You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"Who made this soup?" Qing Mang asked.

"I don't know. I brought it from the old castle." Gu Sui said he didn't know either.

When we went to Suyuan, the servants over there were already ready.

It’s just that I thought I would be a French, but how I knew it was a Hwaseong.

"What's the matter? It's not good?" Gu Sui asked.

"No, it just feels like the soup I drank in Suyuan, delicious." Qing Mang replied simply.

It really looks like the more I drink it.

The soup yesterday didn't taste like this.

Could it be that Lu Yanmu called the servants of Suyuan?

When filming before, it's not that I haven't done anything like this before.

"Then it's possible, Lu Yanmu has a wealth of wealth, so what is the difficulty of asking someone to come over." Gu Sui agreed with Qingmang's words.

It's no wonder that that person is a bit familiar, thinking that it is his own delusion, but he did not expect that he is really the person in the garden.

"Yeah." Qing Mang replied, and the bowl of soup was finished.

After coming to France for more than a week, I always eat food made by the people of Hwaseong, which is always not so appetizing.

Today's bowl of soup successfully opened her appetite.

"That..." Gu Sui hesitated looking at Qingmang.

"Huh? Just say what you want, do we still have any scruples between us." Qing Mang knew that Gu Sui had something to say to her, but didn't know how to say it.

Gu Sui looked around the ward, then leaned to Qingmang's ear and said in a low voice: "I heard Ji Jinchen say that Lu Yanmu seems to be taking care of Mr. Ye's affairs."

Qing Mang's hand paused for a while, and his expression was constricted, before faintly replied: "Yeah."

"Huh?!" Gu Sui was a little surprised at Qingmang's performance.

Why is Qingmang's performance somewhat unexpected?

Shouldn't it be surprise or ignorance?

How does it seem to be in the know, and there is absolutely no way to allow it?

"What's wrong?" Qing Mang was a little surprised at Gu Sui's performance.

"Should you not feel angry?" Gu Sui questioned.

"Why are you angry?" Qing Mang asked back.

This time it was Gu Sui's turn to be a little confused.

Why is it so strange one by one?

"Do you not know the identity of Mr. Ye?" Gu Sui lowered his voice.

Qing Mang: "Well, I know."

Gu Sui: "Since I know you are still indifferent?!"

Could it be that you are overconfident in Lu Yanmu? !

Qing Mang did not speak, but lowered his head and poked the rice in the bowl.

When asked this way, I didn't know what to say for a while.

After a while, he put down the bowl in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Gu Sui, and said with a firm expression: "Actually, I asked him to do this thing about Lu Yanmu."

Gu Sui: "..."

Isn't this person a fool? !

Or is it the sequelae of donating too much blood to others? Isn't your brain very good? !

Gu Sui reached out and touched Qingmang's forehead, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Well, there seems to be no problem when you touch it, why is there such a strain, and your head can't turn around? !

Qingmang stopped Gu Sui's hand and said calmly, "No problem."

Gu Sui stood up in surprise and looked puzzled: "Then why did you let him wade through the muddy water?!"

Qingmang hesitated, not knowing whether to say it or not.

This matter, the less people know the better.

Not only for myself, but for others, it is a good thing.