WARNING! Tsundere President

oo bad, Yan Sinian could not be bothered to even look at his beautifully-named friend.
He examined the shocked look on Mo Ning, “I guess wise people think alike, huh?”

 Mo Ning looked away while rolling her eyes.

 “Hahaha.” And Yan Sinian shut her mouth, leaving Feng Jie grabbing his face in remorse of being mistaken as a tranny again.

 The next half an hour lapsed like a year.
It was awkward.
Very awkward.
Huo Run did not feel easy on her seat at all.
She glanced at Yan Sinian who also happened to have looked at her.

 Huo Run could tell the hostile and disgusted look in his eyes.
It was as if she was an unwanted prop in his surrounding.

 “Mo Ning.” She cleared her throat, “H-how about we play some games?”

 “Okay!” Unexpectedly Yan Sinian was the first to agree, “Let’s play…” With his eyes fixed upon Mo Ning, he took the glass of wine Feng Jie refilled for him.
He was pondering and he pondered deeply, to an extent that his eyes squinted in wonder.

 Mo Ning gulped, wondering if the dark godfather would do a Russian Roulette where one glass would be filled with poison or the drinking game would involve an actual gun he had in his sleeve.

 “Poker cards.” He said each syllable clearly as if announcing an upcoming demise.

 “…”

 Mo Ning rolled her eyes while Feng Jie could feel his smile twitching, “Can you just shut up for 5 minutes? Please?” Pleaded Feng Jie.

 Of all games, you chose to play POKER CARDS? Do we look like a bunch of Japanese primary school kids on their seven-year-old birthday party? 

 For Pete’s sake, you’re the DARK GODFATHER who can summon your henchmen to perform a massacre at a single flick of your fingers and you want to play Poker Cards? 

 “It’s decided.
We are playing this,” said Yan Sinian joyfully, “The classic game.
With a twist,” he smiled, “Whoever gets the Poker card last, has to answer a question.”

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