You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

After returning to Suyuan, Lu Yanmu went straight back to the study, Song Yuan followed behind, with a rather solemn expression. Qingmang was a little puzzled, it seemed that he had not seen Song Yuan behave like this for a long time, which seemed especially strange.

Although I felt like I knew what was going on, it was just their work. Qingmang basically didn't bother to ask, but he went with them without interfering, and then rushed into the kitchen and went to dinner. .

I promised to prepare dinner for him and give him a good reward, but I can't break my promise. Probably only at this time will I have the mind to prepare well. If I switch to other times, I don't think I have such a good temperament.

Judging by the performance of the old man today, is this a pass for her?

Qingmang was humming a song in the kitchen preparing dinner, and the air pressure in the study was a little lower.

Song Yuan stood in front of the desk with a rather serious expression. He lowered his head and did not look at Lu Yanmu, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

Lu Yanmu glanced at him, and said coldly, What does the old man know?

At this time, Lu Yanmu looked rather indifferent and even a bit stern, Song Yuan lowered his hands and dared not look directly at him, and replied in a low voice: I haven't investigated anything yet, but if the old man wants to investigate Gu It's not a difficult matter for the young lady. Gu family's affairs will always be known.

He did give the old man some basic information about Gu Qingmang, but he basically took her family background with him. I don't know if the old man has any doubts.

From the point of view of ordinary people, it is indeed a bit ordinary, and there is no place where you want to go, but Gu Qingmang's life experience is far from being as simple as you see it.

He still doesn't understand why the third master insisted on looking for Gu Qingmang. If her true identity is discovered, I am afraid there will be no peace.

If it was an ordinary person, it would be fine, but with such an identity, the third master insisted on taking Gu Qingmang with him.

Prepare the follow-up well, don't let people notice, I don't want a third person to know about this matter, including Qingmang. Lu Yanmu's voice was cold, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the bottom of his eyes.

The matter of Qingmang can only be kept to death. In this life, I only hope for a healthy life.

Yes, I know, I will handle it properly. Song Yuan responded.

Lu Yanmu waved his hand, Go down first. His voice sounded a little tired.

Song Yuan agreed, and then withdrew from the dull study.

After Song Yuan left, Lu Yanmu leaned back on the chair, his eyes fell on a certain place in a daze, and he was dazed, the scene when he first met Qingmang appeared in his mind.

Dressed in a white dress, with a pair of star-like eyes, the bottom of the eyes is as clear as spring water, and when he smiles, the scenery around him is eclipsed.

Maybe everything is meant to be.

When Lu Yanmu went downstairs, what he saw was a small figure busy in the kitchen, with his long hair tied into a ponytail and tossing it with the movements of his hands, which disturbed his heart.

Qingmang was busy in the kitchen, and when she turned her eyes, she saw Lu Yanmu, who was only wearing a shirt and rolled up his sleeves, and the movement of his hands paused.

The kitchen was so messed up by her, and the smell of soot was so heavy, his white shirt was probably going to be scrapped.