You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Lu Yanmu looked down and thought for a while, the old man took him with him since he was a child, and there have been many people in high positions since he was a child.

For some reason, Ye Jian treated him differently when he was very young, and treated him both harshly and tolerantly, which is why he dared to speak out.

"You kid dare to say it more than before." The words sounded blame, but they didn't mean to be angry at all.

In Huacheng, if you dare to say that Lu Yanmu is a kid, I'm afraid Ye Jian is the only one.

Lu Yanmu pulled out a faint smile, "If there is something wrong, please don't take offense to Mr. Ye."

"Knowing that you have such a temperament, it's not surprising," Ye Jian said.

After coming in, Lu Yanmu brought a lot of eyes to Ye Jian's body from time to time, wanting to see something out of it.

Such a big change, but why does it seem that something is not quite right?

This feeling is a little bit unspeakable, a little strange.

"Why, do you have something to say and dare not ask?" Ye Jian noticed the look in Lu Yanmu's eyes and said it first.

Lu Yanmu withdrew his gaze, and said silently, "It's just a little emotional for the years."

"Hahahaha..." After hearing what Lu Yanmu said, Ye Jian suddenly smiled, "You are so young, so you can say that you are so emotional."

He glanced at Lu Yanmu with deep meaning, and said lightly: "I am old, you are different, you have a lot to do. Among the Hwaseong generation, only you can take on this important task. You should not be limited to this, yes. Take a step forward."

Lu Yanmu touched Ye Jian's eyes and vaguely guessed what he meant behind this sentence.

In all these years, although others are abroad, I am afraid they are always grasping the news of Hwaseong.

The matter here, I'm afraid it didn't escape his eyes at all.

Even if that happened, Ye Jian's ambition never stopped there.

After so many years of self-cultivation and sexual training abroad, maybe it is also about raising other things.

When I came back suddenly, I didn't know what happened. I didn't understand this point.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye, for his appreciation. I don't dare to be embarrassed. Now I just want to take care of the property left by his father. His old man has worked hard for a lifetime, but he can't ruin it in my hands." Lu Yanmu lightly said a few words and took it over.

"I'm thinking like this now, I'm afraid that in the future, it won't be so." Ye Jian didn't get attached to this issue either, and then casually pulled the rest.

Lu Yanmu was a person who didn't talk much, and he greeted him a few times.

For a while, the atmosphere became a little more subtle.

Ye Jian maintained the peace when he first met, making tea skillfully, and then poured him a cup of tea.

Lu Yanmu nodded and nodded, then took a sip. Ye Jian raised his eyes and glanced at him, then asked casually: "How is it, the technology is not bad."

"Very good." Lu Yanmu put down his teacup, "It seems that Mr. Ye's self-cultivation has eased a lot over the years."

Judging from the skill of making tea, the mood has changed greatly. In the past, such tea would never be made.

It can be seen that after so many years abroad, it really eased a lot.

No one could have imagined that Ye Jian, who was so powerful at the beginning, would now be willing to stay in a small courtyard, washing his hands and making tea.

Shouldn't you say it, good luck fooling people?