You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

After dealing with Gu Qingmang's affairs, Lu Yanmu raised his eyes to look at the trembling marketing director. Seeing his appearance, his brows frowned slightly, with a bit of coldness.

The marketing director was chilled by this gaze, and couldn't help feeling hairy in his heart. The look in the president's eyes is really terrifying, he can't bear it.

Which **** killer is going to kill him at this time, really is going to take a knife and chop people!

Reluctantly calmed his mind, "President, is this report?" When the marketing director spoke, it was obvious that he lacked confidence.

Lu Yanmu gave him a cold look, got up first, stretched out his hand to clasp the open black suit jacket, and walked outside.

The marketing director looked at Lu Yanmu eagerly, hoping to give the result of the trial, but what is the president?

Has he passed or not?

When Lu Yanmu was about to leave the door, he coldly dropped a sentence that made the marketing director almost collapsed, "Redo!"

The marketing director sat on the ground with his feet soft after hearing it, and couldn't help but wailed: "Which **** is the one who caused the bad thing! If you let him know, he will definitely go with the knife and hack him to death."

The rest of the executives can only look at him with sympathy. Well, what should I do, it seems that I can see the next ending through his appearance today.

Lu Yanmu was standing in front of the French window with his hands behind his back, his back turned to the door, his eyes looked far away but not fixed focus, the expression on his face was dark and deep, his whole body exuded a permeating chill, and his black eyes were as deep as a cold pool. A shimmering cold light.

Very well, the person who dared to move him seems to be living too comfortably recently, the school is managed like this, huh.

Thinking of this, Lu Yanmu's long and narrow eyes narrowed, and his whole body seemed to be very taboo, like the Yama king who is in charge of the life and death of time. With just a move of his finger, life and death can be subverted.

Five years ago, he would never let it happen again, and she would be safe by his side to the end.

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Qingmang sat in the classroom, listening to the teacher's explanation with no expression on his face, occasionally moving notes and taking notes, and more time was distracted. Probably this is the benefit of having a never-forgettable experience.

Don't know what Lu Yanmu is doing right now? Is it in a meeting or in the office? It seems that he can be imagined no matter what he is doing.

It turns out that being really tempted is like this. If you like someone, you will miss you all the time, wondering what he is doing, and if you are also missing yourself.

When Qing Mang was in a trance, someone stabbed his arm, glanced at the side, and the tablemate swept her eyes to indicate.

Qing Mang followed her gaze. Zeng Fan was looking at her with hands on his hips, looking at her angrily, as if he wanted to tear her hands off.

Qing Mang looked directly at Zeng Fan's gaze calmly, without fear.

Zeng Fan became more angry when he saw Gu Qingmang like this, "Gu Qingmang, what did I just say?"

Qingmang glanced behind his eyes and found that there was nothing written on the blackboard. He shook his head and said lightly, "I don't know, I didn't listen carefully."

As soon as Qing Mang's voice fell, the chalk in Zeng Fan's hand was directly thrown at her. The tip of Qingmang's eyes turned to the side, and the chalk hit the boy behind.

The boy hissed, he didn't dare to say anything to Zeng Fan, but stared at Gu Qingmang bitterly, as if complaining that she hit him for hiding.