Chapter 411: The Potential Disadvantages of T-ara

"Beauty, do you need a ride?"

A frivolous and familiar voice came into the ears of the seven people, and the car window slowly fell down, and a familiar face appeared in their eyes.

"Oh, Han Fei, why are you here? Wow, you are too extravagant. Ji Yeon is working hard outside to make money. You are so good, you even drove a sports car. It's too much!" Park Hyo Min looked angry and came up with a righteous word, as if in her eyes, Han Fei was raised by Park Ji Yeon. It seemed that her time was still a few months ago when Han Fei was "homeless", but the smile in her eyes was caught by Han Fei.

Han Fei pushed open the car door, walked to Park Ji-yeon, touched her haggard face, and said, "Don't say I'm driving a BMW, even if I ride a thousand-mile horse, that's my family's business! I won't have to worry about my sister-in-law!"

"I haven't seen each other for a few months. Han Fei, you have learned to be stubborn. Have you made progress?" Park So-yeon laughed sweetly.

"That's right? You are all improving. How could I stand still? It's getting late today, so I'll take Jiyeon back first. You... just let's do it yourself!" Han Fei pulled Park Jiyeon behind him and turned around and laughed at the remaining six people.

"You guy... Ji Yeon is the same. Everyone says that the married daughter is splashed with water. Before you get married, you are already splashed with water!" Although Han Eun-jeong said this, a trace of imperceptible envy flashed in her eyes. She envied Park Ji Yeon. She had such a boyfriend who could let her rely on when she was tired, but she was the one who belonged to her. Where was it?!

"Okay OK! Don't say I don't take care of my sister-in-law. Tomorrow night, I'll bring delicious food to see you. OK?! I decided so happily, let's go first!"

Han Fei sent Park Ji-yeon to the passenger seat, and then went to his sister-in-law. He made a solemn promise and turned around and sat in the driver's seat. The sports car roared, leaving the exhaust gas for the six sister-in-law.

In the dark night, Han Fei drove out of the airport and drove onto the avenue. The carriage was playing soft music. Park Ji-yeon gradually relaxed his nerves, and his tense and tired body was nourished by Han Fei's side.

"How about it, you're very tired when you are in Japan!" Han Fei drove with one hand and stroked Park Ji-yeon's face. Under her hair, her face was a little haggard. "Look, you've lost weight!"

Park Ji-yeon looked at Han Fei and seemed to have disappeared for a while, feeling unfamiliar. She wanted to find the familiarity back before.

"Look at what I'm doing, is there anything on my face? Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat?" Han Fei asked softly.

Park Ji-yeon, who was a little dazed, finally responded and shook her head.

"Then do you have any places you want to go? Otherwise, go back to the apartment to rest?" Han Fei asked.

Park Ji-yeon was silent for a few seconds before speaking, "I want to go home!"

"Yeah?" Han Fei looked at her in surprise and felt something was wrong with Park Ji-yeon. "I haven't been to your house yet. Could it be that you can't wait to ask me to come?"

Park Ji-yeon finally got excited. She fisted at Han Fei and shouted while beating: "No seriousness!!"

Park Ji-yeon was going home, but Han Fei naturally had no objection. At worst, he could sleep at her house for one night. He had already been recognized by Park's parents. He could also let go of his courage and sleep in Park Ji-yeon's boudoir. He opened the car navigation and set the address. The line soon appeared. Han Fei followed the navigation instructions and drove directly to Jiang-Bei District.

Jiang-North District, as the name suggests, is the area north of the Han River. A Han River divides the Jiang-North District. Jiang-North District is a rich area, and Jiang-North District, in the past, had a commonly known as "slum".

Of course, after years of development, Gangbei District has also left the title of "slum", and it is more suitable to call Qi Laocheng District. In Gangbei District, it retains intact Joseon-era architecture, famous universities in South Korea, major commercial areas, financial areas, and capital's foundation and foundation are all accumulated in Gangbei District. However, it is not as good as Gangnam District, which has only been developed for 30 years. Compared with Gangnam District, it is still a slum, even if it is given many titles that seem to be scary.

Don’t look at Jiangbei District, Jiangnan District, and airports, they are actually very close. After all, South Korea is just a little bit big. Drive across the Han River Bridge, turn, turn, run through old streets, drive out of the city, and run on the empty field road. Park Ji-yeon’s home is in the village not far ahead (it’s purely a nonsense, don’t take it seriously).

At this moment, the whole village was pitch black, and occasionally a few lights were on, which seemed particularly eye-catching in the dark night. Two white headlights shone straight on the road, and the roar of sports cars temporarily disturbed the sleeping people.

When he entered the village, under the guidance of Park Ji-yeon, Han Fei finally came to Park Ji-yeon's home after a 70% discount. This was a house with a very Korean style, surrounded by a large wall, and there were several one-story houses. At first glance, it looked quite ancient.

The car parked at the door, and Han Fei took a small bag before getting off the car. It was already early in the morning, and Park Ji-yeon didn't want to disturb her family, so she just took the key to open the door.

Han Fei and Park Ji-yeon walked into the yard. As I imagined, there were three older houses. Han Fei frowned slightly and asked, "Ji-yeon, I have made a lot of money in the past few months. Why don't you help my uncle and aunt change a house?"

Park Ji-yeon shook her head and said with a wry smile: "I have wanted to change it for a long time, but they don't want to let it go. I can't do anything about it if I like to live here!"

"Oh!!" Han Fei nodded and asked again: Where can I sleep late?!"

Ji Yeon subconsciously wanted to sleep with her, but she couldn't say anything. What should she do if her parents discovered it tomorrow morning?

"Ah!!" Park Ji-yeon screamed in a low voice.

Seeing Park Ji-yeon remain silent for a few seconds, Han Fei picked her up and said, "Tell me honestly which room is your room? I will sleep in your small bed tonight!"

Park Ji-yeon laughed and said, "That's right, my bed is really small. Be careful that I kick you out of bed at night!"

The two of them flirted as if no one was around, but there was no one around. Park's parents were sleeping soundly, while Park Ji-yeon's brother had always lived in the hospital.

"The front is the hall and the dining room, the left is my parents and brother's room, and the right is my room!"

Under Park Ji-yeon's guidance, Han Fei hugged her and walked directly into a bungalow on the right. This was the first time Han Fei walked into this ancient house, with a quiet smell of sandalwood. Although it looked a little old outside, the decoration inside was good. Park Ji-yeon's cottage was very clean, as if he was cleaning every day, spotless and without any odor.

"Ah, I finally got home! It's still the most comfortable thing for my own bed!" Park Ji-yeon jumped off Han Fei's hand and lay on the bed. As she said herself, her bed was indeed very small and could only allow her to lie down alone.

"Ji Yeon, it turns out that you were like this when you were a child! So cute."

Han Fei picked up the photo in front of the dressing table. This is a family photo. Park Ji-yeon looks like she is only three or four years old.

"Ah, give it back to me!"

Girls always have some little secrets that they don’t want to be seen by their boyfriends, and the photos of themselves when they were young are one of them. Park Ji-yeon said intimately, “I’m careless.”

"Well, the room is good, but the bed is smaller. How about I ask someone to change to a big bed tomorrow?" Park Ji-yeon got up, Han Fei took her place and lay on the bed. The quilt was very soft and had a familiar smell, which was Park Ji-yeon's body fragrance.

After being defeated, Park Ji-yeon rolled her eyes at him and changed the bed. He could think of it.

Locking the door and closing the table lamp, Park Ji-yeon took off her coat and pants, and wearing thermal underwear. She got into me. At her strong request, Han Fei took off her coat and put on her underwear. The two of them squeezed into a small bed. Han Fei was sleeping underneath, and Park Ji-yeon was lying on him.

It took a long time since I slept so warmly. Park Ji-yeon buried her between Han Fei's neck and took a deep breath.

Half an hour

"Are you asleep?"

"Um!!"

"I can't sleep, so let's talk about my rabble. I heard that Kim Kwang-soo is going to expand the team?"

"How do you know?"

Park Ji-yeon's chin rested on Han Fei's chest and asked with wide eyes. Although this is not the highest secret, this is the internal news of the company. How could Han Fei know...

"Don't worry about this, I also heard that if you want new members, it will have a great impact on you. Is it true? Is it very serious?" Han Fei asked repeatedly.

Park Ji-yeon was addicted for a few seconds before he slowly said: "The two newcomers who have been confirmed are very strong. Moreover, the positions they sing are also repeated with those in the team. Maybe, maybe..."

Park Ji-yeon didn't dare to continue talking later, which was also the thing she was most worried and afraid of the most. These days, everyone in T-ara has a heavy psychological burden.

"Will someone be eliminated?" Han Fei murmured in his heart, Hua Ying, Park Hyo Min, Jeon Bo Lan, Han Eun-jeong, Lee Juli, Park So-yeon, each of them are his good friends and sister-in-law. He doesn't want to see them suffering a heavy blow when their careers are just booming.

"Don't worry, there will be no problem!" Han Fei comforted and said, "Best, I'll buy you all, I'll kill Old Man Jin with the money!"

"Puchi..." Park Ji-yeon suddenly burst into laughter, "Slay Old Man Kim to death with money." This was the first time she heard it.

The joke Han Fei told was ridiculous. At least in her opinion, it was indeed a joke, which relieved a lot of depression in her heart. Not long after, Han Fei felt the breathing from her chest gradually stabilize, and Park Ji-yeon fell asleep.

I will catch the train home all night in the evening... I will write on the train and send it tomorrow! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to register for the list. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

Chapter 411: The Potential Trouble of T-ara
Chapter completed!