You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Ye Jian pushed the wheelchair in. For some reason, Qingmang felt that Ye Jian was in a good mood today, and even put a touch of approachability on his face, making Qingmang look a little dazed.

Qingmang, can I call you that? Ye Jian asked directly opposite Qingmang.

Qingmang nodded and replied generously and decently: Of course you can.

Ye Jian stared at Qingmang, and did not speak for a long time, and the ward fell into a confused and embarrassing atmosphere for a while.

After being explained by Lu Yanmu, Xu Mo hurriedly appeared to break the atmosphere.

Why did Mr. Ye come here? Xu Mo walked to Ye Jian's side and slightly blocked Qingmang.

Before the third brother came over, he had to do a good job of defending. If something happened, he would definitely be killed by the third brother.

Ye Jian's sight was blocked by Xu Mo, and he was a little displeased, but he didn't say it. He glanced at Xu Mo and replied lightly: I met Qingmang before, and I feel quite related. I heard that Qingmang Mang was injured and was hospitalized, and I happened to come to the hospital for a checkup today, so I stopped by to have a look.

What's wrong with Mr. Ye? Qingmang blurted out and asked. After speaking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and added: I saw Mr. Ye in good spirits before, but I don't know what's wrong.

Ye Jian turned the wheelchair silently, avoided Xu Mo, looked at Gu Qingmang, and found that he looked calm, and there was no abnormality, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

If Xu Mo hadn't blocked Qingmang just now, I'm afraid Ye Jian would have seen Qingmang's anxiety and concern when he heard that sentence.

Thank you for your concern, it's nothing, it's just some old problems. Ye Jian replied calmly.

Mr. Ye should pay attention to your body. It's winter, and the weather is cold. You need to wear more clothes to keep warm when you go in and out. Qingmang collected the emotions that he had just leaked, and said in a very appropriate tone.

Okay. Ye Jian also answered lightly, but his expression was slightly moved.

How wonderful it would be if this was really his daughter.

Ye Jian raised his eyes and glanced at the obstacle Xu Mo, and after thinking for a while, he remembered that this was the son of the Xu family.

Master Xu, I don't know if you can go out for a while. I have some things that I want to talk to Qingmang alone. When talking to Xu Mo, the meaning of alienation was obvious.

Xu Mo hesitated. He glanced at Ye Jian and then at Qingmang. He didn't know what was going on between the two, but because of Ye Jian's identity, he couldn't ask more questions.

Qingmang nodded at Xu Mo, reassuring people.

She had a hunch in her heart that she knew what Ye Jian wanted to tell her.

Xu Mo glanced at Qingmang, and he didn't have any opinion when he saw others. Naturally, it was not easy for him to stop him, so he left silently.

Just after going out, he immediately called Lu Yanmu.

If the third brother doesn't come again, he will not be able to control the scene at all.

After Xu Mo left, Ye Jian looked at Qingmang and said lightly, Qingmang, are you interested in hearing me tell a story?

Qingmang nodded: It's a great honor to listen to Mr. Ye's story.

Actually, to be honest, from the first time I saw you, I felt that you were very familiar, so familiar that it was like someone who had been lost before had come back to me. But I can't believe it. After all, I watched it with my own eyes. Buried my daughter, buried her with my own hands...