You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

In the next few days, not knowing if it was intentional, Lu Yanmu almost waited until Qingmang fell asleep before returning to the bedroom. Several times before, Qing Mang would make him go to bed quickly, but after going to bed early on the first day, Lu Yanmu was even later the next day.

In addition, seeing that he was so busy, he didn't dare to keep temper, so I had to ask the kitchen to make some replenishing soup for him to drink every night.

Faintly, from the looks of Suyuan, Song Yuan, and Ye Xiao, it seemed that there had been a lot of things recently.

I don't know what they are doing, they are extremely busy, and there are always things they can't finish.

Seeing such a situation, Qingmang did not dare to harass Lu Yanmu anymore. He quietly set up a small table in the back garden, soaked a pot of scented tea every day, just read the book, reviewed knowledge, and prepared for a week. After the college entrance examination.

Sometimes when I get tired, I look up in the direction of the study room on the second floor. It's like being with Lu Yanmu, but I feel relieved.

When Song Yuan came into the study one day, he found Lu Yanmu standing in the direction of the window sill and looking down. You don't need to look to know that San Ye was looking at Ms. Qingmang.

"San Ye, this is the information sent by the company." Song Yuan put the file in his hand on the desktop and confessed to Lu Yanmu.

Lu Yanmu gave a faint hum, as if his mind was not on it, it sounded cold and indifferent, more like perfunctory.

"What do you want to tell Sanye?" Song Yuan asked.

"Yeah." Lu Yanmuqing faintly replied, then withdrew his gaze, turned around slowly, looked at Song Yuan, and said lightly, "How's the matter in Nancheng?"

Song Yuan thought for a while, and answered honestly: "Well, according to our expectations, it went smoothly."

"It's just that no matter how slow the reaction is, the Mu family is still aware of it. In the next period of time, it should be prepared and there will be some counterattacks."

Song Yuan reported the situation these days to Lu Yanmu, and wanted him to decide the next arrangements.

Lu Yanmu leisurely walked to the chair and sat down, tapped his index finger on the tabletop, his eyes were deep and invisible, and he said coldly like a clear spring: "Go according to the original plan, except to avoid unnecessary accidental injuries. This time, I want to let They are hit hard!"

"Yes." Song Yuan agreed.

In this case, it was originally within his expectation, not surprising.

"In addition..." Lu Yanmu paused for a while, and then asked coldly, "How is Yan Qiu now?"

Song Yuan froze for a while, then replied: "It seems that the situation has stabilized and there will be no life worry, but if you want to restore the same as before, and your actions will not be affected, I am afraid you will have to rest for a while."

"Yeah." Lu Yanmu responded coldly, and then said lightly: "What did the hospital say?"

"According to the instructions of the third master, this car accident will leave some sequelae, but within a year, there will be no response."

"Okay, warn them, you can't leak a word about this matter." Lu Yanmu tapped the tabletop and spoke lightly, without any emotion when he spoke.

"Yes, San Ye." When Song Yuan said this, he couldn't see any emotions.

"You go down first." Lu Yanmu pressed his eyebrows, his expression looked a little tired.