Chapter 56 Dilemma
Jing Rong nodded and smiled: "Yes, what a coincidence."
Seeing that Jingrong was in a bad mood, Zheng Yunhao asked with concern: "What happened? You look very bad..."
"You look bad?" Jing Rong was stunned and subconsciously retorted, "How is that possible?!"
Jung Yunho didn't pay attention to Jingrong's absent-mindedness. He looked down at her, who was only carrying a small bag and looked very casual, and asked, "Did you check in your luggage this time?" Last time they came on the same flight. Jingrong boarded the plane directly with a small trolley case. When they got off the plane, Jung Yunho very gentlemanly helped her carry the luggage.
"I didn't have time to pack my luggage, so I'll leave it here first." Jing Rong answered as he sat down in the seat behind Zheng Yunhao.
"What's the rush?"
The hand fastening the seatbelt suddenly stopped, and after two seconds, it resumed its movement. Jing Rong said calmly, "Our Chairman Xue is in the hospital."
"Is your father in the hospital? Is he serious?" Jung Yunho asked with a concerned look. Jingrong shook his head, indicating that he didn't know yet. Jung Yunho nodded and consoled him, "Chairman Xue is in good health, so he should be fine."
Jing Rong nodded distractedly, and Zheng Yunhao smiled gently, "Old people have weaker resistance, and it's normal to get sick and hospitalized occasionally. My parents' health has been much worse in the past two years, but if you pay more attention to it, they won't get seriously ill, so don't worry too much." Zheng Yunhao had just finished the last sentence when he found that Jing Rong's dark eyes were staring at him without blinking. His clear eyes seemed to be emotionless like a robot, but for a second he almost saw clear sarcasm in them, but it was fleeting. When he came back to his senses, Jing Rong's eyes had returned to a calm state.
Zheng Yunhao was a little dazed, not knowing whether to just put it down to an illusion. Although the girl in front of him was completely different from the ones he had met before, the logic of ordinary girls did not work on her at all. For example, when she asked for a kiss on the first meeting, he would think at first that it was an excuse used by Jingrong to get close to him. After getting to know her, he knew that she was not that kind of person, but he never thought that she could be so frank - as a man, he had been a little hesitant to let go of her before, and he promised himself to forget the awkward scene of their first meeting. He did it completely after he became familiar with Jingrong. As a woman, Jingrong never had any adverse reactions, as if she was not the one who experienced that thing that night.
Jung Yunho knew he couldn't use normal logic to think about Jingrong, but today, seeing Jingrong looking quite distraught, he couldn't help but show a little more concern for her, just like someone who usually remained calm in the face of a collapse suddenly panicked. Anyone would worry that the sky was about to fall. Jung Yunho knew that his worry for Jingrong was completely unnecessary for Jingrong, but he shouldn't have assumed that about her. After all, she was just a young girl in her twenties, and usually looked a little cold. Even if she didn't show any concern for her father's illness, she shouldn't have laughed in a mocking manner.
He must have been overthinking it.
Jung Yunho was giving himself a psychological hint, while Jingrong was indeed laughing it off sarcastically. However, she wasn't laughing at President Xue, but at herself. Of course, she might also be laughing at Jung Yunho's nonsense - worry? Everyone in this world is no different from an NPC to her. She needs to worry about an NPC?!
Even if she was truly uneasy, it was simply because she was worried about whether President Xue's condition would affect her ability to complete her mission. That was true, apart from the mission, she didn't care about anything or anyone.
When Zheng Yunhao finished his inner hint and looked at Jingrong without any grudge, he saw her gloomy expression, slightly pale face, and a little haggard look. Zheng Yunhao felt distressed for her unconsciously. They all knew that Chairman Xue had only one daughter. If something happened to him, all the heavy burden of Xue would fall on Jingrong. And Jingrong's young and beautiful stepmother was not someone who could be easily dealt with. Now she was under pressure from Chairman Xue. Once he was no longer able to do so, she would certainly not be willing to let Jingrong take care of everything like now. What's more, there were so many veterans in Xue Group who had accompanied Chairman Xue to build the empire and were eyeing them covetously.
In just a blink of an eye, Jung Yunho analyzed the serious situation that Jingrong was facing. He sincerely felt that this was too cruel for a young lady who had never experienced any hardships since childhood. Now in Jung Yunho's eyes, Jingrong was just a little lamb who tried hard to pretend to be serious and accidentally deceived everyone.
Jung Yunho suddenly felt that Jingrong was quite cute, just like a child pretending to be an adult with a stern face. Jung Yunho was so adorable by the Jingrong he imagined in his imagination that he almost laughed out loud. When he raised his lips and saw Jingrong looking at him with strange eyes, he suddenly felt embarrassed. How could he deserve a beating when he smiled happily in front of a girl who was worried about her father's illness?
"Ahem." For the first time, Jung Yunho felt so relieved that his acting was good. He cleared his throat as if nothing had happened, put on a worried expression, and looked at Jingrong seriously and said, "You must be very tired these past few days, right? Why don't you take a nap? I'll call you when we get to Seoul."
Jing Rong shook her head and said three concise words: "I can't sleep." She has very high requirements for her sleeping environment. Even if it doesn't have to be the place she is most familiar with and feels at ease in, it is impossible for her to sleep in mid-air, especially without someone she feels at ease with next to her.
Jung Yunho automatically understood that Jingrong was too worried and couldn't sleep, but he was afraid that she would be alone with her thoughts, so he suggested, "How about we chat for a while?"
Jing Rong looked at Jung Yunho for a moment, a bit puzzled as to why he would give up being such a good man and become such a chatterbox. But then, thinking of Jung Yunho's manager who had overwhelmed her the first time they met, Jing Rong immediately understood. Everyone understands the subtle influence. So Jing Rong raised his eyebrows, and his eyes finally showed some movement: "What do you want to talk about, senior?"
Thinking Jingrong was very interested in chatting with him, Jung Yunho felt a little happy unconsciously. As the captain of the Korean girl group and the girl president, Jung Yunho racked his brains to think of a topic. He was thinking very hard, but because he didn't have much experience chatting with girls, he couldn't think of a suitable topic after thinking for a long time. Seeing Jingrong quietly waiting for him to speak, Jung Yunho suddenly said, "We are so familiar with each other, it seems inappropriate to use honorifics. I will just call you by your name from now on, and you don't always call me senior."
Jing Rong readily agreed: "Then what should I call you?"
"Call me Oppa?" Jung Yunho smiled gently, but a barely perceptible teasing flashed in his eyes. Although Jingrong was not a star, she was also a public figure. In fact, the number of her fans and the level of attention she received from the media and the public were no less than those of stars. Fans were bored and liked to analyze the habits of their idols. Jung Yunho once saw a fan's summary of Jingrong's personality on Twitter. He forgot the specific content, but it probably said that Jingrong was a combination of perfectionism and obsessive-compulsive disorder. In life, he followed principles all the time. The fans even listed some of Jingrong's principles in different categories, such as several musts and several nevers. One of them made Jung Yunho laugh, that is, Jingrong never calls a man older than herself "Oppa".
In fact, the original text is roughly like this. The blogger analyzes Jing Rong's current status. There should be many people in the company or in life who are dissatisfied with her because she is young and a young girl. Although it is said that society now advocates equal status for women, the only region that can truly achieve this is probably the Americas with a short history. Europe is relatively good. The status of women in Asia is completely inferior to that in Europe and the United States. This is mainly reflected in the workplace. Most Korean men are patriarchal. Until now, there are still many men who oppose women going out to work, not to mention that women who are no different from vases in their eyes have become their superiors and have to let them command them in everything. The blogger should also be a young working woman. She empathizes with Jing Rong between the lines. Jing Rong's serious and responsible character is obvious to all. If others do not recognize her, she will inevitably demand higher standards of herself until everyone recognizes her. She makes up for her lack of experience with IQ and her age with aura. So she is obviously a charming girl, but she is so serious and solemn that people dare not violate her. At the end, the blogger wrote this - Let me ask you, how could Goddess Jingrong, who has to maintain an aura and not be looked down upon, call a boy "Oppa" like a little girl?
As we all know, no matter how formal the tone in Korean is, "Oppa" always sounds like a spoiled child.
Jung Yunho was just casually thinking about it, but after he said it out loud, he felt some expectations that he himself didn't even understand.
Jing Rong did not do as he wished. She tilted her head slightly, seemingly thinking seriously. When Zheng Yunhao was caught off guard, she called out, "Zheng Doubao."
Because there was no warning, and Jingrong's tone was so matter-of-fact, Jung Yunho almost agreed. Fortunately, before he spoke, he glanced at Jingrong reflexively, catching a fleeting glimpse of cunning. Jung Yunho didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Before he could even open his mouth, Jingrong had already complained, "You were the one who said not to use honorifics. I can't be considered disrespectful to my seniors!"
"I didn't say anything, okay, don't feel so guilty."
"No, I'm just afraid that you'll get angry out of shame."
"Don't worry, I mean what I say, unlike someone else." The two adults, whose combined age is nearly fifty years old, have achieved considerable success and status in their respective fields. They usually look like mature and steady elites, but at this moment they are arguing like childish kids.
For a long time, Jing Rong had an invisible barrier with the people in this world. Even Taeyang, who was very special to her, and G-Dragon, who had done the most intimate things with her, could not break this invisible barrier. But at this time, it automatically disappeared. Unknowingly, Jing Rong and Jung Yunho's relationship became much closer. To describe it in one word, it is heart-to-heart.
"By the way, why isn't your agent here?"
"He went back home yesterday." Jung Yunho chuckled. "You seem very interested in him?"
Jing Rong took the drink handed to him by the flight attendant and took a sip before saying, "It's really interesting. This is the first time I've seen such a..." After thinking for a while before coming up with the right adjective, Jing Rong calmly said, "A dynamic agent."
"As if you've met a lot of agents."
"Of course I haven't seen as much as you have." Jing Rong glanced at Zheng Yunhao and continued, "But as long as the number is greater than one, we can make a comparison."
Zheng Yunhao laughed, and suddenly felt that it was not him who was trying his best to cheer up Jingrong who was in a bad mood and trying to divert her attention from thinking about unhappy things, but Jingrong who was doing her utmost to make herself happy.
In reality, Jung Yunho's role as the protagonist was incredibly accurate. From the very beginning, Jingrong had been teasing him, and just as he'd imagined, he'd spared no effort. Even a character as difficult as G-Dragon was nearly taken down by Jingrong, while Jung Yunho's level was like a drizzle. Ultimately, Jingrong was no longer the inexperienced girl who'd just started playing the game and felt uncomfortable even holding hands. She even had the heart to wonder why the original owner hadn't asked her to capture Jung Yunho in the first place. If it had been a different male lead, she'd probably have gone home by now.
Jingrong wasn't truly heartless. She knew immediately why the usually reserved Jung Yunho had suddenly changed his ways and refused to let go, even though his concern was meaningless to her. Initially, due to his lack of experience, Jung Yunho struggled to find the right angle to the conversation. Jingrong couldn't bear to watch the situation become awkward, so she took on the difficult yet significant task of resolving the situation.
When the flight was more than halfway through, the flight attendants began to distribute lunch. They gave out simple Western meals and a bottle of drink. Jingrong had no appetite and only took a few sips of the drink. Seeing this, Zheng Yunhao disagreed and said, "You should go to the hospital as soon as you get off the plane. How can you not eat something now?"
Jing Rong glanced down at the food, but he really had no desire to touch it, so he leaned his head back on the seat, frowned, and said, "We'll see when the time comes."
Jung Yunho frowned, but seeing that Jingrong was really uninterested, he didn't insist too much and lowered his head to start eating his lunch. But maybe his appetite was contagious, Jung Yunho couldn't eat anymore after just two bites, so he put the lunch box on the small table and ignored it. After leaning against the chair and being silent for a while, Jung Yunho looked back at Jingrong and saw that she had her eyes closed. Jung Yunho took out a dark blue eye mask from his bag, and just as he raised his hand to Jingrong, she opened her eyes. Jung Yunho smiled lightly: "Block the light and have a good rest."
Jing Rong shook his head subconsciously: "No..."
Jung Yunho interrupted her: "This is new, I haven't had time to use it yet."
Jing Rong then smiled and said, "Don't you want to use it?"
"I don't need it for now." Zheng Yunhao said, half-standing up and leaning over, as if he was going to put it on Jingrong himself. Jingrong then reached out and took it: "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Zheng Yunhao said softly, then turned around and sat back in his chair, closing his eyes to rest. He had not had an easier time than Jingrong these past two days. He had been running non-stop, doing activities during the day and socializing at night. If it weren't for his good skin, the dark circles under his eyes would probably compete with Seungri's.
This time, Jung Yunho also got off the plane with Seol Kyungyoung. Jung Yunho's agent, who was waiting in the arrival hall, saw them coming out and his eyes lit up instantly. He hurried forward to greet them: "Yunho, Seol Kyungyoung xi!"
The manager wanted to pull Jingrong to share his excitement, but he didn't expect that when he saw him coming, Jingrong just nodded and smiled politely, then turned to Zheng Yunhao and said, "Your manager is here, I'll be leaving first. Thank you for today, bye..."
"Why, didn't Yunhao and Jingrongxi agree to come back together?" the agent asked suddenly. Jingrong was stunned for a moment before shaking his head: "No, it was just a coincidence."
Jingrong turned his questioning eyes to Zheng Yunhao. Zheng Yunhao nodded, looked around and said to Jingrong, "Didn't your assistant or someone come to pick you up? I'm free now. If it's not too much trouble, I can take you there."
"No need. I'll call and ask where he is." Jing Rong took out his cell phone, and the ringtone rang before he even dialed. Without avoiding Zheng Yunhao and the others, Jing Rong directly pressed the answer button, "Assistant Xu, where are you now? What, traffic jam? It will take at least half an hour to get there?" Jing Rong frowned, lowered his head to look at his watch, and said directly, "Forget it, you take the driver to the hospital, and I'll take a taxi there myself... It's okay, just tell me the hospital..."
Jing Rong hung up the phone. The two men next to her looked at her in unison. Jing Rong smiled and explained, "My assistant got stuck in traffic, so I decided to go there myself."
The agent hurriedly asked: "I heard something about a hospital. Is Jing Rongxi sick?" He seemed very worried about her health.
Jingrong didn't have the energy to think about where Zheng Yunhao's agent's enthusiasm and concern for her came from. When she was about to say goodbye to Zheng Yunhao, Zheng Yunhao explained for her: "Jingrong's father is in the hospital, and she is in a hurry to visit him. It's not convenient to take a taxi now, so I'll take you there." The latter sentence was obviously said to Jingrong.
"Yeah." The agent followed up Jung Yunho's words, "The car is outside. You guys wait at the gate first, I'll drive it over." As he said that, without waiting for Jingrong to respond, he hurried out to get the car.
Jing Rong frowned and looked at Zheng Yunhao: "Isn't this a bad idea?"
"It's nothing, aren't we friends?" Zheng Yunhao said lightly, and reached out to hold Jingrong's hand and walked out. His palm was big, his knuckles were strong, and there was a little heat in it, but it could soothe the lingering irritability in Jingrong's heart.
Jing Rong didn't say anything, but obediently followed Zheng Yunhao out. Zheng Yunhao looked back at her and smiled, "Are you worried about how to introduce me to your father later?"
"You think too much." Jing Rong, who had regained his composure, was in the mood to joke, "You don't even need to introduce me to my dad."
"That's so sad. I originally thought that if it could make your dad happier and get better soon, I would be willing to be a little bit aggrieved and not argue with anything you say."
Jing Rong sneered, and Zheng Yunhao said seriously: "But my father and your father are old classmates. It's only natural for me to visit him when he is sick. You don't have to feel pressured."
Jing Rong looked at Jung Yunhao carefully. Something she had been struggling with for a long time finally made sense. It was simply because of the relationship between their fathers that Jung Yunhao took such good care of her. It was just a man's moral obligation, not a romantic reason. Jing Rong suddenly felt a mix of emotions. If Jung Yunhao had no other feelings for her, she would have no reason to pull him out. However, her mission was going too smoothly, and it was clear she could advance to the second stage. All she needed was a man who was as good as G-Dragon in every way.
The game had already started and she couldn't call a pause because she couldn't wait.
The author has something to say: The heroine is already in the game, how can she stay out of it...
I'll post a chapter at twelve o'clock. The author is going to wait for Professor Do at two o'clock in the morning, so there may be a second update at some time. Of course, I can't guarantee it completely. Ahem, thank you first buddy——
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