<h4>Chapter 93: How Romantic</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    No doubt, Huang Dong’s act of installing bugs in Huo’s office certainly crossed the line. As the devil he was, Huo would not spare that Humpty Dumpty so easily.


    That’s what I thought...


    But Yu Man’er and Mo Shan, the two who plotted the kidnap, are still fine?


    Mo Shan is in a position that I can hardly touch, especially when Huo Yunting is there. I had seen the two of them doing nonsensical things at the office countless times.


    Still...ugh.


    Lu Zhaoyang got up from her bed as she rolled out of the nket.


    There was no drama worthy to be mentioned in detail. Huang Dong was low-profile and almost unheard throughout the meeting.


    That would be the problem since the mastermind behind Huang Dong would not be revealed as long as there was no further acts from him. The mastermind did appear to be more patient than Zhaoyang imagined.


    Zhaoyang got to her office with the signed paperworks. Thendline rang again even before she pulled her chair—it was President Huo, of course. She did not manage to distribute those papers and the president summoned her to the office, where she stood with a cold, dead stare at the nonchnt president on hisputer.


    Timepsed awkwardly in silence, till Zhaoyang initiated, “Anything, sir?”


    “My schedule today.” Huo Yunting’s eyes remained fixed upon theputer screen. Only if Zhaoyang could move a bit more, she might be able to peek what was on the screen.


    Her woman’s instinct told her however, that Huo must be having a dinner date with Mo Shan tonight.


    “There’s nothing on schedule today.”


    She was expecting an indifferent invitation from Huo to leave the office, yet the man lifted his head with his usualzy nce, “Well, here’s one now. We’re off to the movies tonight.” He smiled.


    “Well, that’s on *your* schedule. Not mine.”


    <i>I have had enough with your “date”, thank you very much. Even the housemaid knows you’re there to make me a star at the cinema, after everything you did during the auction.</i>


    <i>I am so done with your attention-seeking behavior, seriously, no one would buy the story of a brother and sister having a movie night together.</i>


    <i>Especially when the brother does lots of funny things to his “sister”.</i>


    “This is not a date. We are going to *experience* the cinema at Festive Square. It’s called ‘Auditing’. Remember to submit a report tomorrow.”


    “My dear president, shall you have the need to increase my workload, just say it.”


    Seriously Huo, have I look not enough busy for you?


    “I see what you meant. Wish granted, with mercy I bestow you one work less, your report will be done verbally instead. You may leave now,” said the president squinting his eyes solemnly like a god.


    Zhaoyang’s cheeks were twitching when she left the office to distribute the documents.


    In addition, she also prepared herself for the “work” that night. And certainly, she was sure that it was another authority-misused moment again.


    Festive Square was arge entertainment ground owned by Thunderbolt Corp. It had already been a month since it operated. There was clearly no need for further “auditing”.


    When dusk came, they exited thepany building and spotted Huo’s Rolls-Royce there.


    Again, Huo Li was the driver when both of them got into the car, “Sir, ma’am, on a date? How romantic...”


    “Yes, Huo Li? Feeling lonely tonight?” Teased Huo Yunting.


    “Excuse me, I’m so handsome and charming that women flocked to me all the time. Not lonely, just not feeling connected, just need some time,” babbled Huo Li as he drove away. He might be a chatty person but he led a steady ride.


    With the men’s talk ringing in her ears, Zhaoyang remained silent, trying to make them forget that she existed.


    The car parked before a restaurant. An appointment was seemingly made. The car zoomed away the moment they were escorted by the waitress. They walked past the dining crowd, the ballroom and stopped before a cabin. It was Huo who first halted his step in the confused gaze of the waitress.


    “I don’t like this cabin,” and he headed out.


    Lu peeked through the door. That cabin was perfectly sized, perfectly furnished with a perfect view and atmosphere.


    The heck he’s thinking again!?