You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

I said to bring her back, but she didn't want to. She said that the welcome party was coming soon. She had to hurry up to rehearse the show. I really don't know why this girl is fighting so hard. Everything was said all at once, even adding fuel to it.

She said He Yuan at this time, but just wanted to win He Yaozhi's liking.

Sure enough, He Yaozhong's expression finally changed a bit. Hurry up and find a doctor to take a closer look at her. It's best to do a general examination, otherwise, if something goes wrong with her body, what can I do?

After that incident, He Yao was not as good to Liu Xiang as before, but he still cared about this daughter very much.

No matter what it is, it can make him more satisfied, not to mention that this is his only daughter now, and the future family property will be inherited by her, so naturally there can be no problems.

Okay, don't be impatient. I'll go to school tomorrow, not today, to take her to see a doctor to find out what's wrong. Liu Xiang said that he was a little reluctant, but looking at his expression, he was a little happy.

She knew that He Yao was a little bit fierce towards her, but he was very concerned about this daughter.

Now this daughter is her only hope.

If she wants to firmly hold the position of the wife of the He Group, this daughter is definitely the most beneficial help for her.

If it weren't for Gu Qingmang's little hoof, would she have fallen to this point?

But no matter what, no matter how dissatisfied He Yaozhong was with her, she was still the wife of the He Group.

Thinking of this, she felt that everything was worth it.

...

Qingmang has been living a very comfortable life these days, and there are almost no big things.

Occasionally hearing some things about He Yuan, boring amateur, adds a lot of pleasure.

Seeing that He Yuan was not happy, she was happy.

Well, although this kind of heart is not very good, but inexplicably, she feels very good.

It was a lot easier to have Leng Shuang to help her with some things, and Leng Shuang could handle all the things that were not handled outside. It was the first time that she felt the feeling of being Lu Yanmu.

As a domineering president, it's really cool, this feeling is really cool enough to not want it.

Qingmang, will you go to the welcome party on Friday night? Lin Wanying put on a mask and asked Qingmang.

Qingmang was writing something, and when he heard this sentence, the pen in his hand paused for a while.

On Friday night, she seemed to have promised Lu Yanmu to go home for dinner.

Hey, one side is his roommate, and the other side is his own man, so embarrassing.

Well... I should be going... right. Qingmang was a little unsure.

She was afraid that the promises were too full now, and if she didn't go, she would be embarrassed.

I'll go... What do you mean? Maybe not? Lin Wanying said with a bit of disappointment.

When Qingmang heard this tone, his scalp suddenly became numb. She is really not good at dealing with this kind of thing, embarrassing, embarrassing to the point of not being able to.

Well... I'll try my best to... Qingmang felt that when the time came, it was very likely that he would go home.

After all, she wasn't very interested in what was said to be a welcome party or a cultural party.

If you have enough time to see it, you might as well go home and accompany their men.

The art party is not as good-looking as her man.

Her family's man is really good to see if you don't want it.