WARNING! Tsundere President Chapter 821 - I’m just a bit sad

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“You sure get well fast. Too bad, I haven’t had enough cuddling you.”

“I’m fine…” Wen He’s words resounded weakly in the car, “I’m just—well…”

I am just a bit sad…

“I know, I know.” Gu Jinzhi held his chin and muttered, “I know how it feels to never get something when you want it so much.”

Wen He frowned in bewilderment and glared upon him, “The heck you know.”

“You’re right.” Gu Jinzhi lifted his eyebrows mischievously, “I mean I’m a well-behaved boy still untainted by adulthood, unlike somebody…”

“SHHH!” Wen He closed her eyes. She did not having the mood for bickering.

When the car stopped in front of her apartment, she quickly exited.

“Wen He, don’t take the day off tomorrow,” said Gu Jinzhi like a greedy blood-sucking employer, “Else—I’ll cut your wages.”

“You can kiss my a.r.s.e.” Wen He headed upstairs without even looking back at him.

“Really? Can’t wait.” Gu Jinzhi giggled while Wen He rolled her eyes as she sprinted upstairs. She tossed her heels onto the shelf and just pounced upon her bed.

She had not been sleeping for the past night.

The second day came and everything was normal—she rubbed her eyes, ranted about her life being a dancer, took a lazy shower in the bathroom and looked at the nightlife outside before departing in her dark coat.

She was calm. The demand for her never went down as she moved from one cabin to another. No one could tell she was not well inside. A week quickly pa.s.sed by and she arrived by the bureau after having her leave approved by Gu Jinzhi.

She sat on one of the benches in the room filled with men and women gasping in excitement for their future or sighing in relief for breaking free.

She looked through the window where couples happily strolled through the trail of Sycamores after confirming their relations.h.i.+p.

She felt lost.

She never wanted to do it, yet…

I have to end this. It has to stop. There’s no point keeping this up.

The sun sank into the mountain as nightfall came when the clock struck at 8 o’ clock.

She was waiting but Huo Chen did not show up. “Excuse me, miss, we are closing.”

“Oh? Okay—I see. Yeah, sorry.” She sat under the Sycamore tree, her sentiment became a scowling confusion.

What the heck is that man doing?

Is it fun to make me wait the entire afternoon? It’s like I’m resting my head at the guillotine, ready to be executed but the man never came! I felt like a fool!

She made a few calls to Huo Chen, all unanswered.

Could something have happened to Huo Chen? Let me call Lu Bai.

“H-h.e.l.lo?”

“Wen He! How are you?”

“Not fine at all. Did you know where Huo Chen is, by any chance?”

“Uhh—I thought you knew about this.”

“What?”

“His mother has pa.s.sed away.”

“Old Mrs. Huo?”

“You didn’t know that?” Lu Bai was surprised, “She pa.s.sed away quite some time ago. Brother Ting and sis did not know how they should break the news to Huo Chen but I told him when we met. He said he’s going back home afterwards.”

Wen He was silent.

No wonder he did not show up. Not because he wants to troll me. He got into something. Something big.

“Is—Is he okay then?”

“Do you really have to ask this?” Lu Bai was annoyed, “Brother Ting and my sister are already on their way to the cemetery, having heard that Huo Chen had not left the place for a day. I thought you are there too. Wait, what happened between you and Huo Chen?”

“…” She hung up without a response.

She remembered a lot of things about Old Mrs. Huo—her sincere smile when she saw her son happily married after having his heart broken by her daughter-in-law, her love towards Huo Chen being a brilliant son. With that in context, Wen He thought about their plan today.

It felt woozy and complicated as she quickly called back to Lu Bai to ask for the address and rushed there on plane. She was literally screaming at the receptionist for the most recent flight.

It was midnight when she got there.

Under the faint moonlight, she saw Huo Chen’s car by the cemetery.

It was obvious that the man had not left. She grimaced and headed in.

Huo Chen was there standing before a rather new tombstone at the end of the cemetery.