WARNING! Tsundere President

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

It was his private ward, which he had specially reserved for himself, just in case of any mishaps. Everything here was brand new. Who would dare to sleep here?

Huo Yunting scooped up a spoonful of vegetable mushroom porridge. "Eat some. I will bring your clothes later."

Lu Zhaoyang shot him a look.

Did he mean she would not get her clothes if she were not eating?

What a pervert.

Lu Zhaoyang could not say no. She could only open her mouth and eat the rice porridge that he had sent in front of her.

But then she spurted the porridge back out.

Huo Yunting watched and was disgusted. He put down the spoon and took a paper towel to wipe her mouth.

The paper towel gently wiped across Lu Zhaoyang's lips. When he pulled back his hand, she rubbed her nose and smirked. "Can you button your shirt properly?"

Where was the image that Huo Yunting was so obsessed about?

They must have rushed to the hospital last night.

He had not been noticing that he had done up the buttons wrongly on his shirt since last night. Wearing only a black windbreaker on the outside, anyone could see his shirt's buttons were in the wrong holes.

Yet no one had reminded him?

This spoke volumes.

"Huo Yunting, you are a real jerk."

"Lu Zhaoyang, it is your duty as a wife to fix this. Come on."

He leaned forward, close to her.

"We are in the hospital, what do you want to do?" She stared at the door, fearing that someone walking past outside might overhear them.

Huo Yunting's face was serious and then burst into laughter. "Yang Yang…"

"Shut up! I am eating!"

He had ran around on the outside in this appearance many times; he need not have to worry about his image any longer.

Huo Yunting stopped teasing her. Her health was his priority for now.

As he continued to feed her silently, she reached out to redo his shirt's buttons. She could not help herself because of her obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Huo Yunting's eyebrows arched upon seeing her action; she was hard on the outside but soft on the inside.

As soon as they finished their breakfast, knocks were heard at the door.

Huo Yunting went out with the bowls and chopsticks and came back with a bag in his hand.

It was the new clothes that he had sent someone to purchase.

He took the clothes out of the bag and repeated the words that the doctor told him. "Take warm water and mild food. Take care of your stomach. Don't stay up late, but get more sleep. No fried, barbecue, and spicy food. And most importantly, stop going out with Lin Yazhi."

God knows where the woman would take her again. Things almost went wrong last time.

"I have been eating in the canteens lately. I have been careful," Lu Zhaoyang muttered as she took the clothes.

Last night was her first time getting hospitalized for overeating.

It was the year of fate; luck was not on her side indeed.

The two left the hospital. Sitting in the backseat, Lu Zhaoyang looked ahead and asked, "It is not the weekend yet, why are we not going back to the office? I am fine. I feel much better now."

Huo Yunting looked up listlessly and said, "You might feel better now, but I am not feeling well. I have to go home and get some sleep."

"Well, you may go home to sleep, but I am going to the office. Don't forget that you passed me a proposal last night. I have not finished reading it yet." Lu Zhaoyang poked to look outside. "Drop me at the intersection. I will take the cab."

Huo Yunting did not reply, and the chauffeur also pretended to not hear it as he drove past the intersection.