WARNING! Tsundere President

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Huo Li looked at Lin Yazhi triumphantly, thinking that her departure was the punishment she deserved. Brother Ting would surely be on his side!

Little did everyone know…

"Ms Lin, you're hired. You may start working tomorrow."

"What?!"

Huo Li howled in confusion. The pain on his face was obvious. "Are you sure, Brother Ting? Look at her, does she even look like she's capable?"

"She's… alright." Huo Yunting said without elaborating, and then waved them out.

?!

Huo Li left the office reluctantly. Li Yazhi nodded at her new boss as well and quickly stepped outside.

Lu Zhaoyang was about to follow them when Huo Yunting grabbed her by the wrist.

She looked down toward him. "Anything else?"

"Wait for me after work, we'll have dinner together."

This reminded her of what Mo Shan said to her earlier. She pulled her wrist out of his grasp and nodded in assent to avoid further arguments over these trivialities.

…

The venue for dinner was a lavish French restaurant. A violin quartet entertained the patrons.

It seemed that Mo Shan remembered what she said last time and thought that Huo Yunting liked food with mild taste.

Mo Shan had put on a long, beige dress that emphasized her waistline. A small, fashionable hat sat on her curvy long hair. She looked graceful and demure.

With his jacket taken off, Huo Yunting wore a simple white shirt. He rested his left elbow on the table, the black watch on his wrist barely visible under the cuff. His bangs fell over naturally on his forehead, giving him an air of carelessness.

The two of them looked like a pair made in heaven.

Mo Shan picked up the menu and offered it to Huo Yunting. She asked with a smile, "Brother Yunting, what would you like to have?"

Huo Yunting looked away and said, "My sister knows my taste, ask her."

Mo Shan was momentarily taken aback, but she quickly took back the menu and forced a smile. "Then, Zhaoyang, why don't you order for Brother Yunting…"

Lu Zhaoyang took the menu and flipped through it. "Pan seared foie gras, beef and vegetable soup, beef steak with black pepper sauce, French-style braised potatoes, pan fried whitefish.

"That's all. I'm not sure what you like, sister, please help yourself."

She put down the menu and began to play with her phone. She did not feel like staring at the other two at the dinner table while waiting.

Mo Shan was angry at her, but since Huo Yunting was there, she kept her emotions to herself and ordered her own dishes. Then, she turned to Huo Yunting and began to chat.

Lu Zhaoyang swiped idly on her phone. Gossips about her and Huo Yunting had died down since neither of them offered any comments to the press.

There was nothing interesting online. She was about to put her phone down when she heard Huo Yunting said, "I remember you play the piano well, let's hear something from you."

He was speaking to Mo Shan.

Mo Shan immediately perked up. "What would you like to hear?"

Huo Yunting hummed inattentively. "Oh, I'll like anything you play."

"Oh, please…" Mo Shan pouted, and then made her way towards the white grand piano in the hall.

Soon, a beautiful melody filled up the dining hall.

Abruptly, Huo Yunting patted at the seat beside him and said to Lu Zhaoyang, "Sit over here."

Lu Zhaoyang declined without even looking at him. "No."

Huo Yunting's eyes narrowed. What a lady! Her husband was sitting with another woman, but here she was acting like she did not care. That did not sit well with him.