You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Two people walked through the hall and detoured all the way to a small courtyard. Looking from a distance, a man was sitting in a wheelchair with his back facing them.

A little white hair has been added to his head, so it seems that the back is a bit lonely and melancholy, but the aura of the whole body is undiminished.

After hearing the movement behind him, the man slowly turned around.

When I saw Lu Yanmu, he smiled and spoke first: "Please come over in this way, please don't mind."

When the man turned around, Lu Yanmu's gaze fell on his lap first, with a flash of surprise, deep eyes with a trace of doubt.

His legs? what happened?

All the emotions only happened in a moment, and then they rushed over, nodded to him, nodded and said coldly: "What is Mr. Ye's words, I am honored to be interviewed by Mr. Ye."

Lu Yanmu's subtle expression changes did not escape Mr. Ye's eyes. He smiled and said, "After all these years, my legs and feet are not very neat, but now I am just comforting myself that I can sit in a wheelchair when I am getting older."

Lu Yanmu's gaze remained normal, his face was calm, and he said coldly, "Mr. Ye is in his prime, so why is he getting old?"

Ye Jian is one of the important members of the royal family in Hwaseong. There was a coup in Hwaseong. In order to consolidate the power of Hwaseong, he made great contributions.

Back then, Ye Jian was also a well-known figure. The iron-fisted methods are incomparable to his own, and he was once one of the people in power who frightened the country.

It's just that since that incident, he has automatically retreated behind the scenes, and no longer bothered about Hwaseong's affairs, or even traveled to other countries. This journey took several years.

It is only less than fifty years old now, but it seems that the sideburns are all traces left over over the years.

The spirit of the past has now been replaced by loneliness, and there is a sense of vicissitudes of life in the eyebrows. The old iron-fisted demeanor is completely gone, but it is a lot more kind.

How could this look like Ye Jian's demeanor back then.

But in just five or six years, he looks a lot older.

Ye Jian laughed, glanced at Uncle Lin, and said: "A Lin, you go down first, I will recount the past with A Mu alone."

Uncle Lin responded and left, making room for two people.

Ye Jian pushed the wheelchair with his hands, slid to the front of the stone table, and began to make tea. Compared to Lu Yanmu in a sitting posture, "I haven't seen you in a few years, but you can say greetings."

The former Lu Yanmu would never say these things.

Lu Yanmu was very calm, and directly sat down, "Mr. Ye used to be very high-spirited."

The implication is that this appearance is beyond everyone's expectations.

Ye Jian froze for a moment, then laughed, pointed at him, and shook his head slightly, "Now only you dare to talk to me directly."

After so many years away from home, only Lu Yanmu dared to speak out without any concealment.

Lu Yanmu smiled and replied, "Because after knowing that, Mr. Ye will not blame it."

If not, he would never cause trouble for himself.

Facing Ye Jian, he couldn't say that he was completely relaxed. Even though people have now retreated behind the scenes and don't ask about world affairs, it doesn't mean that Ye Jian is completely incapable.

In Hwaseong City, as long as Ye Jian wants to do one thing, it is not a matter of moving his fingers.

Even the old man used to play for Ye Jian.