You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

When Song Yuan saw Xu Mo's attitude, he was silent. Well, he knew Xu Mo's temper, so he should just hide.

Just worrying about how to travel tomorrow is really troublesome!

Qing Mang saw Song Yuan's worries, nothing more than worrying about tomorrow's trip.

"Assistant Song, don't worry too much, let me tell San Ye, you should take care of it first, and don't worry about the rest." Qing Mang said softly.

Song Yuan seemed to recover a bit when he heard a Ji Ling, and he kind of understood what Gu Qingmang meant to push him down. She just raised her eyes and saw her expression faint, her eyes didn't mean to dodge at all, and she didn't even have the rest of the emotions. In her eyes, there were only self-blame and guilt, and he felt that he was worrying too much.

It's because he is used to seeing so many big scenes, and seeing Gu Qingmang's expression, he can't find any mistakes, probably because he thinks too much.

"No need, I'll talk to the third master later." Although Song Yuan is a little afraid of the majesty of the third master, but this kind of thing can't be avoided after all, he still has to explain to the third master.

"You take care of it first, and let Xu Mo take a good look at it for you, but don't leave any sequelae." Qingmang's expression was faint, and he couldn't see any emotions.

Without waiting for Song Yuan's answer, he went out directly.

He turned his head and glanced at the location of the study. From the time of the accident to the present, Lu Yanmu didn't say a word, and his expression didn't change much. Just when he first entered the door, he glanced up and down and saw that there was nothing serious about her. The bottom care is also gone.

He just ordered a servant to call Xu Mo over, glanced lightly at the green mansions, turned around and entered the study, and has not come out so far.

Did Lu Yanmu notice something?

But where she thought she hadn't deliberately, what exactly was Lu Yanmu suspecting?

Walking to the door of the study, he reached out and knocked on the door. Lu Yanmu's low and cold voice came from inside: "Come in!"

Qing Mang opened the door in response. The light in the study was dim, and the curtains almost covered all the light, making it even more dim and unclear.

The atmosphere in the study was somewhat depressed. Lu Yanmu leaned back on a chair, with a face on his side, and his face was sharply defined, appearing even more stern. The faint light made him unpredictable, his expression was vague, and he was a little cold. .

The moment Qing Mang saw him, he knew that he was faintly angry or a sign of anger, not because of her injury, but because of other things.

Some people don't quite understand where he came from. There is a faint feeling that Lu Yanmu is... waiting for her to come?

Qing Mang took two steps forward, and he was a little uncertain and shouted: "Lu Yanmu..."

When Lu Yanmu heard Qingmang's voice, he turned his chair slightly, turned his side, and looked up at Qingmang. The bottom of his eyes was deep and cold.

Lu Yanmu's eyes stayed on her face for a moment, catching the slight anxiety in her heart, frowned slightly, and frowned even more when she saw her covering her left hand.

His gaze stayed on Qing Mang's body for a while, then he retracted, tapping the table top with his index finger, making a beeping sound without saying a word.

Qing Mang didn't understand what he meant. Hearing the beeping sound, it seemed to be knocking on her heartstrings, which disturbed her self-confident heart a little bit.

She admitted that in the psychological game, Lu Yanmu has always been unbeatable, and anyone in front of him will be defeated.