Chapter 69 Another Scandal
During Jingrong's stay in Osaka, everyone was in a good mood. Big Bang, 2ne1, and Jingrong got along well, otherwise Jingrong wouldn't have been dragged along by 2ne1 on a shopping spree. However, in a distant place, there was someone who was having a hard time.
Kiko Mizuhara knew that once she went to the United States, it would be difficult for her to return to the Japanese fashion circle, but she was ready to overcome all difficulties. She would get up from where she fell. Therefore, Kiko Mizuhara in the United States did not dare to neglect the domestic situation for a moment. The more she paid attention, the colder her heart became. Of course, she was also somewhat glad that she decided to return to the United States temporarily. Those VIPs were like crazy, and perhaps some of her former friends were taking advantage of the situation. Kiko Mizuhara had no doubt that if she were still in Tokyo, she might have been skinned alive by those crazy VIPs.
However, Kiko Mizuhara, who was far away in the United States, could only hear the situation through the Internet and her friends' oral accounts, and could not clearly feel how serious the situation was. So Kiko Mizuhara just secretly reminded herself to avoid offending VIPs in the future. She never expected that a group of seemingly crazy people could destroy her so thoroughly.
When Kiko Mizuhara received the call from her agent, she had just returned from shopping with her sister.
"Brother, what do you want from me?"
"Kiko, how are you doing lately?" The agent's natural and friendly tone made Kiko Mizuhara unable to guess what she would face next. She smiled and said, "Yeah, I'm fine. How about you, brother?"
"Not so good." The agent's tone was a little low. "The company has been severely affected recently. Many contracts have been terminated. The people I manage are especially affected. They have suffered the most serious losses in the entire company."
Kiko Mizuhara's heart skipped a beat, and she asked cautiously, "What's so serious?"
"Ever since G-Dragon publicly clarified on the show that he and you have never had any relationship."
"Then..." Kiko Mizuhara had gradually felt her hands and feet getting cold. She wanted to ask something but didn't know what to ask for a moment.
The agent sighed and said formally, "Xizi, I've fought for you, but the company really has no choice now. The director has decided that our contract...will be temporarily terminated."
Kiko Mizuhara suddenly felt it was ridiculous: "Brother, aren't it just a few fans making trouble? Do we have to compromise with fans who have no power and no background? Doesn't that mean we can satisfy them no matter what they make trouble for in the future? Brother, the company can't make such an irrational decision, right? You are kidding me, right?" Kiko Mizuhara wanted to laugh a few times to express that her agent's joke was indeed funny, but the other party's silence made her unable to laugh.
Kiko Mizuhara's heart gradually turned cold, as if she had fallen into an icy cave. After a moment of silence, her agent said, "Kiko, accept the reality."
"It's not that I don't accept it, brother, it's just the fans making trouble. Besides, I've been in the company for so many years and have done so much for the company, how can I..."
"You know a few fans definitely won't pose a threat to you," Kiko's agent interrupted her and whispered, "At first we thought it was other colleagues taking advantage of the situation to disrupt the company's contract, but later we realized that wasn't the case at all. Kiko, someone is targeting you, putting pressure on the company just to target you. We can't do anything about it..."
"Who is it?"
"I'm not sure, but think about who you've offended. It should be easy to find someone powerful enough to reach this point," the agent whispered. "The company originally forbade me from sharing these things with you, but you've been with me for many years... Xizi, take care of yourself..."
After the agent hung up the phone, Kiko Mizuhara looked at her phone and collapsed dejectedly onto the sofa. It was over, everything was over. Her ideals, all the work she had done for so many years, were all destroyed in an instant. She had lost not only her future but also her love.
If this can be described as a gamble, Kiko Mizuhara is probably the kind of person who loses everything.
As a person with ideals and aspirations, there should be nothing more cruel than the shattering of dreams. Kiko Mizuhara felt like the sky was falling for a moment, and even became depressed to the point of having no desire to live. Unlike most people whose dreams are shattered, Kiko Mizuhara has been struggling on this road for many years, almost since she was a child. As her desire for fame deepened day by day, she paid more and more. She did do those photos that were exposed last time before she got involved with Big Bang. People without background who want to stand out always pay a price more than you can imagine. She even calculated her love - she knew clearly that she liked G-Dragon, and that was the thing she cherished most besides her career, but at the same time, she never gave up the idea of calculating G-Dragon. For a woman like this, what else can't be paid?
Kiko Mizuhara believes that she can give everything, and she is confident that she will succeed - this is not blind confidence. After nearly ten years, she has gradually become well-known, and she is still very young. Another five or ten years will be no problem. Yes, success is waiting for her as long as she does not give up and moves forward.
Who could have imagined that in just a few days, nearly a decade of her hard work and business would be destroyed? The feeling of having her faith shattered left the usually rational and calculating Kiko Mizuhara in a state of drunken stupor for several days, a zombie by day and the bar her home by night. Finally, her sister couldn't stand it anymore and pulled her aside, sipping drink after drink at the bar, saying, "Sister, stop drinking. Let's go home."
"Home? What home?" Kiko Mizuhara sneered unconsciously, drank the wine in the glass and muttered to herself, "It's over, there is nothing left..."
"No, sister, you are still young and beautiful, don't give up, let's go back and start over?"
Kiko Mizuhara shook her head: "I can't go back, Yuguo, you know I can't go back!" As she said that, Kiko Mizuhara swept the things in front of her with her hand, and the wine glasses and bottles fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Mizuhara's sister was frightened and was about to wave for someone to come and clean up, but her sister was already lying on the bar and crying loudly.
Mizuhara's sister couldn't bear it any longer and stepped forward to pat her shoulder: "It's okay, sister. Even if we don't go back to Japan, the worst that can happen is that we start from scratch. Your excellence will also be discovered here. As long as you don't give up, you will become a supermodel one day. I have always been proud of you, sister..."
Kiko Mizuhara's crying gradually stopped, but it wasn't because of her sister's comfort. She smiled bitterly in her heart. How could she succeed? She had suffered such a heavy defeat in Japan. She had no background and her style was not what people here would accept. How could she start again?
Mizuhara thought her words of comfort were effective, so she quickly added, "Sister, you have to cheer up and show those who look down on you that you will not be defeated."
Hearing this, Kiko Mizuhara was horrified. For the past few days, she had been mourning her future. But how could the culprit, the one who had forced her into such a desperate situation with such shady means, be allowed to live so freely?!
While Mizuhara was still in a daze, Kiko had already pushed her away and left. Mizuhara quickly paid the bill and chased after her: "Sister, please walk slower..." The drunk Kiko Mizuhara staggered on the road. Mizuhara's sister quickly caught up with her and put her hand on her shoulder: "Youguo, you are right, I will not let her go!"
Mizuhara's sister's heart skipped a beat: "Who should I let go?"
"The one who caused all this."
"Are you saying someone is plotting against you?" Mizuhara's sister was startled and asked hurriedly, "Who is it?!"
Kiko Mizuhara didn't answer, but just kept saying over and over again: "I won't let her go. She wants to live happily after turning me into this? Dream on!"
Kiko Mizuhara is also a person of perseverance. The next day she returned to normal - at least on the surface. Kiko Mizuhara was sitting in a cafe in casual clothes, seemingly enjoying afternoon tea. A while later, a slender and elegant oriental beauty also entered the cafe. Kiko Mizuhara waved to the other party, and the beautiful woman walked over gracefully with a bag in her hand.
"Hello, Miss Jin, my name is Kiko." Kiko Mizuhara said with a smile.
The beautiful woman surnamed Jin sat down and then said, "I know you introduced yourself on the phone."
"I know Miss Jin is always busy. I'm sorry to bother you by calling you out today."
"Since you know you're disturbing me, just say what you want to say."
Kiko Mizuhara smiled indifferently. She knew she was not popular with the same sex, especially those related to that man. Similarly, she did not like the woman opposite her.
"Then I'll be frank." Kiko Mizuhara put down her cup. "Ms. Jin Jin-ah, after all these years, have you met G-Dragon since then?"
Jin Zhener was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mizuhara Kiko with a sharp gaze: "You asked me to come here just for this topic."
"I thought you should know that we don't know each other, and G-Dragon is the only connection between us."
Jin Zhen'er paused, then said, "So what?"
"I've always been curious. You're the only past that G-Dragon has acknowledged—or maybe it wasn't the past. Back then, G-Dragon was just an ordinary guy, nowhere near as good as he is now. Kim Jin-ah, who's been accustomed to the world since childhood, naturally looked down on him. I heard that the arrogant G-Dragon loved you terribly, confessing his love to you three or two times but still refusing to give up. The last time, it was raining, and he waited for five hours downstairs at your house with flowers in the rain, only to find out that even the address was fake..."
Jin Zhener pursed her lips: "What are you struggling to say?"
"Don't be impatient. I heard that Miss Jin Zhener has always been gentle and patient." Mizuhara Kiko continued to smile. "I've only heard your name before. Today is the first time I've met you, but I don't feel unfamiliar at all. Do you know why?"
Jin Zhener pursed her lips and didn't answer. Mizuhara Kiko just smiled at her and answered herself, "Your temperament, face shape, eyes, even your voice and tone of voice, I've seen them in other women before - all of G-Dragon's ex-girlfriends were almost all chosen based on your appearance."
Jin Zhener had a deadpan expression: "You must be joking. At least we are completely different."
"I was just an accident. If I hadn't been pestering him for two years, how could he have seen me? Even if he saw me, it would have been just a brief glance. Now that I've reached this point, has he ever cared about our past friendship?" Kiko Mizuhara's tone changed, and she spoke rather dejectedly.
"What does this have to do with me?"
Kiko Mizuhara sighed. "Over the years, he hasn't said it, but we all know he's never forgotten you. Otherwise, he wouldn't have looked for someone similar to you with every girlfriend he's had. And you, Miss Jin Zhener, as far as I know, have been single all these years since you went abroad. Since you both have feelings for each other, why do you keep wasting time like this?"
"I didn't expect that Miss Kiko is such a kind person that you spared no effort to pimp for your ex-boyfriend?" Jin Zhener smiled, and the sarcasm on her lips was extremely clear.
Kiko Mizuhara didn't react to her sarcasm at all, and continued calmly, "After all, he is the only man I have ever loved. Now, it is absolutely impossible for us to be together, but I still hope he is happy."
Jin Zhener looked directly into Kiko Mizuhara's eyes: "What do you want from me?"
"I don't want anything." Kiko Mizuhara laughed at herself. "I know you might not believe it. In fact, I never thought I would do such a thing before. It still seems like a dream... But after this incident, I have realized that everything is false. Living a happy life is the most important thing. And G-Dragon, he has never been happy in all these years."
Kiko Mizuhara's words were really convincing, and coupled with her sincere expression, Jin-ah was almost shaken. After all, she had seen the same remarks on the Internet as Kiko Mizuhara said. The man was romantic and unrestrained, but every girlfriend that was discovered by everyone, or rumored girlfriend, or his publicly expressed ideal type, had more or less something in common with her, which made it easy for her to believe Kiko Mizuhara's words deep down in her heart.
Seeing Jin Zhener remained silent, Kiko Mizuhara pressed on, "Ms. Jin Zhener, if you don't believe me, why don't you try it yourself? I have a ticket for the front row of Big Bang's concert in Osaka the day after tomorrow. I can't go right now, but you could go and see it. You don't have to do anything. As long as you can meet in person, everything will be clear, right? It's better than waiting for him in a distant country while he misses you without knowing it."
With that, Kiko Mizuhara put the ticket on the table, took another sip of coffee, stood up and said, "Ms. Jin Ah, it's up to you to decide what to do. I've said what I should say. Goodbye." Then, Kiko Mizuhara put on her sunglasses and walked out of the coffee shop without looking back. Jin Ah looked at the ticket on the table, and suddenly the scene of the man when he was still a teenager singing the song written specifically for her on the stage flashed before her eyes.
It's been years since we last met. How are you? I always think of you on rainy days. Do you miss me as much as I miss you?
Finally, Jin Zhener reached out her hand and slowly reached for the ticket. Outside, in the corner of the coffee shop, Kiko Mizuhara leaned against it and sneered, "Miss Xue, you were so arrogant. Now that the first love that man has been thinking about has reappeared, can you still be so arrogant?"
The flight arrived in Seoul on time, but Jingrong took some time to pick up her luggage. She dragged her large suitcase directly to the airport parking lot. Zheng Yunhao's car was parked in the most conspicuous place. Jingrong could even see the person in the car waving at her.
Seeing Jingrong coming over with such a large box, Zheng Yunhao got out of the driver's seat, walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk, then stood there and smiled at Jingrong: "The box was so small when we left, how come it has become so big when we came back?"
"Because I bought some gifts, the previous box can no longer hold them."
"Oh, is there one for me?" Jung Yunho asked leisurely.
"Yes." Jing Rong smiled and walked closer to Zheng Yunhao. When Zheng Yunhao took his suitcase and put it in the trunk, Jing Rong asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"Not long, let's go."
"Yes, thank you."
Zheng Yunhao smiled slightly and sat back in the driver's seat without reminding Jingrong that he didn't need to be so polite in front of him.
Elsewhere, Quan Zhilong, who had just finished sending the plane off, sat back in the car, feeling rather uneasy, his brows slightly furrowed. Taeyang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, observed his expression for a long time and couldn't help but laugh, "Jingrong just left, and you're already reluctant to let him go?"
Quan Zhilong paused and said, "You are also learning to be more victorious."
Sun shook his head: "I'm telling the truth. Look at your frown now, you're obviously unhappy."
Quan Zhilong pursed his lips and didn't refute. Taeyang comforted him, "Don't worry, after those two concerts in Saitama, we should be able to go back to Seoul. We've only been apart for half a month. Didn't you guys get through a month or two apart before?"
G-Dragon nodded vaguely, but in fact, his mind was not on chatting with Taeyang at all. Because he felt guilty, he had been resisting the urge to check his emails last night. Now that Jingrong is gone, he can take a look at what has made him so upset, but... it seems that there is a voice deep in his heart telling him not to open it.
So... should he know or not? G-Dragon was caught in a dilemma. He'd be reluctant to give up, but he was also worried about opening it and finding something he'd regret. He rarely faced such a difficult decision. G-Dragon glanced at Taeyang and suddenly asked, "Youngbae, if there were things that might be bad to know, would you choose not to know?"
The sun smiled happily, his eyes curved into a line: "If it were me, I would rather be a ghost who knows."
G-Dragon's eyes flashed, he nodded and accelerated the car.
"Why are you asking such a question?" Taeyang looked at G-Dragon and suddenly saw him turning around. He asked again, "Aren't you going to rehearse? Why are you going back?"
"Go back to your room and get something."
"What do you want?"
"I forgot my phone."
"But it's almost time for rehearsal, how can we make it in time?" Taiyang said, "How about you use my phone?"
"It's okay, I'll try to hurry."
But before the car reached the hotel, Taeyang's phone rang. Several agents on the other end of the line were urging people to come. Taeyang handed the phone to G-Dragon. G-Dragon pursed his lips and listened for a while, then turned his head away unwillingly.
When Jingrong and Zheng Yunhao arrived home, as soon as they opened the door, Typhoon rushed up excitedly and swirled around Jingrong and Zheng Yunhao. Zheng Yunhao hugged it and said to Jingrong with satisfaction, "You took good care of it. Thank you."
"You're welcome. I'll be taking care of you on a part-time basis these two days."
Jung Yunho smiled. Jingrong poured him a cup of tea, picked up the suitcase and said, "You can sit down for a while, or go to the small garden to bask in the sun. I'll go pack my things first."
"Okay, go ahead and do your work. Don't worry about me." Jing Rong nodded and pulled his suitcase into his room. Afterwards, Zheng Yunhao also went to the small garden with excitement. After Jing Rong finished packing his things and came out, he saw that there was no one in the living room, so he went directly to the small garden. Zheng Yunhao was indeed up there. Hearing footsteps, Zheng Yunhao turned around and smiled at Jing Rong: "When the weather gets warmer, we can put up a big parasol here. In the evening, we can enjoy the cool air while watching the scenery."
"That's right, why didn't I think of that." Jing Rong responded as she walked over here. When Typhoon saw that she was holding something in her hand, he immediately jumped over from the potted plants. Jing Rong gently threw the thorny rubber ball in her hand, and Typhoon immediately followed quickly.
"You haven't even forgotten about the typhoon?"
Jing Rong sat on the hanging chair and said with a smile, "You know what, Taifeng has the most gifts. There are food, toys, and everything you need." As he spoke, Jing Rong handed the exquisitely wrapped box to Zheng Yunhao, "Thank you for helping me so much recently."
"You're welcome." Jung Yunho took it and asked, "Can I open it?"
Jing Rong nodded. After Zheng Yunhao opened the package, he found a beautiful silver-gray lighter inside. Zheng Yunhao liked it almost at first sight. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes and he asked, "Why did you think of giving me this?"
"A friend recommended it to me. I think it's very convenient. I give it to all my male friends who smoke."
Jung Yunho paused, smiled, put the lighter back in place, and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Typhoon played with the ball for a while, but felt it was not enough. He walked over to Jingrong with the ball in his mouth, put it in her hand, and looked at her with shining eyes. Jingrong understood and ran with the ball again. Typhoon ran after him. Jingrong looked at his excited back and smiled knowingly. Zheng Yunhao suddenly said, "Oh, I think I forgot to bring you the gift I brought you."
Jing Rong looked at him: "Why are you so polite..."
"You brought it to me, so I should reciprocate." Jung Yunho shrugged.
Jing Rong smiled and said, "There's no rush. You can get it whenever you remember."
"No need to be so troublesome. If you're free now, can you come with me to get it?" Zheng Yunhao asked. Before Jingrong could answer, he stood up and waved to Taifeng, "Tyfeng, let's go back."
Typhoon seemed to understand what people said and came back happily with the ball in its mouth.
Jung Yunho had gone to the airport to pick up Jingrong in the morning, and now he was inviting her to his house in the name of giving her a gift. No matter how ungrateful Jingrong was, she shouldn't have refused like that. In the end, they went to Jung Yunho's house together. When they arrived, the hourly aunt seemed to have just arrived, carrying some food and looking at Jingrong with surprise: "Ms. Xue is here too! What would you like for lunch?"
"Ah, I'm not here..."
Zheng Yunhao, who was holding a typhoon, looked back at her and said, "It's noon now, let's eat here." After saying that, he glanced at the dishes carried by the hourly aunt and smiled, "Just make these."
"Okay!" Auntie carried the things into the kitchen.
Jing Rong walked into the living room with a smile: "You are so hospitable that I feel embarrassed to refuse."
Jung Yunho said calmly, "What's there to be embarrassed about? It's not the first time."
The wait for dinner was a bit long. Jung Yunho had been playing with Typhoon while Jingrong was watching variety shows. She thought Jung Yunho was planning to just pretend that nothing had happened and not mention it, just move on. But then she heard Jung Yunho ask nonchalantly, "This time... are you going to your boyfriend's place?"
Jing Rong came back to his senses and looked at Zheng Yunhao in surprise: "You know?"
"No, just asking casually." Jung Yunho smiled. "I think you posted a tweet about your boyfriend before. I thought it was just to clarify the scandal with Song Joong-ki, but I didn't expect it to be true."
Jingrong also remembered and nodded and smiled. Zheng Yunhao asked again: "You two have a good relationship, right?"
"That's all."
Jung Yunho nodded, was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Who... is he?"
"Yes..." Jing Rong's words were interrupted by a rapid ringing of the phone. It was Zheng Yunhao's agent calling. Zheng Yunhao looked at Jing Rong apologetically and answered the phone: "Brother."
Jung Yunho's manager was very excited, "Yunho, you...you went to the airport to pick up Jing Rongxi today?!"
Jung Yunho raised an eyebrow: "How do you know?"
"How should I know? Everyone in the country knows it now!" the manager shouted excitedly. "Everyone took pictures of you putting Jingrong's luggage in the airport parking lot and then getting into the car together. Now the fans are going crazy... By the way, is Jingrongxi with you?"
Zheng Yunhao looked up at Jingrong, who also had a phone call. It was Assistant Xu calling: "President, are you back from Japan today? The internet is full of news about you and Zheng Yunhaoxi dating. The Jinxiu Nianhua Hotel, as well as Secretary Lin and I, are about to be blown away by calls, wanting to interview you... Oh, by the way, President, there are a lot of magazine reporters circling under the company building today. If you don't have something important to do, don't come over. Give me your address, and I can come to you if I need anything..."
Jing Rong frowned: "Is it that serious?"
"Yes, it's said that Jung Yunho's fans have been suspecting he's in a relationship for a while now, but they couldn't find a female lead, so they've only been spreading rumors privately. President, as you know, Jung Yunho has always been insulated from these rumors. It's said that he hasn't even had a girlfriend in the past few years. Now, when they heard this news, everyone was excited. But the media must be eager to get first-hand information because of Jung Yunho's fame."
"But, it's just an airport photo, there's no need for such a big reaction, right?"
"It's not just the airport photos, President. There's a recent online competition for outstanding entries in a youth photography contest, and one of them is a picture of Jung Yunho, a girl, and his dog going for a morning run. Just yesterday, someone dug up that photo and discussed who the heroine was—because the photo was a bit far away, and the angle and lighting made it hard to tell who the heroine was. But then this morning, a high-definition photo of the two of you appeared, and after comparing them, everyone immediately realized it was you in the morning run photo. And now, someone's also revealed that you were also seen at TVXQ's joint bar performance, but back then, no one knew about your relationship, so they didn't connect the dots. In short, President, everyone's convinced you're in a relationship now!"
Assistant Xu on Jingrong's side explained the current situation in detail before hanging up the phone. Zheng Yunhao on the other side had just finished talking to his agent. Zheng Yunhao looked at Jingrong with guilt: "I'm sorry for getting you into trouble this time."
"This kind of thing is beyond our control, so there's no need to feel too guilty." Jing Rong said matter-of-factly, "But has your company told us how to deal with it now?"
Jung Yunho frowned and said, "This time the rumors are so strong, and the 'evidence' seems so unambiguous. I think no matter how I try to clarify, I don't think anyone will believe it."
"What should we do then?"
Jung Yunho frowned: "We can only keep silent. If we do nothing and there is no explosive point, the heat of this topic may die down soon." In fact, the agent's suggestion just now was that they should just "go public" directly.
Jing Rong nodded: "Then let's try it first." In fact, Jing Rong was more worried that their inaction would be seen as tacit consent by fans and the media, just like what Captain Kwon did to Kiko Mizuhara before.
After Big Bang's concert, everyone agreed to go to a nightclub to relax. Seungri was still flirting with beautiful girls everywhere. He was good at Japanese and was considered the most popular person in Japan. Top was still satisfied as long as he had alcohol. Taeyang and Daesung chatted with the girls from 2ne1. Only G-Dragon was acting a little abnormal. He neither drank nor paid attention to the beautiful girls who approached him. He sat alone in a corner in a daze.
CL couldn't stand it anymore and asked Taeyang, "Youngbae, what happened to Jiyong today?"
"Don't worry about it. He's probably not used to his girlfriend being away."
Dara couldn't help laughing: "GD wouldn't be like this, right? It's not like he hasn't been in love before."
Sun smiled and said, "But he was in a good mood this morning. As soon as he sent Jingrong to the plane, his face turned like this. Except for when he was on stage, he had an expressionless face the whole day, cold and noble."
Dacheng's eyes narrowed with a smile: "But Taeyang hyung, Jiyong hyung has been complaining that you've become more and more unreliable, just like Seungri."
"No way." Taiyang shrugged. "He's showing off his affection in front of us single guys. Aren't we even allowed to tease him?"
The conversation here was very exciting, and Quan Zhilong finally couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up and said, "I'm a little tired. I'll go back and rest first. Have fun, you guys."
"Hey, Jiyong!" Taeyang called out, but finally waved his hand, "Okay, drive carefully."
Quan Zhilong nodded and left without looking back. The atmosphere behind him seemed lively, but without one person, it was a little less interesting. Finally, Top stood up and said, "Forget it. We have a concert tomorrow. Let's go back."
G-Dragon returned to the room and closed the door. The first thing he did was to look for his tablet computer at the head of the bed. He turned it on and casually lay on the bed. His hands quickly connected to the Internet, logged into his mailbox, and checked his unread emails. After finding the email named Choi Young-ya, G-Dragon clicked it and saw a compressed file. His hand paused, and he finally clicked download. Then he opened them step by step, and there were some photos. G-Dragon was stunned as soon as he clicked on the first photo, and he didn't even realize that the computer in his hand had slipped onto the bed.
Those two people... How could it be possible! Wasn't this just an illusion caused by his wild imagination? She loved him so much, how could she fall into the arms of another man?!
G-Dragon was in disbelief for several minutes. Finally, with trembling hands, he picked up the tablet and slid his fingers across the screen. Photos that almost pierced his heart and made him bleed flashed before his eyes. There were many photos, and they were very clear. The male protagonists were all those two people. If he took them to a newspaper, they should be able to sell for a good price. However, G-Dragon looked at the last one. His beloved girlfriend was leaning against the car, her face flushed, her hands wrapped around another man's neck. Even the angle of their lips touching was so clear...
What did she take him for?
G-Dragon suddenly jumped up and smashed the tablet in his right hand with great force. With a loud bang, the tablet shattered into pieces, as if the photos had disappeared. But G-Dragon didn't feel good at all. He kicked the dressing table next to him with all his strength, and the dressing mirror was shattered into pieces.
There was such a loud noise in the room that Taiyang, who had just returned from next door, heard it when he opened the door. He was startled and hurried over to knock on the door: "Jilong, are you in there? What happened?"
Quan Zhilong suddenly realized what was happening and looked at the mess in the room. He suddenly laughed sarcastically, and a nearly crazy laugh came out of his throat. Outside, Taeyang was still knocking on the door. Even Top and the others heard it and came out to ask Taeyang, "What's wrong?"
"I don't know. When I first opened the door, I heard something breaking in Zhilong's room, but he didn't answer my knocks."
Top frowned, looked at the closed door of the room, and said, "Jilong, are you in? If not, we'll ask the front desk to open the door."
Several people stared at the closed door of the room with burning eyes. After a while, Quan Zhilong finally came over to open the door. Taeyang leaned over and saw the broken glass on the ground. He asked hurriedly, "Zhilong, are you okay?"
Quan Zhilong shook his head, and Seungri said, "I'll go get someone to clean it up."
Top frowned and asked, "What happened?"
Quan Zhilong shook his head and said hoarsely, "I'm just in a bad mood."
Dacheng's eyes widened: "Brother, why did your voice become like this?"
Quan Zhilong pinched his Adam's apple, cleared his throat and said, "It's okay, it won't affect tomorrow's performance."
"but……"
Quan Zhilong interrupted Dacheng and said, "You guys go back and rest. I'm going to take a shower too."
Taiyang took a deep look at the computer that was smashed to pieces and said, "It's so late, we should really go to bed early." If there is anything, we can talk about it after the performance tomorrow.
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