You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"San Ye, what do you want to do with Nancheng's affairs?" Song Yuan asked after dealing with the wound.

Since the incident, San Ye has maintained a silent attitude, completely unable to figure out what he is thinking.

When talking about Nancheng, Lu Yanmu narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of cold light.

"Since they want to play, try it out and see how long their hands can stretch out. In Nancheng, the Lu Family can still have the final say." Lu Yanmu's voice was cold, because his blood was slightly whiter, it looked like, It adds a bit of the feeling of **** Rakshasa.

Hwaseong is the foundation, but in Nancheng, it is unlikely that you will lose much. If you want to compare, let's see who is better!

Song Yuan knew what Lu Yanmu meant, but didn't say much, just nodded lightly, "It's San Ye, I know what to do."

In fact, what he wanted was Lu Yanmu's words.

The Lu family has been in Hwaseong for so many years, and the foundation has long been entrenched. Coupled with the military and political background of the old man, it has helped a lot. In the hands of the third master, he has developed even more fiercely.

Although the site is in Hwaseong, in Nancheng, some forces have already developed secretly.

The attack on San Ye this time was expected, but also unexpected.

I expected to do it, but I didn't expect it to succeed. Fortunately, San Ye didn't have a major incident, otherwise, the entire Nancheng would suffer.

Lu Yanmu glanced at Song Yuan, clasped his cufflinks gracefully, straightened his expression, and said coldly like a spring: "Just let it go and let them do it back then. Are we really scared?"

Thinking of what happened back then, Lu Yanmu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strange light flashed in his deep, bottomless eyes.

If the things of the year were to be repeated, he would still make the original choice.

It's just that behind this choice, too much price has been paid.

"San Ye, the old man is over there, but you have to be cautious?" Song Yuan lowered his head and asked in a low voice.

If there is a big move, the father will always be aware of it.

I don't know if San Ye would be scrupulous.

Lu Yanmu pondered for a moment, "Well, over there, the old man, try not to be alarmed, and make other arrangements if there is something unclear."

What happened back then was also kept from the old man, if he let the old man know, it is estimated that a lot of turmoil would have to be caused.

Since he was able to hide the old man back then, he can do the same now.

"Yes, San Ye." Song Yuan silently agreed.

This kind of San Ye is the San Ye he knows, he is decisive, never scrupulous, and always keeps everything in his hands.

As he spoke, Lu Yanmu had already put on his shirt and returned to his usual cold appearance.

Looking down at the water stained with a little blood, he said in a cold voice: "Take care of it and don't let the green light notice it."

Song Yuan nodded and agreed, and then watched Lu Yanmu leave the room.

Seeing the **** water, Song Yuan couldn't help shaking his head. Perhaps the third master was destroyed by a love letter in his entire life.

If it weren't for being emotional, San Ye would walk more steadily than he is now, and build an empire belonging to Lu Yanmu, which is just around the corner, instead of having fetters like now.

San Ye is destined to be a person who can step on everything under his feet.

But if it weren't for Gu Qingmang, he wouldn't have thought of anyone who could be worthy of a proud man like Shang San.

No, maybe it shouldn't be called Gu Qingmang, but Princess Ye...