Chapter 239: Arrogant Pr*ck

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Huo Yunting maintained his posture, his smile deepening with baleful intent.

Lu Zhaoyang thought she might have gone crazy to have seen that. She bit down her teeth, took the showerhead, and sprayed warm water all over the man in front of him.

“You could have just told me if you want to shower together, why ask so indirectly?” Huo Yunting allowed himself to be soaked wet and then began to remove his clothes.

Lu Zhaoyang cursed him under her breath and walked around him to make her escape.

She left the guest room and went back straight to the master bedroom. She locked the door, changed into her pyjamas, and then snuggled under her blanket.

The words she spoke in the bathroom had been direct enough. Surely Huo Yunting would not come looking for her again?

Huo Yunting was still standing the bathroom, continuing to undress. His gaze was old. He never spent so much effort on any other woman.

…

Lu Zhaoyang waited long enough, but nothing happened. In the end, she felt safe enough to fall asleep.

She was always plagued with nightmares of Huo Yunting when she was abroad. Now that the man was just a room away, she did not see him in her dreams anymore.

After a good night’s sleep, she felt much better the next morning.

This might be attributed to the peaceful sleep she had or her shouting at Huo Yunting last night in the bathroom.

It was a weekend so she did not need to work. When she went downstairs, she saw Huo Yunting in gray casual clothes watching a movie on the sofa with his legs crossed. He looked idle and carefree.

What happened to all the hecticness he stressed about back at the Huo residence?

Lu Zhaoyang took one last look at his face and then walked past him without a word.

The maid immediately served her breakfast at the dining room.

After she was done, the butler handed over a black luggage bag to her. It probably contained the things she had left behind at the Huo residence.

She looked at Huo Yunting, who was still at the sofa, and asked, “Is it for me?”

The arrogant pr*ck did not respond one bit.

Fine!

Lu Zhaoyang did not ask again and followed the butler upstairs.

Huo Yunting heard her leaving and threw a flat glance at the stairs.

This woman and her impatience. Why can’t she just ask again?

If she hated him so much, she should not have appeared in front of him, so why would she keep moving around him?

Huo Yunting could not have it. He stood up, straightened his shirt, and then went upstairs.

Lu Zhaoyang did not leave much behind, but she had her identification papers in the luggage bag. Perhaps that was why Huo Yunting took the entire bag back for her.

She crouched down and began to unpack. When she took out her documents and stood up again, Huo Yunting had entered the room.

She frowned and made to leave.

Is he a spirit? Why can’t I hear him every single time?!

Lu Zhaoyang went to the dresser. Before she could sit down, he said, “Lu Zhaoyang, maybe you should keep our marriage certificate too.”

“Wasn’t I the one keeping it all this while?” She simply did not keep it with her identification papers, that was all.

“Oh…” Huo Yunting dragged his exclamation. “I thought you had forgotten who your husband is and need to read the certificate again to remind yourself.”

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