You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

"San Ye will keep you, naturally because you are still useful, otherwise you think you can still sit here?" Song Yuan said with a low tone and a bad tone.

Compared with Lu Yanmu's penetrating methods, Song Yuan is better at attacking his mind, knowing how to get the information he wants out of others' mouths bit by bit.

Lin Wanying's body stiffened instantly, without turning her head, she also knew what Song Yuan's expression was at this time.

Yes, it is said that Lu Yanmu has a capable assistant next to her, and the one standing behind her is probably Song Yuan who others say.

She originally wanted to delay a little bit and didn't open her mouth to admit it, but Song Yuan's words were here, that is to say, Lu Yanmu had enough evidence to suspect her, and it was meaningless to refuse to admit it.

Any of her explanations are sophistry, and Lu Yanmu has completely seen through it.

People like Lu Yanmu are really indulgent and fearful.

"I don't know where they took Qing Mang, just tell me to call Qing Mang over, and they will take care of the rest." Lin Wanying lowered her head, and finally she always confessed.

The current situation, except to tell the truth, everything she said was pale and powerless.

Maybe to be honest, Lu Yanmu can still let her make a living.

I knew that the person behind Qing Mang was Lu Yanmu, she would definitely not provoke him.

What a mockery, Qing Mang regarded her as a friend, but because of her own selfish desires, she betrayed Qing Mang, and even put Qing Mang in a dangerous situation.

Lu Yanmu's eyes tightened on Lin Wanying's body, and the anger gushing out from the bottom of her eyes was about to burn her to death.

There is no need to look up, Lin Wanying knows what Lu Yanmu will look like at this time, I am afraid she wants to cut her a thousand times.

If so, she deserves it!

Lu Yanmu's eyes were deep, mixed with countless chills, swept across Lin Wanying's pale paper face, walked up to her in heavy steps, and looked at her eyes as if they were pure poison.

"You'd better pray that Qingmang is okay." Lu Yanmu dropped this sentence and walked away steadily.

Standing at the back, Song Yuan glanced sadly at Lin Wanying who was sitting on the ground, very sorry.

Since Miss Qingmang moved into the dormitory, he had investigated the people in the dormitory according to the instructions of the third master. I originally thought that although Lin Wanying was born in a mediocre background, not as good as the average wealthy family, she had a good reputation and temperament. She has not paid much attention to her all the time. Miss Qing Mang is also good to her. Unexpectedly, she finally stabbed Qing. The person who missed Miss Mang's cut would actually be the seemingly weak Lin Wanying in front.

Not only did she betray Miss Qing Mang, but she also got Lin Suqing into the hospital just to achieve her own goals. This thought was really deep.

Doing such a thing today means that she can't stay in Hwaseong. If Miss Qingmang loses a hair, I am afraid San Ye will not let her go easily.

He shook his head, with regret in his eyes.

After leaving the door, he ordered the people guarding the door to detain Lin Wanying.

After Song Yuan was done, he quickly followed in Lu Yanmu's footsteps and looked at the man in front of his face that was so gloomy that it could freeze. It was really hard to say anything.

This time, I am afraid that the kidnapping of Miss Qingmang was more serious than the last two times.

Lu Yanmu was sitting in the car with a gloomy expression on his face. The atmosphere inside the car was already cold enough to freeze.