You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Song Yuan glanced at the documents scattered all over the place, and then looked at the third master of his family who was in a rage. He almost wanted to die.

He just came in to report something, why did the third master just get angry.

Although I don't know what makes the third master, who is not alarmed and never shows his emotions, get angry, he probably knows who makes the third master angry.

Except for Miss Gu, who is far away from the school, I am afraid there is no one.

I just don't know what happened to make the third master who has been living peacefully for so long angry.

Looking at the phone tightly held by the third master, I can only sigh, the quality is really good.

Song Yuan! Lu Yanmu looked away from the phone, looking at him gloomily, with a faint cold light.

Song Yuan suddenly felt agitated, and immediately stood up straight, and replied, Yes!

Those Tian Qingmang had contacted with people at school, and what they did. Tell me one by one. When Lu Yanmu spoke, there was a chill in his bones.

Song Yuan was so chilled by this tone that he was extremely nervous, and did not dare to desert at all. After a little thought, I focused on the news reported these days.

When it was mentioned that Zhao Xiyuan went to Gu Qingmang more than once, Song Yuan could clearly feel that the temperature around him had suddenly dropped several degrees, and the chill emanating from a certain man was colder than air-conditioning.

Zhao Xiyuan, this is a name that cannot be mentioned in front of the third master, and it is also a name that cannot be associated with Gu Qingmang, but today I have committed both.

He seemed to be able to predict what would happen today.

When listening to Song Yuan's report, Lu Yanmu's face became even more gloomy, and the chill on his body swept all around him, with a power like destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

The hand holding the phone gradually tightened, and the blue veins became prominent. When it came to the end, the phone drew an arc in the air and hit the opposite wall.

After a loud bang, the phone's screen shattered and fell to the ground.

Song Yuan looked at the phone, not knowing whether to say the quality was too good or not, but it wasn't scrapped.

Only at this time did Song Yuan know what made Lu Yanmu angry.

Gu Qingmang was alone with a man, and the shooting angle was very tricky. Gu Qingmang had a smile on her face, the man's hand happened to be on her shoulder, and his eyes were full of doting. This appearance looks very much like a man and a woman who are secretly dating outside.

If that's the case, it's fine, there's still room for defense, and the most terrible thing is that this man is actually Zhao Xiyuan!

Whether it's true or not, this alone is enough to make the third master angry.

He silently lit wax for Gu Qingmang in his heart.

Bring it back! Lu Yanmu said in a low voice, without any emotion, with a very close sense of oppression.

Song Yuan was stunned for a moment, and when he saw his gloomy face, he immediately realized that he was talking about Gu Qingmang.

He took out his mobile phone and made a call, said a few words in a low voice, hung up, and then replied to Lu Yanmu, Third Master, let me go.

Lu Yanmu didn't talk to him, leaning on the back of the chair, his face was extremely ugly.

Song Yuan sighed in a low voice and finally stopped for a while, why did he feel like there was another bloody storm.

These two must have been enemies in their past lives.

When Song Yuan wanted to escape from the office surrounded by the oppressive and suffocating atmosphere, the phone with the broken screen ding-dong was the sound of WeChat prompting.

Lu Yanmu, who was in a fit of anger, lost his mind to look at it, Song Yuan glanced at it, and found that it was a message sent by Gu Qingmang.