Chapter 64 True Feelings and False Intentions
For the majority of VIPs, Kiko Mizuhara's nude photos were exposed, and they were high-definition photos of her in different poses with different men. Even the key parts were not mosaiced. This is undoubtedly the most heart-wrenching news, no doubt about it!
With such a sudden and powerful news story, known to the entire city overnight and so targeted, Kiko Mizuhara, having been in the entertainment industry for so long, knew without a second thought that it was directed at her. She rarely panicked. After her agent called her to halt her activities and stay out of the spotlight, she began to calm down and think about it. Normally, she was a cautious person, unwilling to offend anyone easily. In their line of work, connections were crucial. Perhaps someone who looked insignificant, and indeed was initially insignificant, would suddenly have a sudden surge of good fortune. Therefore, it was better to be friendly than to be hostile. Kiko Mizuhara also knew that although her personality was not very likable, there was probably only one person in the world who would go to such lengths to target her.
Her ex's current boyfriend, Xue Jingrong! Thinking she had figured out the key, Kiko Mizuhara let out a cold sneer. The young lady's approach was truly extraordinary, simple, direct, and effective from the start. But she'd overlooked the psychology of men. No matter how bad Kiko Mizuhara was, she was still G-Dragon's ex-girlfriend, someone who had a relationship with him. Would he be happy to see his ex portrayed in such a deplorable light? If Kiko Mizuhara resembled the image Xue Jingrong wanted to convey, then how much better could G-Dragon be?
Thinking of this, Kiko Mizuhara suddenly felt less worried. She even had the mood to call her agent, "Brother, please book me a ticket back to the United States... It's okay, this opportunity is rare, just treat it as a vacation... Don't worry, I'll find a way to come back after this storm is over..."
Although the agent was not as confident as Kiko Mizuhara, he felt better and advised, "Okay, don't think too much in the United States. I will notify you immediately if there is any movement here."
"Okay, thank you, bro."
After hanging up the phone, Kiko Mizuhara curled her lips. She had been worried about how she would end up after completely offending G-Dragon, but this time, Miss Xue had given her a huge opportunity. With such a big thing happening, she had become the victim. Would G-Dragon still hold a grudge against her for the past? She needed to go back and adjust herself, to present herself at the most appropriate time and in the most appropriate manner. Even if she couldn't reunite with G-Dragon, it would be fine if he helped her return to the entertainment industry or even reach a higher level. By the way, what she couldn't get, Xue Jingrong, a woman who was inferior to her in everything except wealth, could get?
As the saying goes, "Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise."
Over there, Kiko Mizuhara was leisurely looking for a way out, even vaguely discovering a chance to turn defeat into victory. Here, Jing Rong sighed solemnly and threw her phone aside. After taking a shower, she changed her clothes and went downstairs. Jung Yunho was surprisingly considerate and sat in the car waiting for her. Jing Rong opened the car door and got in, smiling, "It's only a few steps away. Don't you think it's too much trouble?"
Perhaps it was the run they'd just had that made Jingrong feel like he'd been transported back to his youth. Her words were casual yet playful, with a slight upturn at the end. The "ah" she pronounced had a profound, lingering quality that resonated deeply with Jung Yunho. No one had ever touched him the way she did, no matter what she did. Jung Yunho chuckled softly, thinking of the seafood porridge his hourly aunt had just cooked. He hoped to take Jingrong there as soon as possible so he could enjoy the best of it.
Now, let alone bowing and using honorifics, Jingrong is becoming more and more casual with Zheng Yunhao. Sometimes, even if it's a small favor, he doesn't even need to say thank you. This is a very rare situation in a country that attaches great importance to seniority. With one intentionally approaching and the other unintentionally rejecting, Jingrong and Zheng Yunhao have only been together for a few days, and they are already like old friends who have known each other for many years. However, this casualness is a little different from Jingrong and Dongyang. In their usual casual interactions, there are some inexplicable feelings. For example, whether it is Dongyang or Taiyang, although they are good to Jingrong, they will not always reveal an air of doting on her, as if she is like a child who has not grown up, as if everything she does can be forgiven.
It was the first time Jing Rong had been so embraced by someone. Even in the dead of night, she would feel a twinge of guilt and unease. Sometimes, she even considered telling him the truth, regardless of the consequences. Whether or not he chose to play along in this game that was destined to end in a hapless state was entirely his choice. But such thoughts rarely lasted more than a second. Jing Rong had learned from a young age that if you want something, you must pay for it. Success doesn't come easily. So-called conscience? Sorry, from the moment she agreed to the original owner, she had already been prepared to completely abandon him.
No one can stop her from going home, so Jing Rong keeps emphasizing to herself that this is just a game, a large-scale real-life experience game that is slightly more realistic. The people in this world are all NPCs to her. Maybe they have their own lives, emotions, and everything, but there is no Jing Rong in this world. This is enough to prove everything - Jing Rong has always been rational and kept her mission in mind, but she was pretentious at the critical moment.
After driving out of Jingrong's residential complex, Zheng Yunhao turned around and looked at her. Seeing Jingrong's eyes suddenly dim, he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"
Jingrong instantly came out of her lost mood and smiled at Zheng Yunhao: "It's nothing, it's just that no one has had breakfast with me for a long time." Jingrong was referring to the situation where the family sat together to have breakfast and then went out to do their own things. Since she became Xue Jingrong, she has never experienced such a warm moment. Perhaps G-Dragon, who had slept in the same bed with her for a while, had thought about it, but he just didn't have the ability.
Somehow, Jung Yunho suddenly thought of Seol Kyung-young's motherless childhood and his father's countless lovers. His own parents were loving and harmonious, his only regret being that he neglected his family in pursuit of his dreams, not even having time to spend with them. Yet, his family never blamed him, only finding ways to care for him. Jung Yunho couldn't empathize with Kyung-young's loneliness, but that didn't stop him from feeling distressed for her. A surge of warmth filled his heart, and he couldn't help but hold Kyung-young's hand: "From now on, I'll eat with you whenever I have time."
This was not the first time they held hands, but the previous times they held hands were always due to various circumstances, or logical reasons, or someone was drunk and had no consciousness, so this was the first time they held hands in the true sense. Zheng Yunhao's palm was as hot as ever, and his broad palm always gave people a lot of sense of security, just like his tough shoulders. However, Jingrong was suddenly held and was almost burned by such heat, and retracted his hand reflexively.
The harmonious atmosphere in the car suddenly became awkward. Silence spread between the two of them, and it was even a little oppressive. After a while, Jing Rong finally spoke first: "Sorry..."
With this time, Jung Yunho had already prepared himself for psychological comfort. Turning around, he saw Jingrong's clear eyes full of apology and smiled. Although he had talked about two relationships that ended in failure before, Jingrong was undoubtedly different. It was not that she had a personality, but this was the first time he found that he had such a strong desire to be with someone. Since childhood, Jung Yunho had always been the one who took the initiative. This was the first time in his life that he took the initiative. It was not a clear topic of discussion, but just some ambiguous probing. However, he was met with evasive treatment from the other party. If this was not a rejection, what was? Jung Yunho closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, finally resisting the urge to rush out. It must not be what he thought. Maybe she was just not ready, or maybe he didn't do well enough to gain her trust.
When he turned around again, he saw Jingrong's eyes full of apology. Zheng Yunhao suddenly remembered the first time they met. The girl with an expressionless face and quite imposing manner was blocking him. She was the only one who approached him so confidently and without making people feel disgusted. He had only met this one in his life. You know, he used to hate women who approached him without knowing the signs and regardless of the occasion. But that time, he suddenly felt that the other party was somewhat cute. After a few words, Jingrong started to get straight to the point with a serious face. She actually wanted a kiss from him - the girl who was never flustered even when asking a stranger for a kiss in public, now showed such undisguised guilt to him. What else was there for him to care about?
Jing Rong watched this gentle but not without temper man go through such an embarrassing situation, and he just smiled tolerantly and said to her, "We're here," and then he unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. Before she could even react, he was standing next to her and helped her open the car door like a gentleman. Jing Rong looked into Zheng Yunhao's eyes quietly, and Zheng Yunhao also looked back at her quietly. Suddenly, he glanced at her seat belt and chuckled: "Can I help you?"
Jing Rong paused, quickly unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, then followed him into the elevator. Looking at Zheng Yunhao's straight back, Jing Rong took a step forward: "I'm sorry..."
Jung Yunho interrupted what Jingrong was about to say, and said with a rare bit of force, "I don't want to hear the same thing twice." What he really wanted to say was that she shouldn't apologize to him, ever, because he didn't need to. But the girl was already burdened, and he didn't have the heart to force her.
But if possible, Jung Yunho hoped that he would never know why she felt guilty towards him.
After breakfast, Zheng Yunhao, under Jingrong's guidance, sent her to Xue's headquarters. When Jingrong was unbuckling her seat belt, Zheng Yunhao looked at her gently as if nothing had happened and said, "Come to my house for dinner tonight?"
"I……"
Jung Yunho already knows how to keep Jingrong from saying no—he's even better at this than G-Dragon. Before Jingrong could say anything, Jung Yunho explained, "Starting tomorrow, I won't have it easy. I have to go on tours in other countries, so I probably won't see him for a week. I'm afraid if I don't say goodbye properly, Typhoon will get angry."
When the topic of the typhoon came up, Jing Rong was speechless. She simply nodded and waved to Jung Yunho as if nothing had happened after getting out of the car. She even watched him leave before turning back into the building. At this moment, Jing Rong suddenly thought that a truly mature man should be like Jung Yunho, who remained calm but was able to hold all the initiative in his own hands, and would not make her feel at all like he was being controlled.
"Morning, President." Jing Rong had just walked into the hall when he noticed a tall figure waiting for him. Walking a little further, he saw Zhang Jingran, who was beaming with joy. Jing Rong also smiled and greeted him, "Morning."
"I just saw the handsome guy who brought you here." Zhang Jingran's expression was ambiguous. "I don't think he's the one from your family?"
"Didn't you know this a long time ago?" Jing Rong's expression remained unchanged.
"I thought you could at least feign panic and throw a check down to shut me up."
"I didn't expect that Assistant Zhang's hobby is watching melodramas? His taste is so elegant that I can't even catch up with him." The elevator came down and Jing Rong went in first. As it was still early, they were the only two waiting for the elevator. After Zhang Jingran came in, she pressed the floor and elevator-closing buttons, joking with Zhang Jingran seriously, "No need for a check, but President Xue has been away during this period. Assistant Zhang has worked hard and made great contributions, so his salary must be increased." When saying this, Jing Rong's tone became a little more formal.
Zhang Jingran smiled, revealing his white teeth. "Then I'd be grateful if you could give me a few more days off, that would be even better."
"Are you dreaming? Have you ever seen a landlord engage in a loss-making business where he loses money but doesn't even get his money back?" Jing Rong said with a forced smile, "You still want to rest? Sign the indenture first."
G-Dragon held his breath for a while last night. He was very unhappy that Jingrong had returned to her old ways and started to be hot and cold towards him. So when he woke up in the morning, although he really wanted to hear her voice as soon as possible, he held back and sent her a text message. He knew that Jingrong was unlikely to call him just because of his good morning text message. He even woke up Taeyang before going out to tell him the latest news about Kiko Mizuhara and some random complaints. He knew that his teammates had sent text messages to Jingrong last night. According to Jingrong's habit, she should be able to chat with Taeyang. When the time comes, Taeyang will reveal the news to her. Whether she is overjoyed because Mizuhara was hacked or unhappy because he won over her assistant secretary, she should call to consult.
The calculation was very good. G-Dragon's understanding of his gay friend and girlfriend allowed him to plan everything out. However, he may have really overestimated his position in Jingrong's heart. By noon, there was only a simple reply letter and nothing else.
Looking at the empty phone, G-Dragon suddenly felt tired and unloved. After dinner, he threw the phone directly to Kim Nam-guk, which attracted the attention of his friends.
"Why don't you call Jingrong?" Top spoke first. It's no wonder he was curious. Judging from how affectionate G-Dragon and Jingrong have been recently, today was a very unusual day.
Quan Zhilong huddled down on the sofa, grabbed a pillow and hugged it in his arms. He pouted unconsciously, feeling a little depressed: "She didn't call me."
"Brother, how old are you anyway?" Shengli scoffed. "Girls can't always take the initiative, okay? Especially when you act like you care about her, she'll become more pretentious. Don't say your sister-in-law is different; she's also a girl and can't escape this rule. Maybe right now, she's clutching her pillow like you, complaining about why she's not interested."
If it weren't for what happened last night, G-Dragon would have been attracted by Seungri's description and started imagining Jingrong's resentful look. But there is no if. G-Dragon is sensitive, and this is also an invisible induction between lovers. Although he can't say why, he can always find some clues from her seemingly no different actions.
G-Dragon didn't want to speculate whether his girlfriend had suddenly changed her mind—it was unrealistic. They were so good now, and they had been so inseparable the day before. She hadn't changed her mind when he ignored her so much, so how could she change her mind when he cared more and more? The only explanation might be that they had moved on so quickly, and she hadn't had time to react until they were separated again. Her love for him was probably mostly a desire for challenge. As a young lady of noble birth, she had never been rejected or ignored so thoroughly before, and she was very unwilling to accept it, holding her breath and insisting on proving herself. Now that he finally fell in love with her, she was gradually starting to feel bored.
G-Dragon's conjecture was met with even more merciless sneers from his friends. Even Jin Nanguo felt that he must be caring too much and becoming anxious and worried. "Everyone can see how Xue Jingrongxi feels about you. It's easy to tell whether it's true or not, just like Seungri's ex-girlfriend's name was Liu something. The fox's tail was exposed immediately. What was fake could never be real. Besides, you said Xue Jingrongxi was just possessive, but think about her. She's a rich girl, usually pampered and treated like a star. Is it necessary for her to lower herself so low for a game? And for such a long time? What kind of girl has such patience?" Finally, Jin Nanguo concluded, "You just think too much, Zhilong. Although you've had many relationships in the past, you should have been sincere before, right? Love is different from playing games. You still have a lot to learn. If you keep worrying and suspicious like this, you might just push your girlfriend further away."
As soon as Jin Nanguo finished his long speech, Shengli applauded enthusiastically: "You are so talented, Brother Nanguo, it turns out you are the love saint!"
The author has something to say: I’m really sorry for making you wait for so long [deep bow] The author was stuck yesterday, but fortunately I didn’t give up and finally managed to finish it o(╯□╰)o
Many friends were shocked again, and the last girl even went to the author's backstage╭(╯3╰)╮——
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Thank you girls, muah, I updated less this chapter, I will make it up to you today
I'm so sleepy, I have to go to bed, good night, my friends
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