WARNING! Tsundere President

falling body onto his throne.

His action was like a grunt of a mafia yet there was an extra grace to him.

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”Whatever you perceive it to be.
Just go home with me. ”

Mommy said it was something very important — he must be there.

”By hook or by crook. ” Madam Xue ’s words echoed.

”You ’re no good as a negotiator.
How about you tell me what exactly has happened so I can actually process the request of yours, ” said Huo slothily with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

”I have no idea.
Do whatever you want then. ”

There was simply no point for her to convince him any further if he turned over a deaf ear to whatever she said.
Lu eventually left the room.

Her departure was a surprise to Huo.

She doesn ’t know the situation for real?

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Well, why do I care? Not like this so-called ”great news ” has anything to do with me.

Who knows, the great news is I get a new sibling in my family.

Meh!

(At Huo family ’s mansion)

”What? Alright…sigh… ” Madam Xue hung up after receiving the latest report from her daughter.

With heavy steps, she walked back to the living room, as her gaze worrisomely shone upon her husband reading the finance newspaper.

What should I do…Yunting isn ’t coming back…

Huo Zhenning felt Madam Xue ’s presence as he placed the newspaper down.
As he took the cup of tea, he looked at her, ”How was it? ”

She shook her head in disappointment, ”Yang said he seems curious of what happened though.
Should we tell h- ”

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”NO! ” The green tea spilled.
”Honey… ” Madam Xue took a piece of pocket tissue from her purse and wiped his scalded hand gently, which caused his expression to soften, ”Yuming…sorry for troubling you. ”

”It ’s all happiness after we got married.
There ’s no trouble. ”
”Well… ” Huo Zhenning gazed at her calmly, ”Only one way to do. ”

”What? ” Muttered Madam Xue, bewildered.

Huo Zhenning, with her hand in his, escorted her to his reading room.

In the room filled with tall racks, there laid a wooden desk lit dimly in the corner, with a stack of invitations branded in gold, all meant for the elites.

”You ’re writing an invitation for her? ”

”No other way… ” Mumbled Huo Zhenning, as he picked an empty red card and began writing.

Penning an invitation just to get one ’s child home — it sounded ridiculous and… pathetic…