WARNING! Tsundere President

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"No can do. It looks cute," said Huo Yunting, giggling like an innocent child as he looked at the wallpaper. His fingers mischievously wandered upon his woman on the screen while eating a soft cream cone with pursed lips. It was his proudest masterpiece being a One-day Paparazzi.

"When did you even take this?" Even she herself could not remember the moment she did this.

"So are you checking out the news or what?" He snatched the phone away.

"YES, I'm going to check out the news!" Lu Zhaoyang decided to just let the embarrassing incident pass, as she laid upon his chest, watching her man swiping the phone promptly. At the search bar, Lu Zhaoyang observed her man gradually punching in the astonishing letters.

HOW TO PUNISH CHEATING WIFE.

"Huo Yunting, you know what. I can check the news out myself. Just let me go!" She squirmed in his arms. Huo Yunting snorted and exited the search engine. He picked the News app. It was the headline.

SHOOTING AT GOLDEN CITY.

"S-s-shooting?" Lu Zhaoyang could not believe her eyes as the word struck her like lightning, "Read it up! Quick! Are there any casualties?" She panickedly nudged him.

"Look at how frantic you are. Have you thought about my feelings?" He lifted his phone away from her and pinched her rosy chin, "Was I acting too liberal that you decided to do all these outrageous things before me?"

"Liberal my arse. Did somebody forget what he Googled just now? Come on! I just want to know if he's alright. I'll forget about him if he turns out to be fine. I mean, you would only feel disturbed the more you hide it away from me!" Well, the girl had her point.

"True." Huo Yunting was convinced and tapped the headline.

The headline might be very eye-catching but the content was a little— underwhelming.

"Okay—heard shooting…" Zhaoyang skimmed through the news and muttered the few keywords she perceived, "Drug addicts caught—no death— phew—BUT INJURIES?"

"Someone is injured?" She immediately seized the phone away from Yunting as her eyes flicked through the last few bits of the news. She imagined a list of injuries.

Assuming there would be one, please be anybody but Huo Chen.

"Ouch!" Lu Zhaoyang could feel the immense pain at her wrist as the phone was withdrawn by force. The next second she only heard an impact on the floor.

Zhaoyang froze at the sight as she saw the screen of the phone completely cracked. Almost instantaneously she hopped off the bed to reach for her tablet on the sofa.

"Seriously, Zhaoyang? You lost your mind?" Said Yunting nonchalantly, "It's a military commander we are talking about. No way my uncle would show up on the daily news if he's wounded. You would never know the truth if you only know how to google things."

The girl held her steps upon hearing his words. Those were solid.

The man laughed as he got up for his suit, "Well, if you want to know, come with me to the office."

"Alright then."

"That's some prompt response from you." Taking a glance at his woman, he held her back with his hand, "Do you know what's the price for it though?"

"I know all of your tricks, Huo Yunting."

Like what else do I pay with? Thunderbolt Corp., your office, what else?

Zhaoyang's instinct did not fail her however. The devil did intend to feast upon her marshmallowy body but it was that prediction of hers that changed his mind.

On the way to Thunderbolt Corp., Lu Zhaoyang avoided eye-contact by glueing her eyes upon the screen. At times, her man would pass her a quick glance as he mumbled, "If only you would give as much attention to me one day, we would be living happily ever after."

"Stop pulling my leg. It's the Great President of Thunderbolt Corp. we are talking about. Who can hurt Yunting the Dominating anyway?" She had truly never seen this invincible man falling ever before.

"Wife knows me best." Yunting could not help but wonder if purposely hauling himself off the horse a few times would help change her mind.

When the dark Rolls-Royce halted by the road in front of Thunderbolt Corp., the lady smoothly went out of the car with the documents still inside her purse after the meeting yesterday. Well, she stood above all employees in Ge Yu anyway so she could join the invisible president anytime soon.

Right when she was expecting a surprise visitor at the President's Office, a video tape at the conference room or Huo Li the fanboy jumping at her by the door, Huo Yunting shook his head towards her inquiring gaze as he led her—to the resting room?

"Don't forget about the racks at my office too."

She did not know she had a duty rooster to do.