Lu Zhaoyang’s heart fluttered the moment she got back to her office, wondering if she should visit Huo Yunting for the day .
She hesitated, struggled and thought about it . Her rationality advised her to visit but her instinct implored to not see her man because it appeared that she was the source of his wrath .
During lunch, she prompted a video call on Wechat with Lin Yazhi as she had her food at Ge Yu’s cafetaria .
“So—how is he doing?”
“Well— Zhaoyang, I saw Huo Li entering his office just now—with a lunchbox in his hands . ” The camera was then brought moving along the corridor, “I’ll scout for you but if anything happened, please really help me out . ”
“Don’t worry . Huo Yunting won’t aim his flamethrower at you . ” Yazhi was still the daughter of the Mayor after all .
“I mean, I’m practically stepping into his territory . What if he-” The camera froze before the door to the President’s Office . It was Huo Li who came out of the door .
And the screen turned pitch black the next moment as she heard their conversation .
“Oh, if it wasn’t Special Assistant Huo, what a coincidence . You’re having a walk here too?” Zhaoyang could hear the clumsy rustling Yazhi made, as if she was trying to shove it into somewhere . Zhaoyang hoped that he did not overhear their exchange just now .
“Are you sure you’re having a walk here?” Muttered Huo Li as he held his chin, checking out the view in the windows around, “Well, yup . Indeed, the scenery here looks way better than you . Totally worth a walk here . ”
Well, excuse me, homoboy . Very funny, that I think the walls at the toilet look more entertaining than you .
“Anyway,” said Yazhi after coughing once, “Has the President taken his lunch?” She must at least accomplish what her beloved ex-senior requested before blowing up .
“Why do you ask?”
“Well—It’s like this, I ordered some deliveries just now and I realized I had accidentally ordered extra . It tastes really good though . If he hasn’t taken his lunch, he could have it,” said Yazhi which was a lie partially true . She indeed ordered a delivery for her lunch since she had enough with the cafeteria food .
“Oh I see . Great . I just so happened to have yet taken my lunch . Let me help you with the extra lunch . Yazi, you do have what it takes to be a professional scheduling secretary,” said Huo Li, lifting huge steps to the Secretary’s Office .
“Ahem, I meant it for the President . ”
“Can’t I have it? Or do you have an ulterior motive for your ‘lunch’?”
“Nope . Eat it . Just eat it already . ”
Huo Li did not feel shameful at all as he sauntered to her seat and picked that beautifully packaged, exquisite lunchbox on the table, “The environment is good, how about I have my lunch with you here today?”
“No thank you . Take it away, just leave now . ” Lin Yazhi waved the happy man away quickly . There were tears welling in her eyes . Her favorite salmon bento had just changed ownership over a single lie . After a few seconds of idle silence, the video call was disengaged .
It was relieving to hear such exchange between them . Huo Li was still his playful self, which meant Huo Yunting should be alright too .
A few minutes later, she got a message from Lin Yazhi informing her that the President had taken his lunch, everything was okay .
The beast’s recovery was always speedier than normal people .
But it only made Lu Zhaoyang feel guiltier .
Weekend came the moment she woke up on her bed . She tumbled and pondered as she thought about Huo Yunting and his expression whenever he saw her recently .
Nevertheless, she decided to visit his mansion .
“Ma’am, sir has not left the room yet . It appeared that he slept rather late last night . I saw the lights still on during midnight,” reported the maid carefully .
“Insomnia, eh?” She passed a glance at the room upstairs, “Prepare some breakfast for him . I’ll take it to him myself . ”
“It’s already prepared . The master has not been in a good mood lately, take care,” advised the maid as if the little fairy whispering into a young elf hero’s ears before heading for the final boss .
“Alright . ” She took the breakfast tray upstairs . It was a confident walk upstairs but somehow her legs halted right before the door . She felt nervous as she slowly pushed the door open, only to be knotted by a heavy smell of cigarettes and alcohol .
So—he had insomnia last night and decided to treat it with drinking and smoking?
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