Chapter 61 Typhoon

The hotel where Big Bang stayed was in a busy neighborhood, next to a late-night snack street. No matter how late it was, there were always people coming and going here, and it was said that the taste of the late-night snacks was famous in Tokyo - there was a foodie in the team, and the first thing that the entire Big Bang, including the staff around them, would ask about was the food wherever they went.

"Brother, don't be fooled by the crowded street on the left. But I asked the staff here, and they said the ones on the right actually taste better, and they have food from all over the world!" Seungri introduced as he led his brothers out of the hotel.

Top smiled reservedly, the hard lines on his face softening considerably. The cool, handsome boy instantly transformed into the shy older brother next door when he heard about delicious food. However, even though everyone knew Top's nature, he still emphasized for the hundred and first time: "Today's work meal is truly awful. Did you all not eat enough?"

As soon as Top said this, the brothers all lowered their heads, trying not to laugh out loud. However, Seungri's shrugging of his shoulders was suspicious. Even G-Dragon, who was in a bad mood, couldn't help but curl his lips, as if forgetting his worries from the previous moment. Taeyang also responded seriously for the hundred and first time: "Yeah, brother, we are all hungry."

"Eat more later." Top thought he was taking care of his younger brothers like an elder brother.

Victory and Dacheng, who were walking in the front, exchanged a glance, and once again, they had to endure a new round of hardship. "There are so many flaws, brother!" Coming out of the hotel gate and at the bottom of the stairs, Victory suddenly stopped, staring ahead with a ghostly look.

Top asked, "Seungri, why don't you leave..." His voice stopped abruptly when he looked up and saw the woman in front of him. Obviously, everyone else saw it, and they turned to look at G-Dragon tacitly.

"Jiyong..."

Quan Zhilong put his hands in his pockets, glanced indifferently at a certain woman with tearful eyes in the night, and said expressionlessly to Seungri who was in the front: "Let's go."

"Oh... OK!" Shengli nodded as if suddenly waking up, pretending not to see the woman in front of him. He turned back and said as he walked, "I know a place with authentic tamagoyaki. Let's go over and see if they're open today."

Kiko Mizuhara bit her lip in embarrassment. Ever since she became involved with G-Dragon, no one in the circle treated her like this no matter what. Of course, it was not that Kiko Mizuhara could not tolerate other people's contempt. Before she became famous, this kind of treatment happened frequently. But when the person who ignored her became the man she loved, things became a different matter.

Of course, despite feeling embarrassed and a sense of inexplicable grievance, Kiko Mizuhara wouldn't leave in tears. She hadn't come to G-Dragon for no reason. She'd heard from her connections that the news a few days ago about G-Dragon clarifying his relationship with her on a certain program wasn't groundless. It was said that G-Dragon had truly made up his mind to sever ties with her this time—how could that be? She'd finally gotten to this point, how could she let all her years of hard work and management go to waste? Furthermore, Kiko Mizuhara was worried that with all the drama she'd caused, Miss Xue would surely bear a grudge. She'd only held back because she didn't know G-Dragon's attitude towards her. If G-Dragon clearly declared he had nothing to do with her, wouldn't Miss Xue, with all her wealth and wealth, crush her like an ant?

So, Kiko Mizuhara, who has always been reluctant to speak out openly, even using others to fabricate those scandalous photos, presenting herself as a pure and innocent person, finally had no choice but to step forward personally this time. She knew that for years, many fans despised her for relying on G-Dragon to rise to the top, and many in the industry also looked down on her style. However, G-Dragon and YG remained silent, considering the overall situation and her ability to conceal herself. What could be the reaction? Clarifying the relationship also depends on whether people believe it or not. There is no way to find the person who spread the rumors, because the secrets have always been discovered "accidentally" by "fans", so who can be held responsible?

This time, Kiko Mizuhara finally couldn't sit behind the scenes and plan, because if she didn't do something, she would be doomed.

"Ji-Dragon!" Kiko Mizuhara took a step forward and shouted loudly. The five members of Big Bang who were leaving with their backs to her stopped in unison. G-Dragon glanced back at her and said, "Sorry, please call me G-Dragon." In this world, there is only one young woman who can call him Ji-Dragon intimately, and that is Jing Rong.

"Can I talk to you?" Kiko Mizuhara trotted forward a few steps and came to the opposite side of G-Dragon, looking into his eyes seriously, "I know your girlfriend has gone back, she won't know..."

Quan Zhilong took two steps back and said indifferently: "There is nothing to talk about. We are not familiar with each other."

"Are you afraid that Xue Jingrongxi will know? We were originally together, and she is the third party. What qualifications does she have to control us? She has nothing except that her family is rich..." Kiko Mizuhara looked at G-Dragon with wide eyes. The madness in her eyes was clearly seen even by Top Dacheng who was several steps away from her.

Most people would have retorted at this point, but G-Dragon was different. Kiko Mizuhara had completely crossed his line. He felt uncomfortable even looking at her, let alone explaining to her how his girlfriend was. In G-Dragon's opinion, Kiko Mizuhara was completely finished, and saying one more word to her would be lowering his own character. G-Dragon glanced at Kiko Mizuhara with a haughty look, and before she could finish she turned and walked away, completely and thoroughly ignoring her.

Kiko Mizuhara stared blankly at G-Dragon's departing back. Seungri, who had been watching the whole process, stepped forward and whispered in Mizuhara's ear, "I don't know whether your girlfriend is good or not, but I know that you are not even qualified to carry her shoes!" After Seungri finished speaking, he brushed off the non-existent dust on his sleeves and followed his brothers.

Seungri's attack was a perfect strike. If it were a comic, you'd see Kiko Mizuhara vomiting blood at this point. Seungri's words were unlike his usual viciousness, of course, because he was disgusted by Kiko Mizuhara's words, "I know my girlfriend's gone back, she won't know..." It made it seem like his brother was having an affair with her. Although his brother Ji-yong used to be a bit of a playboy, accepting everyone who came, that was all in his past. Since he got together with his current girlfriend, he's gone from a playboy to a chaste man, keeping his virginity pure for his girlfriend. And would Captain Kwon, with his discerning tastes, be interested in her?! Of course, Seungri's absolute words also come from knowing that Kiko Mizuhara's life is completely over. How dare she plot against his brother and sister-in-law? They'll pay her back!

As soon as Victory returned to the team, Taiyang put his arm around his shoulders and asked with a smile, "What did you say to her?"

"What else can I say? Just give her a warning. This woman must have been spoiled by my previous attitude. She thinks we are Tom Su and anything she does can be forgiven?!"

Dacheng said silently, "I guess she thinks everyone in the world is her parent."

For the victory move, Top had only three words: "Well done!"

Shengli smiled smugly: "I knew you guys couldn't bring yourself to argue with her, but I'm not afraid. If I wasn't afraid of being seen outside, I would have wanted to spit in her face and let her have a taste of being disgusted to death."

Kiko Mizuhara watched the five people leave talking and laughing, as if she was not even as good as air in front of them. Humiliation and unwillingness, all kinds of emotions mixed together, and finally turned into a sneer. They had a good life with this man, had laughter and happiness, and had happy memories. Apart from the short month they were together, she must have brought him many good memories in these years of knowing each other. She once thought that he would be the salvation of her life, so she clung to him like a life-saving straw for years. Now he said to forget and he would never look back. The past few years have all turned into nothing. He is so free and easy that it is admirable.

She wanted to see how long it would take for the woman who now infatuated him to become like her, a woman he didn't want to look at any more than she once was! Kiko Mizuhara stared at her hands for a long time before finally turning away. Fortunately, she hadn't held out much hope that he would give her some leniency online because of their long-standing acquaintance. Women, it's always more realistic to rely on themselves.

Kiko Mizuhara passed away, but her heart gradually grew colder. The late night at the end of May made her feel colder than winter.

Jung Yunho drove into the parking lot. Of course, this wasn't Jingrong's home. Looking at Jingrong, who was soundly asleep, a soft feeling suddenly crossed his mind. Although his life was colorful, he had longed for peaceful days like this, where a light would be on at home waiting for him when he returned home late, or someone would stay with him no matter how late it got. Even if she was asleep like now, he still felt that the years were peaceful.

This time, it didn't take much effort to carry Jingrong out of the car. Even when drunk, Jingrong was very obedient. She could sleep peacefully with just a chest or a simple support. Zheng Yunhao's apartment was on the 15th floor, and the elevator took a while to go up, but he didn't feel tired at all holding Jingrong. He got out of the elevator, opened the door, and went into the house to change shoes. Although it was difficult to carry an adult, Zheng Yunhao held Jingrong tightly the whole time, and didn't even let the sleeping Jingrong feel rushed or tired. But Jingrong could also feel as if the space was moving. She hugged Zheng Yunhao's neck tightly, feeling a little insecure, and even buried her face in his shoulder.

Mandarin ducks embracing each other—for some reason, Jung Yunho suddenly thought of these four words, and a blush quietly crept up on his fair ears.

Jingrong was sent to the bed in the guest room. As soon as she touched the pillow, she turned over naturally and fell asleep with the quilt in her arms. Zheng Yunhao was relieved that he was not harassed or molested like before. Although he felt a little inexplicably lost, he quickly composed himself. He helped Jingrong take off her coat without looking away, then covered her with the quilt and went out without closing the door. Zheng Yunhao quickly took out a steaming towel from the bathroom, turned Jingrong's head to face him, and gently wiped her face and hands with the towel. She should be thankful that Jingrong was not wearing makeup, otherwise Zheng Yunhao would have to remove her makeup with a blushing face - that would be a big project, and who knows if there would be some emergencies.

Although he had never done it before, Jung Yunho took good care of the drunk person without any instruction. When he was twisting the quilt for Jingrong again, he could hear Jingrong's comfortable sigh. Jung Yunho showed a satisfied smile, turned off the lights and tiptoed out the door.

Jing Rong slept soundly and without stress, a rare sight. She finally woke up when the morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the bed. Her first reaction was that she had traveled through time again! But Jing Rong took a look at the room's layout, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and peeked out. She knew she was still in this world and hadn't gone far. She felt a sense of indescribable regret. Jing Rong saw her bag by the bed, so she opened it and took out her phone. She was startled by the missed calls and unread text messages. Just as Jing Rong was about to open it to check, her phone automatically turned off, unable to bear the weight. Jing Rong didn't see any text messages or call logs, and she didn't know someone was looking for her like crazy. The phone was turned off, so she didn't care. She put on her coat and left the room.

This was a simply decorated apartment with a large balcony and floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room offering a great view. Although it felt nice, it felt very unfamiliar. Jing Rong initially thought that Zhang Zhiyao or Cui Yingya had brought her home, but now she knew it wasn't them. She glanced around the living room and didn't see the owner. Jing Rong wanted to knock on the door of the adjacent master bedroom, but just as she walked over, a middle-aged woman came out of the kitchen. Seeing Jing Rong, she was stunned for a moment, then immediately smiled warmly, "Miss Xue, you're awake now. Are you hungry? I just prepared breakfast. Would you like to bring it to the dining room first?"

"No need..." Jing Rong called out to the aunt who was about to go back to the kitchen. "Auntie, may I ask whose house this is?"

"This is Jung Yunhao's home," Auntie replied. "Yunhao went out for a morning run with Taifeng. Before he left, he asked me to tell you that he'll be back soon and will take you to work after breakfast."

"So when did he leave?"

"I've been out for a while."

Jing Rong's mouth stiffened, but he didn't continue to embarrass his aunt. He just stopped her from going back to the kitchen to bring out breakfast: "Don't worry, wait until he comes back before eating."

"That's fine." The aunt nodded. "I'll go tidy up the kitchen first. If Miss Xue is bored, you can turn on the computer or the TV. It's like being at home, no need to be too restrained." After saying that, the aunt went back to the kitchen to clean up without waiting for Jingrong's reaction. Although she was only an hourly aunt, she had been working at Zheng Yunhao's house for the past few years. This was the first time she saw Zheng Yunhao bring a girl home alone. Moreover, for this girl, he usually went out early and came back late. At this time, he also turned down some work at the company just to accompany Jingrong. The hourly aunt could see Zheng Yunhao's thoughts at once, and there was a sense of happiness in her.

Jing Rong paused, intending to return to the bedroom, but the door was opened, and a husky came out and pounced on her enthusiastically. Jing Rong was almost startled and took a few steps back. The husky stared at Jing Rong with its blue eyes without blinking, feeling a little aggrieved. Zheng Yunhao changed his shoes and walked into the room, smiling, "This is my Typhoon. It likes you very much."

Typhoon was in a good mood today. Jung Yunho was always too busy with work to send it to a pet school. Today, he had the rare opportunity to take it for a morning run, so he didn't care about Jingrong's subconscious dodge just now, and approached it again, wagging his tail.

Seeing how cute it was, Jing Rong bent down and stroked its fur, smiling and saying, "It's very cute." She didn't keep many pets, so this was definitely a sincere compliment.

Typhoon licked Jingrong's hand, its tail lifted even more happily. Jingrong then stiffly moved his hand away, stood up, and tried to ignore the sticky touch. He looked at Zheng Yunhao nonchalantly: "I caused you trouble yesterday."

"No." A smile flashed in Zheng Yunhao's eyes, and he said gently, "You were very obedient when you were drunk and you were sleeping the whole time."

"Really? I don't know."

"Yeah, you were drunk, so how would you know?" Jung Yunho said, handing over the bag in his hand. "Since I didn't know your address, I brought you directly to my house. But I thought it was a bit late now, and you probably wouldn't have time to go home and wash up, so I bought you some daily necessities. Take a look and see if they're suitable for you."

Jing Rong took it without hesitation and opened it. From toothbrushes and towels to clothes, everything was there. It was very well prepared. Jing Rong could only thank you again: "Thank you for your trouble."

"You're welcome. Go wash up and I'll take you to work after breakfast."

Jung Yunho had good taste. He picked clothes for Jingrong that were both fitting and very elegant. After Jingrong took a shower and changed her clothes, she blew her hair half dry and walked out of the bathroom. She was wearing a simple dress with her long, straight black hair draped over her shoulders. She looked very gentle and graceful, in stark contrast to her usual capable demeanor. When Jung Yunho saw her come out, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes. Then he stood up and asked, "Does the clothes fit you well?"

"It fits perfectly." Jing Rong sat down across from him, a delicious breakfast already laid out before him. If this question wasn't so awkward, Jing Rong would have really wanted to ask, "Brother, how on earth did you know the size of her underwear so accurately?"

Although Jingrong didn't say anything, when he heard her words, Zheng Yunhao silently recalled the time when he bought underwear for her, and his ears began to redden again. In fact, the issue of size does not depend on "looking" but "rubbing". Jingrong rubbed against him so many times yesterday, and when he bought underwear today and heard the saleswoman's analysis for him, he immediately chose the size that was closest to Jingrong.

After a moment of silent awkwardness, Jung Yunho reminded Jingrong: "Let's have breakfast first. I heard that you like Chinese food. It just so happens that Auntie is very good at making porridge."

Jing Rong looked down and nodded, "Yeah, it smells really good."

Jung Yunho smiled at her and said, "If you like it...eat more."

Jing Rong didn't pay attention to Zheng Yunhao's suspicious pause. He quickly finished his breakfast and stood up and said, "Please take me to the company. I have some urgent matters to deal with today."

Zheng Yunhao did not refuse and stood up directly. In fact, in addition to Jingrong being busy, he was also very busy these days.

"OK."

When the two of them left, Typhoon wagged its tail at the door for a long time, looking reluctant to leave. Jing Rong couldn't help but sigh, "Your Typhoon is very humane."

"Yeah, after all, I've raised it for so many years, and I rarely have time to spend with it. Now it's acting like a spoiled child and doesn't want me to leave."

"I heard that raising a dog is similar to raising a child. You have to spend time with them and pamper them."

"Yes, they are clingy, but not all of them are. Sometimes when they're sick and have a bad temper, it's really frustrating." Jung Yunho recalled the occasional torture he suffered at the hands of Typhoon, and said with a somewhat helpless yet doting tone, "Our Typhoon is sometimes shy, but he really likes you."

"Maybe it's fate."

"Jingrong." After entering the elevator, Zheng Yunhao suddenly called Jingrong's name very formally, "Can you do me a favor?"

"You've helped me so much, just tell me if you have anything to say."

"The typhoon has been making a lot of noise at the pet school lately, and I don't have time to spend time with it. If you're free, could you please keep it company for me?" Jung Yunho said, adding, "It's obvious that it really likes you."

Jing Rong raised an eyebrow in surprise. Although Zheng Yunhao's request was inconsistent with his usual style, she couldn't just ignore her words, so she nodded: "If you don't worry, it's fine."

"Of course I trust you." Jung Yunho breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily, "I'll send the Typhoon to your house tonight, okay?"

"Yeah." Jing Rong nodded, took out a piece of paper and pen from his bag, and quickly wrote it down before handing it to Zheng Yunhao. "This is my home address. Call me if you need anything. Is there anything I can prepare?"

"No need, I'll send them over together when the time comes."

When they arrived at the gate of Jinxiu Nianhua, Zheng Yunhao did not get out of the car. Instead, he watched Jingrong get out of the car, flashed the headlights, and turned around and left. Jingrong knew that he was in a hurry to go to the company, so she didn't mind. She waved and went into the hotel. Along the way, some employees greeted her. Secretary Lin and Assistant Xu were standing at the door of the office, looking like they were waiting for her.

"Good morning," Jing Rong greeted him, nodding to Assistant Xu before looking at Secretary Lin. "Secretary Lin, you should have a driver's license, right?"

Secretary Lin was stunned and nodded quickly: "Yes."

"Okay, help me go to G.R. and drive my car back. By the way, bring the mobile phone charger in the car." Jing Rong said, taking out the car keys from his bag and handing them to Secretary Lin.

After Secretary Lin left, Assistant Xu followed Jing Rong into her office. "President, although the media kept their promise and didn't report on the matter you asked me to pay attention to yesterday, due to the bar incident last night, some netizens have been circulating it online..." Assistant Xu roughly recounted what happened and bowed his head, saying, "I'm sorry for not contacting you in time regarding such a big matter."

"I don't blame you. How could I contact you when I didn't have my phone with me?" Jing Rong said matter-of-factly. "Even so, you should still wait and see how things develop online. If there's a photo, arrange for it to be deleted immediately."

Assistant Xu frowned. "I'm afraid deleting it won't work. It's just a temporary fix. After all, these things are in the hands of fans and individuals, and we can't do anything about them."

"So what do you suggest?"

"Or maybe we can just ignore it. Who knows whether the online rumors are true or false? Besides, everyone is focused on studying your relationship with Jung Yunho, so they won't be paying attention to why the president isn't coming to the company."

"Even you say so. It seems that this scandal of mine is beneficial after all." Jing Rong chuckled.

Assistant Xu lowered his head: "I dare not."

"Okay, go ahead and do your work. I'll take a look at this later."

"OK."

The author has something to say: Haha, Yunho took action, the heroine was half-hearted, and Long Ge was out of reach. Besides, he still had an ex who he couldn't handle, kekeke

Another rich girl, Su Beibei, who gnaws bones, throws a mine. Throwing time: 2014-02-15 10:47:27

Thank you, sister, muah!