You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Thinking of this, he trembled in his heart. Forget it, let's take it with him.

As for the third master, he believes that Miss Qingmang can handle it well. If she can't handle it well, he will cry.

Qing Mang followed Song Yuan all the way. When he got to the top floor, he could see someone guarding him as soon as he got out of the elevator. When he saw Song Yuan, he didn't react and let them pass directly.

When he first arrived at the door, he saw several people guarding the door, looking at Qingmang with wary expressions.

Song Yuan said: This is my wife.

The people guarding him were not wary of Qingmang.

Okay, they have never met the third master's woman, but they have heard her name, so sometimes it is better not to mess with her, otherwise they don't know what the consequences will be.

Qing Mang could see what was inside through the glass door, and reached out to open the door and go in.

At this time, Yan Mu and Ye Jian were confronting each other inside the house. The atmosphere was not good, even a little awkward.

Everyone was a little surprised when they saw Qingmang. Lu Yanmu stood up and took a look outside. When he saw Song Yuan, his face instantly turned cold.

Sensing the look in Lu Yanmu's eyes, Song Yuan was immediately frightened, but he did not dare to explain, so he could only lower his head silently.

Song Yuan, please go out first. Qing Mang knew what Lu Yanmu meant and spoke first.

Song Yuan seemed to be relieved and immediately closed the door and left.

Fortunately, Miss Qingmang was here, so his death would not be too tragic.

Why are you here? Lu Yanmu was helpless.

Qingmang glanced at Lu Yanmu lightly, and then fell on Ye Jian.

After not seeing each other for a few days, my father's body and complexion seemed to be better than before.

There are some things that I can't let you bear for me. Qing Mang said lightly.

Without saying it explicitly, Lu Yanmu knew what Qingmang wanted to say.

Pulling Qingmang's hand, his voice was a bit helpless: Leave it to me, I can handle it, okay?

It was rare for Lu Yanmu to speak like this in front of Qing Mang, and his tone sounded more like a discussion or a request.

He was afraid that Qing Mang would break up the relationship, or that she would agree to do something she didn't want to do.

Don't worry, just leave it to me. Do you trust me? Qingmang asked in a clear voice.

Lu Yanmu didn't dare to say he didn't trust him, but he didn't know what to do.

This was the first time that he felt that things were so difficult.

I'm right here. Lu Yanmu said.

This is the biggest concession he has made. As for the rest, he can no longer do it, or there is no way to do it at all.

Qingmang nodded, hummed, and then turned his attention to Ye Jian.

After so many years, she seemed to be unable to pronounce the word father.

These two words have been in the middle for so many years that they are so close, but it seems like they can never get close.

You're finally here? Ye Jian looked at Qingmang and said calmly.

Well, I'm here. After breaking the dullness, Qingmang became calmer and didn't react much.

It has to be faced, and instead of holding on to it, it would be better to cut through the mess quickly and resolve it as soon as possible.

Actually, I came here today just to tell you that I will not return to Ye Jian, nor will I return to my identity as Ye Zhenzhen. I am just Gu Qingmang, just Lu Yanmu's wife, nothing more.

As for the rest of the matter, I don't want you to force me, and don't use yourself to do something that will hurt yourself and force me. I have already made up my mind and will never compromise.