WARNING! Tsundere President

“You just toppled an entire basket of cherries over the place. Now, apologize. Maybe he would give you some jam later,” replied Zhaoyang as she calmly walked past the bodyguard without any fear. She believed Lu Bai would not harm a fly.

Yan Se looked through the cherry trees and gave Lu Bai a skeptical look, “Are you sure that brother of yours isn’t here?”

“He’s here.” That was a lie. Lu Bai was just messing with her. Chen Jiu did not even dare to take the trash out at that point of time after what happened to him.

“Well, both of you better don’t play any trick. If you do, I’ll smack the heck out of him!” Yan Se might be a hamster-eater but she was no wimp!

However, Lu Zhaoyang could tell Lu Bai was joking based on his brief smile.

After they had collected a few baskets of cherries, they went to the little farm kitchen nearby for food. Yan Se was marching around Lu Zhaoyang the whole time—until she saw the table of food at the buffet.

The three of them went separate ways afterwards, though Yan Se was pretty unhappy as she recalled the minutes she wasted on pleading Lu Bai to let her in his house for wine instead of finishing that all-you-can-eat.

“Yes, Boss. She’s going home now. Okay.” She drove away after reporting to Huo Yunting on her phone.

She frowned, very confused as she thought back about the conversation she had with Huo Yunting who seemed to know that Lu Bai would show up from the very beginning. He did not order her to catch that boy immediately when she mentioned about him. He was calm.

“Well then—Lu Bai should be a good guy and would not hurt my lady boss.”

Yan Se did not head back to her accommodation. She was tailing after Lu Bai, heyhooing joyfully like the singing dwarfs the whole time. “Cherry delicacies, here I co-”

That was when the car made a severe jerk at the front.

She nearly crashed into Lu Bai’s car.

What the hell is this young man doing?

“Hi, Bai,” she greeted nicely after winding down the window upon seeing Lu Bai leaving his car.

“We aren’t that close. So, stop calling me by my name.”

“Who said I was calling your name? I said hi and BYE.”

Lu Bai snorted, lowered his head and asked gravely, “When will you stop stalking me?”

“Excuse me?” Yan Se put on her sunglasses, raising her brows, “Did you own this road or what? I might be driving on this road but that doesn’t mean I’m stalking you.”

“Ugh,” responded Lu Bai, as he remembered the saying about how women were hard to please. He decided to not argue with this massive eater and turned away, “Okay, you can stop following me now!”

“Okay!”

NAHHHH!

She spat her tongue after retreating back into her car.

I wanted to know where you live and most importantly, where Chen Jiu, that criminal lives! 

That guy hurt my boss last time, I can’t just let him go easily!

Lu Bai’s car zoomed away in loud engine cries.

“?!” Yan Se’s car sped up and chased him after.

“Dang it. I thought he’s just a simple weeaboo who doesn’t know anything other than lines from Initial-Ds. He actually drives mad!” Shouted Yan Se with large eyes upon missing Lu Bai’s car after a few sharp turns at the alley.

“Hmph! You thought your little trick would stop me?” Yan Se dialed at lightning speed and put on her Bluetooth earphone, “Huo Li, find me the location of this car number. HURRY!”

In the meantime, Lu Bai arrived by his apartment after he had managed to escape. He parked his car, looked around cautiously and headed right into the building after having confirmed that there was nobody else around.

And a red sports car halted next to his car right after he had gone upstairs.

The woman from the car stormed into the building.

Lu Bai scanned his fingerprint and punched in the code to unlock the room.

“Ol’ Jiu?” There was no response and Chen Jiu was nowhere to be found.

“Ol’ Jiu?!” He screamed upon seeing the sign that sent chills down his spine.

There was tea on the table—two cups of them. Who had the extra cup?

He hurled the packed cherries to the sofa and walked through the entire room.

Chen Jiu was truly not inside the house.

In the midst of suspense, the tiny painted scroll hung on the wall fell, on which he saw—a few holes made by bullets, as confirmed by the shrapnel he found on the floor nearby. He bent down to pick it as he heard footsteps coming behind.

“Ol’ Jiu?”

“Where is he?” It was Yan Se.

Lu Bai wrapped the shrapnel in his palm, “Your men caught them. Who else?”