WARNING! Tsundere President Chapter 945 - Huo Ran? Huo Run? Past Tense or Present?

That person was her father—or precisely, her adopted father.

Huo Yunting, the president of Thunderbolt Corp., the terror who could stir a whirlwind in the business industry with a snap of a finger!

But why…

Huo Run was stupefied upon those eyes.

Why would he have the same eyes as father?

Is he his child?

No…

No!

Impossible!

I remember what father told me before. It was a girl they lost, not a boy!

No way I would remember it wrong! I remember every SINGLE WORD father said. The accursed confession of his on my fifteenth birthday! I still can’t believe he could tell me that I’m not their biological daughter that nonchalantly after I blew out my candles.

“But, sweetie, you need to know. Huo Ran will always be our only daughter and you, Huo Run, are probably not even a good replacement.”

WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT? DAD?

No. *Father* What do you mean by that, father?

“We just pity you for being an orphan having no place to go.”

I DON’T NEED YOUR PRETENTIOUS EFFORTS!

Huo Ran?

Huo Run?

I’m just a replacement? With an uncreative name containing minimal alphabetical change that n.o.body likes at all?

The rage blinded Huo Run as she scowled at Mo Ning. In Mo Ning’s eyes, Huo Run was no longer that shrinking violet before. She broke free from Mo Ning’s grip and distanced herself away. It might sound rude but it was a rather sound reaction which every girl would do.

“Thank you but I need to go.”

“…” Mo Ning raised her brows.

What’s wrong? What is this hostility?

Had I offended her?

Weird.

She frowned and returned to her cla.s.sroom, only to see Huo Run again at the other corner of the cla.s.sroom. She never noticed Huo Run before this because Huo Run’s place was always flooded by people.

“Hey, Mo Ning, you’re back. Here, have a sandwich,” invited Liu Beibei sitting next to her. Mo Ning then quietly chewed on her peanut b.u.t.ter and jelly sandwich without the sides while they waited for the cla.s.s to start.

That was when a female cla.s.smate stormed into the cla.s.sroom, nearly knocked down the few chairs in her way and shouted as if bidding farewell to her family on a moving cruise, “Everyone! Listen! Get to the school gate now! Our university has got a new handsome man at the door! He’s very rich too! Come on, let’s go!”

The entire cla.s.s went quiet before it began boiling.

“Okay, handsome man? Is he as gorgeous as Mo Ning?”

“Rich, handsome and tall? Are you sure he’s not gay? So rare! Let’s have a look!”

Then the cla.s.sroom was almost empty, leaving Huo Run who was too elegant and otherworldly to be bothered by men. Mo Ning and Liu Beibei both were not interested in the new cla.s.smate at all.

Liu Beibei whispered, “Ning, how about we go have a look too? Don’t want to get singled out here…”

Mo Ning rolled her eyes.

Guess Beibei was too weak to be different for once, even if it meant to bring her even more humiliation from people who don’t care about her wellbeing.

“Alright…” And then they exited the cla.s.sroom, spotted the crowd at the school gate, if it was not the announcement just now, they would have imagined the school concert was held a month earlier.

What? Is BTS here to hold a dance performance?

Mo Ning crossed her arms and got dragged into the crowd and there she spotted a bright red Ferrari glossing under the sun.

“Wow.”

“Isn’t that the limited edition Ferrari released years ago? I saw it on my dad’s catalogue last birthday.”

“That would cost at least a department of my dad’s company!”

The girls began shrieking the moment the door was open and a tall man exited his ride in his beige trousers specially tailored for him.

He was wearing a plain white T-s.h.i.+rt, his hair was untidy yet it displayed his personality—one of the pretty privileges perhaps.