Chapter 34 Night
"President Xue, I'm sorry for disturbing you without your permission."
"You're very polite, Miss Zhang. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."
"No, you came right after I sat down." Zhang Jing smiled, lowered her head and took a sip of coffee, then said straight to the point, "I wonder what President Xue has thought about my proposal last time."
"I've been very high-profile recently and don't want to be in the spotlight again." Jing Rong told the truth sincerely.
Zhang Jing's prepared words were stuck in her throat. She was of course aware of what Jing Rong meant by "high profile". In fact, the decision to interview Jing Rong was just a try. Ever since the scandal between Jing Rong and Taeyang came out, the editor-in-chief urged her to speed up the interview. If she could really interview Jing Rong, taking advantage of this hot trend, Big Bang Taeyang's fans would also pay attention to it. The sales of their magazine would probably be greatly expanded, and their fame and grade would also be improved. If you don't believe it, think about it, which magazine company that can be related to Big Bang is not high-end, fashionable and classy?
It was just that she hadn't expected that scandals would make her both successful and unsuccessful. Jing Rong wasn't a celebrity, so she didn't need to hype herself up. As the eldest daughter of the Xue Group, it was understandable that she looked down on such marketing methods because of her status. Zhang Jing figured it out and smiled, not wanting to argue any further. "I'm so sorry to bother you."
"I should be the one to say sorry for not being able to help you."
"But I still hope to work with President Xue if I have the chance in the future."
"Of course, of course."
Zhang Jing stood up and extended her hand towards Jing Rong: "Then I won't disturb you from working. Goodbye."
Jing Rong reached out and shook her hand, then released it and said, "I do have work to do later, so I won't keep you here. Let's have dinner together sometime."
"OK."
After seeing Zhang Jing off, Jing Rong began a busy day at work. Just before leaving get off work, she remembered something and picked up her phone to call Quan Zhilong. Quan Zhilong should have just made an announcement, and there was a lot of noise. As soon as the call was connected, Jing Rong could still hear him rejecting someone's invitation to dinner. "Honey, wait a moment." Quan Zhilong covered the phone and said something hurriedly to the person next to him. Then there was a burst of hurried footsteps. Finally, they arrived at a slightly quieter place. Quan Zhilong took a breath and said, "Baby, what's wrong with you looking for me? Are you off work?"
"Not yet. If you have a dinner party, go ahead. My aunt has taken a leave of absence today and can't make dinner."
"But I've already refused. What should I do?" G-Dragon leaned against the wall, his voice ending in a slightly raised tone, sounding quite coquettish.
Jing Rong ignored Quan Zhilong's implication and suggested, "Then let's eat outside?"
"I remember one morning I called you and a strange boy answered the phone. He said you were making breakfast... Honey, I have never eaten anything you made." There was obvious grievance in G-Dragon's tone.
It was so obvious that Jing Rong couldn't refuse. After thinking for a moment, she teased, "Everyone says that to capture a man's heart, you have to capture his stomach first. Aren't you afraid that I'll capture you in the future?"
"I'm happy to be caught by you." G-Dragon smiled, his tone low and with a hint of lingering. It was obviously a teasing, but to him it became flirting.
"Okay, what do you want to eat? I'll go buy groceries after work."
"Come along, I'll pick you up."
"Goodbye. If I'm photographed jumping into the Han River again, I won't be able to clear myself of this."
"Don't worry, I'll pretend well." Quan Zhilong said in a childish voice, and without waiting for Jingrong's response, he made his own conclusion, "That's it, I'll pick you up now, see you later."
Jingrong didn't know how to cook before, as most people with jet lag do. After eating fries, burgers and salad until she vomited, she gradually started to try to make some food herself. No matter how bad it tasted, it was better than those half-cooked dark dishes. Jingrong had been working abroad for several years, and her cooking skills were not perfect, but at least they were decent. That's why she said that to G-Dragon, but she didn't think of a problem until she arrived at the supermarket - she should do as the locals do in Korea, but she had never made Korean food.
"Why are you staring at the seasoning?" G-Dragon took a few steps and turned back to find his girlfriend still standing there. He had no choice but to turn back and held her hand with some reassurance. "Luckily, there aren't many people around at this time, otherwise I would have lost you."
Jing Rong finally came back to his senses and looked at him unnaturally: "What do you want to eat?"
"Ah, I'm still thinking about it." Quan Zhilong's face was full of longing, "This is the first time my dear is cooking for me, so I must think carefully about the menu."
Jing Rong's face twitched at the corners of his mouth. He was about to remind him to give up hope because it was too difficult. But when he looked up and saw the merchandise shelf not far away, he said, "Shall we buy some kimchi to take home?"
"Even kimchi has to be bought at the supermarket?" G-Dragon raised an eyebrow. "So what are you going to do?"
Jing Rong turned his eyes away and said nonchalantly, "This is my first time cooking Korean food. It's an honor for you, okay?"
The confidence she conveyed on the phone was in stark contrast to her current guilty conscience, and the thought of a cute contrast surfaced in G-Dragon's mind. His girlfriend was truly adorable. Normally, she was so serious, so imposing, and so solemn, yet privately, she had such a lovely personality. G-Dragon couldn't help but put his arm around her waist and kiss her on the cheek again, feeling somewhat relieved that he was the only one who saw this side of her.
Feeling G-Dragon's genuine teasing, Jing Rong's ears turned red, and a layer of pink tinged her fair and delicate skin, which was very beautiful. This time she was really uncomfortable. She had never been so embarrassed before.
G-Dragon naturally did not miss this tiny detail and was even more pleased. Only in front of him would she show her unique side without reservation.
In the end, G-Dragon didn't make things difficult for Jingrong. He bought a few easy-to-make ingredients, as well as some ready-made kimchi. He carried the items in one hand and held Jingrong in the other as they headed home. From behind, they looked like a sweet couple. Of course, G-Dragon didn't miss the opportunity to tease Jingrong. He glanced at the kimchi in the bag and said with a smile, "Even if you mess up the other dishes, at least you still have something to go with the meal."
Jing Rong ignored him, but he had already made up his mind to surprise someone.
G-Dragon seemed to start to care about everything about Jingrong, her habits, her emotions, the contrast between her in real life and in front of others, and the occasional little awkwardness and emotions. Everything, everything that he had ignored, missed, and didn't care about, he suddenly started to care about, and found that they were all so interesting and valuable.
Jing Rong's indifference at this moment was naturally regarded by G-Dragon as a sullen moment. It is natural to coax and pamper a girlfriend when she is sulking. G-Dragon, who only does things according to his own wishes, is not worried at all whether his whim will spoil the woman in front of him.
"Okay, don't worry, I'll help you. You know, this is my first time cooking too."
Jing Rong glanced at him and said, "Just don't make things worse."
This answer was perfectly normal and in line with Jingrong's usual style. However, upon hearing this domineering remark, Quan Zhilong couldn't help but bury his head in Jingrong's neck, struggling to suppress a smile. Although he couldn't cook, he could occasionally help his mother and sisters wash dishes. But his girlfriend was a rich girl, a true master of her craft. Just now, when she was buying kimchi at the supermarket, she couldn't even tell the difference between finished and semi-finished kimchi and almost bought the wrong one. It was obvious she had no common sense, so where did all this confidence come from?!
——I need to explain here that as a Chinese girl who has never bought kimchi by herself, has no knowledge of kimchi and is not interested in it at all, it is really not Jingrong’s fault that she can’t tell the different types of kimchi, okay!
Of course, in Quan Zhilong's mind, his girlfriend is so cute that she has no friends. He can just keep his complaints to himself and just flatter her in front of her. So after laughing, Quan Zhilong pretended to be very grateful and said, "That's right, you must teach me well later."
Jing Rong glanced at Quan Zhilong, who was staring at him with sincere eyes. He seemed to feel his sincerity from the bottom of his heart. Jing Rong said reluctantly: "Okay, I hope you are not too stupid."
She actually dared to nod! And she nodded so confidently! Although he pretended to be serious, G-Dragon couldn't help but cry with laughter inside.
But is it really the right decision to ask my girlfriend to cook for me?
Arriving home, Quan Zhilong couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the groceries he'd bought: kimchi, pork belly, beef, rice cakes, lettuce. He hadn't thought much of it at the supermarket before, but now he really wanted to ask his girlfriend, was she trying to mix things up? Turning around, he saw Jing Rong briskly boiling water, presumably planning to make beef stew with rice cakes. Without even turning around, he instructed Quan Zhilong, "You know how to cut vegetables, right? First, slice the pork belly into thin slices. Sprinkle it with seasoning, and put it in the oven."
She was really not polite at all. Quan Zhilong had turned into a complaining king today. He nodded, rolled up his sleeves like Jingrong, and started working. After Quan Zhilong carefully cut the meat, spread it out and sprinkled seasoning according to Jingrong's instructions. When he was about to put it in the oven, he couldn't help but look back at Jingrong. She was very quick and efficient, cutting the beef into beautiful pieces. Now she was fiddling with the fruit. Quan Zhilong sighed again, looked at his thin shirt and the coat that they had taken off and thrown on the sofa as soon as he entered the house. Forget it, he decided not to complain about his girlfriend. She was really a man making salad in this weather. She could do whatever she wanted.
——We agreed not to complain, but you’ve already done it, brother.
Really? Haha.
Fruit salad was also Jing Rong's specialty. She wanted to impress those who didn't think she was a good person, but she didn't want to show off her Chinese Kung Fu skills and scare them. After much deliberation, she decided to keep it simple and casual, as a bonus. The vibrant colors were meticulously arranged on the exquisite plate, and the salad dressing made it even more vibrant and juicy. It was indeed a beautiful sight on the table.
It took several hours to buy the groceries and prepare the dinner, but the meal was finished in less than half an hour. The effort and the reward were completely disproportionate. Jing Rong could choose not to complain about this, but she really didn't want it to happen again.
They had a clear division of labor: one person was responsible for washing the dishes, while the other washed the pots and wiped the table. Jing Rong was just about to complain to the person next to him that cooking was not fun at all, that it was tiring and troublesome, and that it wasn't even delicious, when he heard Quan Zhilong ask him excitedly, "What are we going to cook tomorrow?"
There was a crackling sound, and the chopsticks Jingrong had just washed and were about to put aside fell into the water. Quan Zhilong looked back and said, "You are so careless, but you didn't get dirty water on your clothes, did you?"
This was indeed a problem, but unfortunately Jing Rong was wearing an apron. She shook her head as if nothing had happened, picked up the chopsticks and rinsed them again. Quan Zhilong was still excited: "By the way, let's buy some ingredients to make kimchi tomorrow. It's more hygienic and nutritious than buying it in the supermarket. I'll ask my mom how to make it then."
After washing the dishes, Jingrong silently glanced at G-Dragon's back. He wanted to ask, "Big star, do your fans know you're so interested in everyday things?" But when he finally said it, he changed his tone and said, "Don't bother. Auntie will be back at work tomorrow. Let her make whatever you want. She should be able to make kimchi too."
Quan Zhilong was also done. He washed his hands, walked over to Jingrong, and took off her apron himself, saying, "This is different. Cooking for yourself is a very meaningful thing. Besides, I haven't had enough of your cooking yet."
G-Dragon said the last sentence in a very insincere way. Of the four dishes tonight, the kimchi was ready-made and he was responsible for the whole barbecue. In the end, only the beef stewed with rice cakes and the salad were the responsibility of Jingrong. However, those two dishes really don't require any technical skills. Any elementary school student can make them well!
Being able to cook a meal is really nothing to brag about - Jing Rong said very reservedly, but seeing someone's shining eyes, he was still very happy in his heart. It really opened his eyes. It turns out that those who look down on others will suffer losses!
With just one sentence, the hair was smoothed. In fact, Quan Zhilong also felt a sense of accomplishment. He happily pushed Jingrong into the living room and sat down on the sofa close to him. Quan Zhilong casually turned on the TV and hugged Jingrong again, saying: "I will be busy again in a while. Let's enjoy life now. What do you think?"
Jing Rong sat up and asked, "Isn't the concert still in May?"
"Yes, but we have to go there in advance to promote it. The promotion of our album in Japan is not very strong, so the president will probably ask us to go there more than a month in advance." After explaining, Quan Zhilong hugged Jingrong's shoulders again and said coquettishly, "So while you are not busy now, you have to treat me well."
That's right. Jing Rong nodded unconsciously, mentally calculating the progress of the task. Although this year seemed like a lot of time, with this guy flying around the world, there wasn't much time to spend together. How could they possibly win him over if they didn't spend time together? With this calculation, Jing Rong became a little anxious. He grabbed G-Dragon and said, "I heard you're going on a world tour this year?"
"yes."
"Could you tell me about the itinerary?"
"Actually, it's mainly in May and June. There are about ten shows in Japan. In July, there are shows in China, Singapore, and Thailand. That's not a lot. Two or three shows on average is enough. And from October to December, there are also more. On average, there are probably more than eight shows per month." Quan Zhilong briefly explained, lowered his head to rub Jingrong's neck, and whispered, "This is a secret. Only we know it. Honey, you can't tell anyone else."
Nodding, Jing Rong asked again: "Are those all abroad?"
“Well, it will wrap up in Seoul next January.”
After he finished speaking, he saw no response from the person in his arms for a long time. Quan Zhilong looked down and saw Jingrong's face with a worried expression. After a pause, Quan Zhilong asked, "What's wrong, baby?"
"Why are you so busy?" Jing Rong sighed. Because of her low mood, her tone was also affected. It was a little soft, and her voice was not as crisp as usual. The "ah" at the end was dragged for half a beat, which had a sense of twists and turns. This was definitely a spoiled child, right? Quan Zhilong was overjoyed to hear this, and hugged her tightly and said, "I can't help it. I work hard to make money to support you."
Jing Rong glanced at him sideways again, and said with a half-smile, "I can support you, too."
Quan Zhilong couldn't help but laugh out loud, and gently nuzzled her nose, "Are you so reluctant to leave me?"
Jing Rong just glanced at him without saying anything. "That's too corny, brother!"
Quan Zhilong thought his girlfriend was just shy again and quickly said, "Okay, I just can't bear to leave you. How about this, you can come with me wherever I have a concert? We can even treat it as a trip."
Jing Rong shook his head without thinking: "I have to work."
It was just a casual remark, but now he was looking forward to it. Quan Zhilong nuzzled Jingrong's nose again and asked in a proud voice, "Is work more important than me?"
Jing Rong paused when she heard this. Captain Quan's question was a good one. She almost put the cart before the horse. Compared to the mission, even if Xue Corporation went bankrupt, it wouldn't be worth her concern. Jing Rong nodded, thinking about the feasibility of this matter, but she didn't reveal a word: "I need to think about this."
In fact, Jing Rong's reaction was already an absolute surprise. All the love words G-Dragon had heard in his life were not as heart-warming as Jing Rong's words. It was obvious that his girlfriend was trying to move the whole of Korea. She was willing to give up her job for him and follow in his footsteps. It couldn't be more gorgeous.
"Take your time to think about it. Of course, as long as you agree, I'll take care of the rest."
The topic came to an end. G-Dragon, in a very high mood, took out his phone and asked Jingrong: "What's your Twitter number? I haven't even added you yet."
"Forget it, it would be terrible if someone found out."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Rong was knocked on the head, neither lightly nor heavily: "Am I so shameful?"
To be honest, Jing Rong has always had a strong aura since she was a child. Apart from the elders, almost no one dared to touch her head. Today, she was hit on the head by a boy younger than her. Jing Rong couldn't stand it and glared at him. Before she could say anything, Quan Zhilong started talking again: "Silly, who found out that you used a private account? By the way, do you have a smurf account?"
Jing Rong said proudly: "I don't play this."
Quan Zhilong was interested: "Let's make one quickly, let's play as a couple."
Finally, Jing Rong couldn't resist Captain Quan's enthusiasm and opened a private Twitter account. After adding him, he found that Quan Zhilong's private Twitter account was much richer than his official one. He even took a photo of tonight's dinner and uploaded it. Jing Rong scanned the unfamiliar accounts on Quan Zhilong's phone and couldn't help asking, "You added so many people?"
"A lot? I don't think so." G-Dragon replied casually while replying to the comments on Twitter, "It's far less than my size."
“Is this comparable?”
"It seems so." Quan Zhilong smiled, stretched out his left hand to put his arm around Jingrong's shoulders, and pulled her to look at it together. "This account is full of family members and some close friends. The families of Yongpei and others are also here, so it will be quite a lot."
"Oh." They were chatting casually when Quan Zhilong's phone suddenly rang. Quan Zhilong still had his arm around Jingrong's shoulders and answered the phone with his right hand: "Sister."
"Jiyong, are you visiting a friend's house?" Jingrong could hear everything clearly because they were too close, but she didn't say anything.
Quan Zhilong glanced at Jingrong and said with a smile: "How did you know?"
"I saw the pictures on your Twitter. The dining table isn't in your dorm, and the dining table in your apartment doesn't look like that either. It can only be at a friend's house."
"Sister is so meticulous, she can be a detective!" G-Dragon exclaimed.
"That's great. If I have the time, I'd rather eat at home. It's cleaner, too. But I don't think there are many dishes... Are there only two or three people?"
"Um."
"So you're still at your friend's house?"
"yes."
The other side asked again: "Why is it so quiet, where is your friend?"
"She's right next to me." Quan Zhilong smiled and asked directly, "Sis, just tell me, what do you want to know?"
There was a pause, then he got straight to the point: "Your girlfriend, right?"
"Yes, sister."
"This is the first time I've seen you upload photos of your girlfriend... Would you like to bring her out to meet me sometime?"
"That depends on her time. Let's talk about it then, okay?"
"That's fine... Actually, what I want to ask is, who is your girlfriend? Is she in the entertainment industry?"
"He's not from the same circle, but you should have heard of him. You'll know when you meet him. Where are my brother-in-law and nephew?"
"Your brother-in-law is teaching him how to do his homework."
After chatting for a few more sentences, the brother and sister finally hung up the phone reluctantly. Quan Zhilong hugged Jingrong as if he was facing a great enemy: "What should I do, dear? If I find out, I guess everyone will know."
"...Who are you referring to?"
"family."
Jing Rong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's your business, but to avoid trouble, please hold on."
Not long after Quan Zhilong hung up the phone, Jingrong's phone rang again. It was Chairman Xue. Jingrong was a little confused, but he got up and went to the balcony to answer the call: "Father, good evening."
"Jingrong, I'm having dinner with some of your uncles, come over too."
"I just had dinner, Father."
President Xue paused, then said, "Come sit down. You haven't been home for a few months. Assistant Zhang is here too."
Jing Rong was silent for a moment, turned her head and looked at G-Dragon, and saw that he was also answering the phone. Perhaps he had something urgent to do. Jing Rong couldn't help but sigh. The atmosphere was so good today, and the favorability value could be improved. Unfortunately, the weather was not good. So she must have thought too well before. It is impossible to make everything go according to one's plan. It is easiest to have various accidents at the critical moment. So try to speed up the progress as much as possible. It is said that the time cannot be exceeded, and there is no reason not to advance the time.
Jing Rong made a decision, but it was not urgent. Although his predecessor was a psychopath, he was still occupying her body. He should try to be as accommodating as possible to President Xue, even if it didn't make much sense.
"Okay, Dad, I'll be there now."
"Okay!" President Xue's tone rose a notch, his happiness evident. He said, "Shall I ask Lao Li to pick you up?"
"No need, I'll go there myself."
Jing Rong hung up the phone and stood on the balcony for a while. Seeing that Quan Zhilong had also ended the call, he walked over. Quan Zhilong asked, "What does your father want to talk to you about?"
"They're entertaining guests at home, let me come over and sit down." Jing Rong said briefly and asked Quan Zhilong, "What are you going to do? Can you stay home alone? I'll be back soon."
"A few friends want to talk to me." Quan Zhilong stood up. "I think your dad is also in Gangnam District. We're on our way, so let's go together."
Jing Rong raised his eyebrows: "The group of friends from yesterday?"
"Apart from them, who else could be so tactless?" Quan Zhilong picked up the coat on the sofa and put it on, then took Jingrong's coat and put it on her. He also picked up her bag and said with a smile, "Let's go, boss."
Jing Rong paused, then walked out of the door with Quan Zhilong in silence. Quan Zhilong's car stopped in front of a club not long after. Jing Rong looked up at the house number. It was unfamiliar, and his ex had no impression of it. His eyes flickered. Jing Rong and Quan Zhilong got out of the car together, and then Jing Rong held out his hand to the other party: "Give me the car keys, you go in, and tell me when you leave."
Quan Zhilong, however, took her hand and pulled her into his arms, then half-hugged her into the club, "Let's go over and say hello first, okay?"
Jing Rong shook his head: "I'm afraid I won't be welcome."
"Don't think too much." G-Dragon comforted him and followed the waiter into the private room. This place was different from other gatherings. There were only three or two girls, but they didn't hang around the men. Instead, the girls were having fun together, and the men were still drinking and playing. They were still the same group of people from yesterday, but it didn't give people a smoky and chaotic feeling.
As soon as the door of the box opened and saw the people coming in, there was silence for a few seconds. Kim, who was sitting in the innermost seat, almost jumped up: "Why did you bring Miss Xue as well..." The boy closest to him quickly reached out and covered Kim's mouth, "He brought his serious girlfriend here, why are you so excited?"
Jing Rong raised an eyebrow and glanced at Quan Zhilong. Quan Zhilong still hugged her shoulders and said to everyone, "She came over to say hello to you."
As soon as the words fell, a voice immediately followed: "Hey, hello, Miss Xue!"
The atmosphere was good as they greeted everyone one by one. Jingrong took the car keys from Quan Zhilong and left. Li Xiuhe invited Quan Zhilong to sit next to him and asked, "Why did your girlfriend leave?"
"She's going to her father's."
Kim's face darkened: "GD, did she take your car keys?"
"Well, I picked her up after get off work, so she didn't drive home."
Yang Shenghao was there today too, and he leaned over to ask, "Are you already living together?"
Quan Zhilong nodded: "I guess so."
"Miss, you're quite resourceful. I remember you used to hate living with your girlfriends. You said you were impatient with them being too controlling."
"It's okay." Quan Zhilong crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, leaned back casually, and said calmly, "She is different from other women."
Yang Shenghao nodded, as if he wanted to ask something else, but was interrupted. Kim, who had been ignored the whole time, couldn't help but come out to show his presence. He looked at Quan Zhilong with some indignation: "So I can let her drive my beloved car? Last time my brother asked to borrow it, you refused to agree! Are you so obsessed with sex..."
Yang Shenghao was a little confused: "Why are you so excited? I heard that the eldest lady told a joke last time. Could it be... are you really jealous?"
As soon as these words came out, the people around him almost peed with laughter. G-Dragon fell over next to Lee Soo Hyuk, looked at Kim, and made a rejection gesture with his left hand: "Sorry, I really have no interest in you."
Kim, who had made the wrong friend, was speechless. Yang Shenghao sat over and put his arm around Kim's shoulder. "Honestly, I think your hostility towards the young lady is a bit excessive. Although she was unreliable before, she's become quite good now. Many people in our company have been conquered by her charm. You should look forward and not keep holding on to her past!"
"For this reason, I don't care whether she is reliable or not!"
Quan Zhilong sat up straight and asked, "What's the reason?"
After hesitating for a moment, Kim pursed his lips several times, and finally said: "GD, let me ask you a question. If... I say if, K... Uh, forget it, I won't say the name, you know who I'm referring to, if she regrets it and begs for your forgiveness, what will you say?"
Quan Zhilong, who had just been calm and composed, now frowned and said unhappily, "Don't mention that woman to me. It's a bummer." Then, Quan Zhilong stood up and pulled Yang Shenghao up as well, "Come on, play a game with me."
Kim was anxious and wanted to chase after him, but Lee Soo Hyuk held him back: "Kim, forget it."
"It's not a solution for him to keep avoiding it like this."
"How do you know he's running away?"
Kim was stunned for a moment, and then he said after a while: "He used to be very impatient with Xue Jingrong, that woman. We all know this, but after that incident, he actually got together with Xue Jingrong. What does this mean? Isn't it obvious that he is angry? I see that he didn't break up with Xue Jingrong after what happened yesterday. He must not have completely let go of that incident..."
"Kim, I know you have a good relationship with her, but there are some things you should also know. GD was just playing around with her, and they broke up not long after they started dating. How deep could their feelings be? It's been over half a year, is she really that capable of making GD still feel resentful?"
"Then GD and Xue Jingrong...how do you explain this?"
Taking a sip of his wine, Lee Soo Hyuk slowly said, "I think it's more likely that GD is fascinated by Miss Xue. After all, Miss Xue is truly exceptionally charming right now. Her every aspect is miles ahead of that vain woman!"
"No, you misunderstood her. She also has her own difficulties..."
"Forget it." Lee Soo Hyuk interrupted Kim, "She can only lie to you with this kind of words."
Kim wanted to explain: "Really, she didn't do it voluntarily at that time. The company forced her to do it, so there was nothing she could do..."
"Okay." Lee Soo Hyuk patted Kim's shoulder, "Let's go watch them play ball."
"Hey, why don't you believe it..."
"I believe you, but not her. It's that simple. Don't be so stupid as to believe everything she says. The so-called sister is just a title. Don't take it to heart." After saying this, Lee Soo Hyuk didn't continue chatting with Kim. Instead, he walked towards Yang Seung Ho who was swinging his golf club. "GD's character exploded today. I can't beat him. You go ahead."
Taking the pool cue, Lee Soo Hyuk smiled confidently at G-Dragon: "Okay, let me meet you."
Jing Rong arrived at the Xue family mansion. As soon as he opened the door, he was warmly welcomed into the house by the young and beautiful Mrs. Xue: "Baby, you haven't been home for a long time. Your father misses you all the time."
Jing Rong greeted Mrs. Xue indifferently and walked straight to the living room. The living room of the Xue family mansion was very large, and even with about a dozen people in it, it still seemed empty. It was even more so on ordinary days. The first person to see Jing Rong was Xue Jingrong. Except for him, everyone present was of the same generation as President Xue, so Zhang Jingran stood up and greeted Jing Rong: "President, you're here."
"Assistant Zhang."
The middle-aged man next to Zhang Jingran laughed: "Haha, these two kids are so serious even outside of work!"
"Yeah, that's outrageous." President Xue glanced at Jing Rong with a look of disapproval before introducing him. "This is your Uncle Zhang. Jing Ran is older than you, so just call him brother in private. Jing Ran, from now on, when there are no outsiders around, don't be restrained. Just treat Jing Rong as your junior."
Mrs. Xue also came over at this time. After hearing what President Xue said, she couldn't wait for the two parties to express their opinions and said, "Grandpa, these two children are really a perfect match!"
President Xue immediately glanced at Jing Rong. At the same time, Jing Rong was looking at Mrs. Xue expressionlessly. President Xue pretended to be stern and scolded her, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Okay, okay, you guys eat, I'll go to the kitchen to see how the food is cooking." Mrs. Xue turned around and left the living room with infinite grievance.
President Xue glanced at the empty seat next to him and said in a deep voice, "Sit down. Even if you have finished your meal, you should still sit with us uncles."
Jing Rong then greeted the group of uncles before taking a seat. A dozen or so uncles asked a few questions each, and Jing Rong kept answering. The elders showed the same concern for the younger generation. From work to life, they were concerned about Jing Rong in every aspect, and they started to care about her relationship problems. Don't think that men don't gossip. You can't resist them when they gossip.
Zhang Jingran glanced at Jingrong playfully. Before Jingrong could answer, President Xue spoke for her: "Children's love of playing doesn't count. Besides, she is so busy now, how can she have time for a relationship?"
"Yeah, there's no rush." An uncle echoed, and then reminded Jingrong, "You're still young, so take good care of the company for your father first. Once your career is stable, it won't be too late to consider other things."
Another uncle was more ambiguous: "Don't worry about this. Your father will help you find a good one. We have lived for decades and are much more accurate in judging people than you little girls."
Under the teasing of her uncles, Jing Rong began to imitate Zhang Jingran and pretend to be dead - she nodded and said yes to everything that was mentioned, and never took the initiative to speak unless she was mentioned. She spent most of the night like this. Although she did not receive a call from Quan Zhilong, Jing Rong decided to go to the club where Quan Zhilong and others were gathering after coming out of the Xue family mansion. She just sent a text message before getting in the car - she had been there before, and the music in the box was very loud, so he might not be able to hear it if she called, so to save trouble, she just sent a text message directly. Although Captain Quan did not reply, Jing Rong took it as his tacit consent.
Of course, whether Jingrong said hello or not, Quan Zhilong would not mind. When Jingrong arrived at the club's private room, a group of people were having a great time. Quan Zhilong saw Jingrong coming in the crowd and stood up in surprise. As soon as Jingrong came to his side, Quan Zhilong couldn't wait to ask, "Is the party over so soon?"
"Yeah." Jing Rong nodded. "Is it disturbing you guys since you didn't reply to my text message?"
"How could that be?" Quan Zhilong pulled Jingrong to sit on his lap, "Let's go home after this game."
"That won't work," Lee Soo Hyuk disagreed. "You're so high on winning today, you should at least treat everyone to a midnight snack."
G-Dragon glanced at Jing Rong and said as he threw down his cards, "Today's bill will be on my bill, let's forget about the midnight snack. We played so late last night and didn't go home. You guys don't need to sleep, I still need to catch up on my sleep!"
"You used to be even more high than this, didn't you?" Li Xiuhe also threw out a card, glanced at Jingrong, and said with a sly smile, "But it's true. With such a beautiful girlfriend in my arms, I wouldn't want to have a midnight snack with a bunch of grown men."
The author has something to say: I have tried my best today. Look at this fat chapter. Are you moved to tears? Anyway, the author is crying, and the friends who were abandoned are hurt and crying qaq
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