Chapter 96: Show one’s hand
Chapter 96: Show one’s hand
Chapter 96: Show one's hand
Driving a powder puffed Babos G800, Kim Jung-seok still numbed himself with 'I'm just the driver, it's not up to me'.
He would never admit that he was in love with this pink mechanical monster.
Lovely appearance, tough interior lines, the more you look at the difference, the more you like it.
Hey, I love it.
"BOSS, here we are." Kim Jong Shuo changed the name, this is in and Parker group, secretary office to make the change after deliberation.
President, president, more South Korean localization, but he now needs more bad image.
After all, the Commerce Department interview took place not so long ago.
Kim Jong Seok has no feelings about this, for a North Korean defector, the boss is a South Korean, a South Korean, what's the difference?
"Wait for me here." Out of the car, Li Zhenyu rang the doorbell.
"Jin Woo, is that you?"
"Nay, Noona."
"Wait..."
There was the sound of running footsteps in the yard, and then the iron door was opened, and Kim Ji-yeon stood there panting.
"Jin Yu." Kim Ji-yeon seemed to have a thousand words to say to him.
"Come on, take me to my uncle." Li Zhenyu held her hand and took the lead in walking to the house.
"Zhenyu, Zhenyu let go." Kim tried to break free, but tried several times without success.
Until the two people pulled so, appeared in front of the two men in the main hall of the room, the welcome smile of the two faces was completely deadlocked.
"What are you doing? Oh, Kim Ji-yeon, come to me now."
The older man glared at his daughter with his hands on his hips.
"Chairman Kim, long time no see." Li Zhenyu took over the conversation, smiling and nodding.
In the face of him, the other side is like to change his face, a bright smile piled on his face, and he said: "Ha ha, Zhenyu, we have not seen each other for a long time."
How to become divided, what is called president, to call uncle, you so I will be angry, the next time I see your father, I can ask him."
Hearing the other side's warning, Li Zhenyu did not panic, "Yes, please also say hello to him for me."
Want to use the old Qiu to crush him, don't look at how many years he has been away from home.
Have you ever seen a child who's been pampered? Well, you saw it today.
See him in front of his father without fear, still holding his sister's hand, Jin Juncheng can not stand his attitude.
"Lee Jin-woo, don't let her go." Jin Joon-sung lunged at him, reaching out to grab his collar.
My father had to worry about his family, but I didn't.
It's normal, isn't it, for young people to fight each other?!
Can not wait for him to walk in front of Li Zhenyu, people on the feet off the ground was lifted.
It's stuck in the jaws of his neck, making it hard for him to breathe.
"Junseong... Jin Woo, what are you doing? Let him go."
Jin Zaizhong anxious stare big eyes, he is really angry.
"Oba ~" Jin Zhiyan eyes with tears, pull his hand more and more hard.
Boom.
Jin Juncheng fell to the ground, Li Zhenyu let go of his hand, "sorry, I forgot how strong he is now, just want to play a joke with you, Juncheng brother."
Li Zhenyu took the initiative to step forward and extend his hand to him.
The door slammed, the car quietly toward the distance, Li Zhenyu and Jin Zhiyan also re-closed the door.
"Jin Woo, how can you say that in front of them?" Only two people, Jin Zhiyan no longer pressure the anxiety of the heart.
"What? Never mind that." Lee put his finger on her lips, smiled and asked, "What did you call me in there?"
"Zhenyu!" Jin Zhiyan dont understand, he still have the mood to care about this.
"Arnie, not this..." Lee Jin-woo put his head close to her ear and said in a strange ending voice, "It is Oh-bah."
Jin Zhiyan remembered that when the big brother was lifted up by him, he was worried that he would impulsively have a greater contradiction with his family, and could not help Shouting "Oba." '
"... No, I'm calling Kim Jun-sung." Jin Zhiyan bowed his head, the bottom of his heart shy some tickle.
Before he stood in front of himself, facing the way his father and brother looked.
Kim Ji-yeon vowed that she would never forget it.
"You never call him Oba, don't you always use dog Jin Junsung instead?"
Kim Ji-yeon was amused by him and raised her small fist and hit him hard on the chest.
Li Zhenyu clutching the chest, exaggerated expression bowed back, "Ohm ~ pain pain, I hurt, ah ~ call 119."
Kim Ji-yeon bit her lower lip and raised her fists in shame and anger, blasting them against his chest.
"Call 119, let you call 119, shoot you, shoot you..."
Splat.
His wrists were held easily by him, his body against the inertia of his arms, his face pressed against the firm chest.
Knock, knock, knock...
Kim Ji-yeon heard a strong heartbeat, like a beating in her heart, making her heart beat faster and faster.
Heat intensifies, Jin Zhiyan feel the hot breath closer and closer.
Involuntarily, she closed her eyes and murmured, "Don't be here, Jin-woo ~ Oba!"
Buzz, buzz
In the middle of the night, the phone rang, Li Zhenyu had to get up from the bed just lying down, pick up the phone and connect: "Angry Gu sai yo!"
"Me."
The impatience on Lee's face disappeared and was replaced by a calm, "What's wrong?"
"Next time, better use your head before you speak. No marriage, do you know how many people should think about it?"
"I just don't marry, not don't have children."
"A bastard, and you'd think the old men would agree that he should inherit the Li family."
"I remember. I'm a bastard, too."
"... The doctor is your birth mother. Don't forget that out there."
Li Qiu did not give him the opportunity to respond, hang the line, Li Zhenyu also loosen the phone, let it fall on the sofa.
Perhaps it is the sake of the mobile phone, this time he can use a calm mood to talk with the old Qiu.
Like he just said, he's a bastard.
But, externally, he has always said that he was born of the great lady, is a legitimate legitimate.
Lao Qiu called not to force him to marry, but to tell him the importance of "righteousness".
He solved the problem with the big lady.
How to solve Li Zhenyu in the future is his own consideration.
You can't go home with a dozen illegitimate children, put them in the family tree and pick out the right heir.
That way, Quanzhou Li's old family will never agree.
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