You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

While thinking about it, Uncle Lin had already brought Qingmang to Ye Jian. Looking at the person in front of him, Qingmang was a little surprised.

I haven't seen him for a while, why did my father become like this?

He is more than twice as old, looks very bad, and his complexion has changed a lot, and he looks like he has lost more than one ring of weight.

Qing Mang felt a pain in his heart. He didn't know how to describe his current mood, and even his eyes turned red.

Ever since Qing Mang came in, Ye Jian has been looking at Qing Mang's expression. Seeing the change in Qing Mang's expression, he felt a little clear in his heart.

Qingmang is here, come and sit. Ye Jian waved to Qingmang and motioned for her to sit over.

Qingmang saw that Ye Jian looked at her a little differently than before, so he quickly calmed down, and then smiled, Mr. Ye.

The performance just now was too obvious. I wonder if others have discovered the problem.

Based on what she knew about her father, he should have suspected something.

It was said that the previous Ye Zhenzhen had the Seven Skills and Exquisite Heart, but she herself knew that her Seven Skills and Exquisite Heart was just inherited from her father.

With Uncle Lin's help, Ye Jian sat up and leaned on the chair, his expression gloomy.

I hope you don't mind me looking like this. Ye Jian smiled, with a bit of gentleness in his smile.

Qingmang regained his previous expression, and then said calmly: It's okay, Mr. Ye will only let me come here if he doesn't treat me as an outsider.

To be polite, Qingmang has learned a lot during this time and knows how to say things to make people happy.

You can make me happy. Ye Jian looked much better because of Qing Mang's words.

Qing Mang's expression was indifferent, There is nothing but telling the truth. You know, there are very few people who can come into Ye Mansion. How many people regard being able to come in and sit here as a lifelong honor.

It is an endless honor for Qingmang to be favored by Mr. Ye at such a young age.

Qing Mang's words were so clever that it was almost impossible to find fault with them, and they were extremely comfortable to listen to.

Ye Jian looked at Qingmang with deep eyes for a while, and finally said: It seems that Yan Mu has found a wife who is equally matched.

Qingmang lowered his head and smiled, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

I had a quick meeting with Mr. Ye in the hospital last time. He was in good spirits, but what happened recently? Qing Mang was a little confused thinking about the situation when he saw him just now.

Ahem... Ye Jian coughed, and then said calmly: Nothing's wrong. I just haven't been feeling well lately. The weather has gotten a little colder. I've caught a cold. It's a bit difficult to get better now that I'm older, but it's a bit difficult.

When Qing Mang looked at the room, he saw that it was somewhat tightly sealed. Since he came in, the heating in this room was more sufficient than in other places.

It's okay. Mr. Ye's body and bones are good. Please take care of yourself and he will be fine after a while. Qingmang said politely.

As long as it's not a serious illness, a minor illness can be cured after a while. What she worries about is that she will be seriously uncomfortable, which will be more troublesome.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened, and she felt a little relieved.

Originally, her father was ill, and as a daughter, she should take care of him, instead of leaving him with only Uncle Lin and some servants to take care of him.

Well, I'll lend you some good words. Ye Jian's temperament became much gentler, and he just followed Qing Mang's words.