You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Who made this soup? Qingmang asked.

I don't know. I brought it here from the castle. Gu Sui said that he didn't know either.

When we got to Suyuan, the servants there were already ready.

I just thought it would be a Frenchman, but how did I know that he was from Huacheng?

What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good? Gu Sui asked.

No, it just feels like the soup I drank in Suyuan. It tastes good. Qingmang answered simply.

It really looks more and more the more you drink.

Yesterday's soup didn't taste like this.

Could it be that Lu Yanmu also called the servants from Suyuan?

It’s not like I’ve never done something like this before when I was filming.

That's possible. Lu Yanmu is very wealthy, so what's the problem in calling someone over? Gu Sui agreed with Qing Mang's words.

No wonder he felt that that person looked familiar and thought it was his imagination, but he didn't expect that he was actually someone from Suyuan.

Yeah. Qingmang responded and finished the bowl of soup.

I have been in France for more than a week, and I always ate food cooked by people from Huacheng, which was always not to my liking.

Today's bowl of soup successfully whetted her appetite.

That... Gu Sui looked at Qingmang, hesitant.

Huh? You can say whatever you want. Do we still have any scruples between us? Qing Mang knew without looking that Gu Sui had something to say to her, but he just didn't know how to say it.

Gu Sui looked around the ward, then leaned into Qing Mang's ear and lowered his voice: I heard Ji Jinchen say that Lu Yanmu seems to want to take care of Mr. Ye's affairs.

Qingmang's hand paused, his expression calmed, and he responded calmly: Yes.

Huh?! Gu Sui was a little surprised by Qingmang's performance.

Why is Qingmang's performance so unexpected?

Shouldn't it be surprise or ignorance?

Why does it look like he is informed and there is absolutely no disapproval?

What's wrong? Qing Mang was a little surprised by Gu Sui's performance.

Shouldn't you feel angry? Gu Sui asked.

Why are you angry? Qingmang asked.

This time it was Gu Sui's turn to be a little confused.

Why are each of them so strange?

You don't know the identity of Mr. Ye, right? Gu Sui said in a low voice.

Qingmang: Yes, I know.

Gu Sui: Now that I know, you still remain indifferent?!

Could it be that he was overconfident in Lu Yanmu? !

Qing Mang didn't speak, he just lowered his head and poked at the rice in the bowl.

When asked this question, I didn't know what to say.

After calming down for a while, he put down the bowl in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Gu Sui, and said firmly: Actually, I asked Lu Yanmu to do this.

Gu Sui: ...

Is this person a fool? !

Or are you talking about the side effects of donating too much blood to others? Not very smart? !

Gu Sui reached out and touched Qingmang's forehead and asked, Are you okay?

Well, there seems to be no problem when you touch it. Why is it so stiff and you can't turn your head? !

Qing Mang stopped Gu Sui's hand and said calmly: No problem.

Gu Sui was so surprised that he stood up with a puzzled look on his face: Then why did you let him wade into this muddy water?!

Qingmang was a little hesitant, not sure whether he should say it or not.

The fewer people know about this, the better.

Not only for yourself, but also for others, it is a good thing.