WARNING! Tsundere President

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

How dare he! How dare he called Huo Chen at such timing!

"Yang Yang?" Huo Chen's voice rang gently like the full moon in Lu's ears, yet felt burning like the blazing sun in Huo Yunting's heart. His gaze grew distant but his smile grew friendlier, like ember rolling upon a haystack. He looked delighted, certainly very "delighted."

Lu Zhaoyang bit her lips hard while her hands quickly withdrew themselves from Huo Yunting's grip and covered her mouth, frantically holding back her voice.

"Yang Yang, you there?" Huo Chen's call rang again.

Lu Zhaoyang stared at Huo Yunting with her large, watery eyes, shaking her hand vigorously, pleading him to stop.

Huo Yunting's smile grooved. Lu's attempt of keeping everything in the dark had only driven him further to his limits.

"Yang Yang, why aren't you speaking?" Huo Chen could not hide his worries. Lu would love to reply him but she feared every breath she made would accidentally become a strange vocal response.

She would not want to show that side of her in front of Huo Chen!

That side of her on bed!

I am getting crazy of this relationship! Can someone just kill me!?

The motion behind continued, as she felt the intrusion again. The man rested his entire body upon her. It took all the strength she mustered to stay quiet. She hoped that Chen would realize that it was an accidental call, thus the lack of responses from her side, so that he would hang up and never discover anything.

The little sounds they made during the intercourse echoed clearly in the silent room.

The scab on her lips was once again torn by her bite. A hint of scarlet tainted her rosy cheeks again.

I hate you! Huo Yunting, I hate you!

Eventually, the beast made a long sigh, before the pressure inside her slowly disappeared.

The war had ended, the soldier had retreated, yet her prince was still there on the phone.

Huo Yunting gasped on her back and tapped the red button on the screen to end the call.

"Huo Yunting, why you little scu—" Lu Zhaoyang roared, unleashing her inhibited rage, as she pushed the man away from her.

"Shhh…" Huo Yunting put his index finger between his lips, "Whatever you want to call me, I am still undeniably your legal husband. Do you understand?"

"I am so making a divorce. So making it tomorrow!" It was just a contract. She could always reprint them. She had printed countless spare copies in fact.

"Oh? Someone just forgot what I taught just now. Shall we have another tutorial?" He then reached for the phone again.

Hmph. Divorce. I hate it whenever she says that!

Sometimes, woman learns things the hard way, especially on the terms and conditions of a payback!

"How can there be such a shameless man like you in this world!?" Screamed Lu, her face was drained.

"As long as you do not realize your own identity, I can always be more shameless than before. You could try, if you want, I don't mind." Huo Yunting's words might sound extremely harsh yet the vengeful expression of Lu Zhaoyang caused a severe agony in his chest.

Lu Zhaoyang's chest lifted and sunk. Her face reddened and paled as she breathed. She was breathing heavily through her bleeding lips. Her face was covered by strands of wet hair.

"Get out…"

"Get lost!" The scream reverberated in her room. She squinted her eyes and started making her move. She would want to leave him as soon as possible!

Nevertheless, it was an effortless attempt as Huo Yunting dragged her back into her embrace. He endearingly observed his woman and her bleeding lips. He lowered his head for a kiss.

"Leave me alone!" Every part of Lu's body showed intense resistance, as she pushed the devil away, "You have gotten what you want! You have fulfilled your lust, your revenge. You want people to repay your sin, you got it! You want to avenge yourself on me, here it is. So, would you be kind and leave me alone? Go anywhere, fly to another country, to the other planet, galaxy, I don't care!" She tried freeing herself from his embrace but it was futile.

Huo Yunting stood still, with his gaze fixed upon her. Eventually, he made a stretch and yawned, before he collapsed right onto her mobile phone on the bed.

Lu Zhaoyang got up clumsily and covered herself with the clothing nearby.

Disregarding her pain, bare-footed, she squatted before her luggage case.