Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
His eyes remained fixed upon the glaring computer screen while his hand restlessly reached for the mug away from his reach. That was when the corners of his eyes caught Lin Yazhi staring at him.
He nearly fell off his chair.
“How long you’ve been there? And what’s with that look? What do you want?”
The question was responded with an eyeroll from Lin Yazhi, “I am here just to give you a few words about our dear President. I definitely understand he has not been in a great mood lately but could you at least stop him from touching all those bottles again? Can’t you see? Do you need to have a look yourself on how bad he looks right now?”
Lin Yazhi was right. The longer the President had to bear with his headache, the more the little secretaries like her had to suffer.
Gosh—Zhaoyang, my great Senior Zhaoyang, come back already…
I can’t take this anymore! Only you could handle the beast! Sniff…
“I would love to help. But it’s not like he’s listening.” It would be a miracle if Huo Yunting listened to him for once.
“Well, excuse me, someone is his P.A here and he has one job!” Lin Yazhi then stormed out of the office with despise.
“Tsk. I’m not Belle, alright. Let the real Belle deal with the real beast.” Huo Li then got up to pour himself some water before getting back to his work.
The office of Thunderbolt Corp. remained dead and gloomy like a courtyard for the following days, as the owner of this grave grew more volatile and ill-tempered. There was also once where he just swept the entire stack of contracts off the table right after Lin Yazhi placed it on his desk. News Flash! The President suddenly stomped his way out of the meeting room during one colleague’s presentation today.
The staff looked at each other in confusion.
“Will Thunderbolt Corp. shut down one day…?”
“At this rate, should I start looking for a job on Glassdoor now?”
“Is President Huo ever going to be alright?”
“Sec…” Huo Li got up from his seat and followed the moody man to his office, wondering the hows and whys as if it was the biggest mystery since Atlantis.
What’s wrong? What has gotten into Brother Ting again?
Wait…
Huo Li remembered something. During that presentation, someone mentioned something…
What was the case study again?
Zhaoyang Property?
Oh—Of all property companies, why??
He gave a knock at the door and carefully pushed it open, only to see the angry man pouring himself a glass of Vodka. He hissed as his face tightened upon sight.
He’s into her. Yup, definitely, he’s into her!
“Hold it!” Like an ace attorney, Huo Li raised his palm and interrupted Huo Yunting as he sprinted towards the desk and snatched the bottle away.
By hook or by crook, he had to stop him from drinking today! Brother Ting had been drinking way too much these days!
Huo Yunting took a soulless glance at the half-empty glass and took a sip, “Found anything?”
“Not yet. But I plan to have a look myself. Those subordinates you have aren’t as great as your Brother Huo Li. I swear I would find them out!” He passed Huo Yunting a wink and did a serious cough.
“Ahem, but, I got to say, the second young master is the real deal after all. It might take some time. But, promise me, my beloved Prince Charming Ting, stop drinking when I am not around. Okay?”
Seriously, at this rate he would be admitted to the hospital, diagnosed with cirrhosis.
Huo Yunting’s frozen face finally cracked with an expression. He frowned, “Not okay.”
Not okay at all. If I sent Huo Li to look for them, it would only show that I actually care.
And I can’t let them know that.
Huo Li tried fixing his dropped jaw. He thought he would convince Brother Ting to let him go. He even bought himself a nice first class flight. Great, Brother Ting was acting up again.
“Okay, okay, fine. Not going. I’m not going, I swear.”
Sighs, I’ll—stay. Just in case this beast broke his jar of rose again.
…
Mo Shan covered her mouth in surprise. She could not believe what she overheard.
Them? They? Not “her”?
I knew it! I knew Lu Zhaoyang did not go outstation! She had run away with another man!
Huo Li said—the second master…
What? Doesn’t that mean Yunting’s uncle was the one who snatched his woman?!
Huo Chen—Lu Zhaoyang…
What are they?
She backed away from Yunting’s office quietly and headed straight back to the entrance.
The moment she got into her car, her trembling hand pulled out her phone from her purse. She dialed excitedly, “Hello. Go find out about Huo Chen and Lu Zhaoyang, their education background, their family, everything since they were born!”
“Alright, Miss Mo. Immediately,” she hung up with a satisfied smile.
She then pressed the button to turn on the engine and smiled with an indescribable joy.
One day, Lu Zhaoyang. One day, I’ll know everything.
Just wait.
She made an elegant U-turn with her car and zoomed away
