You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

In the next few days, whether it was intentional or not, Lu Yanmu almost waited until Qingmang fell asleep before returning to the bedroom. A few times before, Qingmang would make him go to bed quickly, but after going to bed early the first day, Lu Yanmu went to bed even later the next day.

Furthermore, seeing that he was so busy, he didn't dare to keep his temper, so he had to tell the kitchen to make some nourishing soup for him to drink every night.

Vaguely, from the expressions of Suyuan, Song Yuan, and Ye Xiao, it seems that there has been a lot of things going on recently.

I don't know what they are doing, they are very busy, and there is always something to do.

Seeing such a situation, Qingmang didn't dare to harass Lu Yanmu anymore. He quietly set up a small table in the back garden and made a pot of flower tea every day. After the high school entrance examination.

Occasionally, when I was tired, I looked up in the direction of the study on the second floor and looked at it, as if I was with Lu Yanmu.

When Song Yuan came into the study one day, he found Lu Yanmu standing in the direction of the windowsill and looking down. He didn't need to look to know that the third master was looking at Miss Qingmang.

Third Master, this is the document sent by the company. Song Yuan put the document in his hand on the table and explained to Lu Yanmu.

Lu Yanmu hummed lightly, as if his mind was not on it, it sounded cold and indifferent, more like a perfunctory.

What do you want to tell the third master? Song Yuan asked.

Hmm. Lu Yanmu replied indifferently, then withdrew his gaze, turned around slowly, looked at Song Yuan, and said lightly, What happened to Nancheng?

Song Yuan thought for a while, then answered honestly, Well, according to our expectations, it went relatively smoothly.

It's just that even if the Mu family reacts slowly, they are aware of it. In the next period of time, there should be some precautions and some counterattacks.

Song Yuan reported the situation these days to Lu Yanmu, and wanted him to decide the next arrangement.

Lu Yanmu leisurely walked to the chair and sat down, tapped his index finger on the table, his eyes were deep and invisible, and he said coldly like a clear spring: Let's go according to the original plan, except to avoid unnecessary accidental injuries, this time, I will let They hit hard!

Yes. Song Yuan agreed.

In this case, it was originally within his expectation, not unexpected.

In addition,... Lu Yanmu slowed down for a while, and then asked in a cold voice, How is Yan Qiu now?

Song Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then replied: It seems that the situation has stabilized, and there will be no worries about life, but if you want to recover as before, and your actions will not be affected, I am afraid it will take a while to recuperate.

Hmm. Lu Yanmu responded coldly, and then said lightly, What did the hospital say?

According to the previous instructions of the third master, this car accident will leave some sequelae, but within a year, there will be no reaction.

Okay, warn them, not a word of this matter should be leaked out. Lu Yanmu tapped on the table and spoke lightly. When he spoke, he did not show any emotion.

Yes, third master. When Song Yuan said this, he couldn't see any emotion.

You go down first. Lu Yanmu frowned, looking a little tired.