WARNING! Tsundere President

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Huo Chen remained silent. His action was swift. Now, he was leaning on the seat again as if nothing happened.

"You knew what I was going to do?"

He could not have noticed her intention. How could he respond so quick?

"I told you that you could not escape."

Did she think that he could not feel the slight movement of her hacking the handcuff?

"No…" Wen He was freaking out. She dropped her hand after ruffling her hair in despair. "I do not want to go to jail!"

The car gradually drove away.

——

Once arriving home from Golden City, Lu Zhaoyang habitually went upstairs to take a look.

There was still no one in Lu Bai's house.

Huo Yunting listlessly followed her up and down the stairs. "There are so many good people out there, can you care about all of them?"

"I do not know anyone else but him." Lu Zhaoyang changed into slippers and went into the bedroom.

Huo Yunting hugged her from behind and carried her up in his arms.

He looked down at her delicate face. "The person you should care most about is me."

Lu Zhaoyang said irritably, "Have you eaten? Yes. Have you recovered from your injury? Yes. I know you are all right. What more do I need to care about you?"

"Care about our life, you know it." His brows arched and laid her on the bed. "Since you do not care about me, then I will have to start caring about you."

"You…" Her eyes were wide open, and she instinctively shrank back as his handsome face drew near. "Your hand has just recovered. Please behave yourself."

"How can you ask me to behave when I have not started yet?"

His moist and hot kisses landed on her neck. Lu Zhaoyang tilted her head and muttered, "Your arm…"

Hot breath from his nostrils blew beside her ear. Her body tingled as if it was a habitual response to his touch.

His baritone voice rang in her ear. "It seems that I have to make a name for myself."

That night, Huo Yunting proved himself with action that he was not only physically fit, but his hand had fully recovered. He racked her with different, non-repeating styles and postures.

The next morning, Lu Zhaoyang woke up in his arms. She was too listless to move a finger.

The man beside her was still asleep. It was Saturday, which meant it was a good time to sleep.

She closed her eyes and fell back to sleep.

She dreamt of Huo Chen.

They were strolling on the campus during college time. The light pink sakura fell with the wind and landed on them.

The next moment, the scene changed; Huo Chen snapped a silver handcuffs on Lu Bai's wrists.

Lu Bai's pure and innocent face was covered with horror as he called out her name.

"Sister…"

Suddenly, a gunshot seemed to scrape past her ear.

"Bang!"

The dream jolted Lu Zhaoyang out of her sleep. She opened her eyes only to find the mesmerizing eyes of Huo Yunting before her.

"You have a bad dream? Or did you dream of me?"

"No." She flipped open the quilt, still feeling a little groggy. "I will make breakfast."

"What is your plan today?"

Huo Yunting probably guessed that it might be related to Lu Bai. He did not want to get jealous about it because he knew it would not help.

He leaned against the headboard. A few strands of his short hair naughtily stood on end. The messy appearance only accentuated his charm.

Lu Zhaoyang gave him a look. "I will stay at home."

"Boring."

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"Don't go! It is someone else's company, why do you have to work so hard?" Huo Yunting got out of bed.

"I am getting such a high salary. Of course, I have to work hard."

"I will pay you. You are mine today!"

Lu Zhaoyang was speechless.

"Thunderbolt is yours. Why care about a little money?"

He put on a cloth and walked toward her.

"Please wear decently in the kitchen." Lu Zhaoyang looked at him up and down before looking away. "You wear next to nothing."

"So, you like it, eh?"

Lu Zhaoyang saw him from her peripheral vision and quickly stopped him. "Don't take it off. Go and get changed. I will accompany you today."

"Okay." Huo Yunting arched his lips and smiled slyly. Before he went, he lowered his head and kissed her on her angry face.

Lu Zhaoyang looked at the shirt he used to wrap around his waist, pouting. He couldn't be more indecent than this.

Next time, she would pull open the curtains in the bedroom and watched if he would still behave so shamelessly.

——

At this moment, Mo Shan, who had just returned from the capital to the city, received information from her stool pigeon.

Her eyes were fixated on the video in front of her. Huo Yunting and Lu Zhaoyang's heads leaned together. The camera was far away, and it was noisy, it could not capture their conversation.

But judging from their interactions, there must be something shady going on between them.

Lu Zhaoyang secretly pinched him. After which, Huo Yunting began to grab her thigh with a lustful smile on his face.

How could it be?

Mo Shan got more uncomfortable as she watched on. Did Huo Yunting not mind even though Lu Zhaoyang and Huo Chen used to be together?

Snapped!

She threw the tablet to the floor. The tablet screen cracked, but the intimate video of the two was still playing.

"Argh!" Mo Shan took the pillow on the sofa and vented her anger on it. "Lu Zhaoyang! Lu Zhaoyang! Bitch!"

The more she thought of it, the angrier she got. How she wished the pillow in her hand was Lu Zhaoyang so that she could tear her to pieces.

What was Huo Yunting thinking? Why did he choose a bitch over her, who was spotless in her reputation?

She must not be a sitting duck. They would only get even more unbridled if she let them alone. Where would she stand? Huo Yunting would less likely to choose her by then.

She must find a way to make Huo Yunting despise Lu Zhaoyang.

She flung the pillow onto the table, and the teacups fell onto the floor and shattered.

——

It was on Monday when Mo Shan drove to Thunderbolt Corp. She did not go into the building first. Instead, she watched quietly from a distance.

At 11 o'clock noon, Mo Shan saw Huo Yunting leaving in his car.

He must be going out for a lunch appointment and would not come back anytime soon.

Mo Shan breathed a sigh of relief and got out of the car. She put on hand and foot gloves so that she left no trace behind before carefully climbing the stairs to the top.

The secretary's office was empty. Perhaps everyone had gone out for lunch.

She evaded all the surveillance cameras and got into the president's office. There, she opened Huo Yunting's computer, it was password locked. She entered Huo Yunting's birth date into the password field.

It did not work.

She entered Lu Zhaoyang's birth date without any hesitation.

Access was granted, but her heart sank.

He even used Lu Zhaoyang's birth date as a password.

Mo Shan gritted her teeth while moving the mouse cursor to browse through the files. She saw one with a familiar name: Golden Territory, the tender for a recent project.

She quickly made a copy of it.