President, Please Be Careful
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Zhao Youlin took a deep breath to calm herself down. He dragged Luo Weibing off the ground and said, “It's uncomfortable to talk here. Come with me."

He dragged her to a small tea house. After which, Zhao Youlin began to explain to Luo Weibing the reason she looked like that. Luo Weibing was dazed after hearing his words.

After a long time, it was only then that he spoke to her with a pale face, "What do you mean now that you are ... resurrected in someone else's body?" Zhao Youlin nodded.

Then, he briefly explained his current state. Of course, she removed her true identity from her husband who was not actually hers, as well as her own current background.

After hearing this, Luo Weibing was stunned again. She asked flatly, "Sister Lin, are you saying that you have not only risen in anyone's body, but have unfortunately been resurrected in the body of a married woman?"

“Hm.”

“This married woman already has a three-year-old son. But, her father, your current husband, has a mistress outside and hence, she demands divorce?”

“Hm.”

Luo Weibing's jaw fell. But, he didn't say anything. Finally, he covered his face silently, raised his hand and retreated to a corner.

He replied, “Damn! That was too much information for a very short time! I need to calm down.”

Zhao Youlin was speechless. Zhao Youlin glanced at Luo Weibing who was chanting in the corner. He could not help but roll his eyes again.

She wondered if tying this man up at the last minute to help him out was the right choice. Luo Weibing was stuck in a dilemma for half a day. He had a hard time forcing himself to accept such a supernatural phenomenon.

Zhao Youlin raised the tea served on the table and took a sip. Then, he propped up his cheek with one hand.

He looked at Luo Weibing's anxious face but looked handsome and said with a gentle smile, “As the saying goes, follow Jones. He can file for divorce as he wishes. But, it can't just end. How meaningless it would be to be too separated. It would be more fun to make a fuss about our divorce. As a man, he could only look for a mistress outside and demand to file for divorce. Likewise, how could I not find another man as well? Who says only men can find a mistress?”

He looked at Luo Weibing who was starting to shiver. He almost wanted to hide under the table. He trembled, and said, "Sister Lin, despite being flirtatious, I only want to be a legitimate husband, not a lover." After Luo Weibing finished speaking, Zhao Youlin glared at him coldly.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Huh? You mean... You don't want to?”

Luo Weibing shivered and simply rolled down from the chair. He rushed to get up from the ground and said with flattery, “I'll be very prepared! What an honor for a lifetime to act as your lover! I will do my duty until I die and complete the mission even if it costs my life!"

"That's fine. Remember to behave yourself later. I made an appointment with my ex-husband half an hour ago to meet at the cafe next door.”

Luo Weibing's heart stiffened as he recalled something. She asked softly, "Sister Lin, who called your half hour ... when did you start counting that half hour?" It had been more than half an hour since they entered the cafe.

However, he had never seen Zhao Youlin call anyone to make an appointment. Zhao Youlin raised her head to look at the clock behind her, as if she had just found it.

Then, he said nonchalantly, “Oh, it's been over an hour! Its alright. Bosses like him were used to waiting for others to wait for him. He feels his own medicine will be a new change.”

He fell speechless. Luo Weibing looked at Zhao Youlin, speechless... He sat down quietly opposite her.

They had not even met each other, and he could already feel the hostility in the air. He could already predict the upcoming war. Is it too late for him to escape?!