442 This is not shamelessly dedicated to the brother who goes to work on Monday
442 This is not shameless! (The fourth update is dedicated to brothers and sisters who work on Monday)!
It’s Monday. Brother, I’m very happy to see that everyone can’t relax at work...
So add more!
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I didn't tell Chai Murong about my resurrection from the dead, but I told you. Is this considered sincerity?
When I tell you that I got 'md' due to a virus, it should be considered very sincere, right?
I give you 1% of the shares of the new drug and tell you that a little bit of profit is at my place. This is very sincere, right?
But why haven't you been moved by my sincerity? Instead, you pretended to be "patriotic" and talked to me seriously about why you shouldn't betray your country?
Could it be said that you have to force me to use a unique trick?
OK!
Since you, a dog like you, don’t know how to lift yourself when sitting in a sedan chair, then don’t blame me, little man!
Aren't you patriotic? Well, then, I will expose the photos of you and Shen Yunzai in a bathtub with their bare butts, as well as the "solitary music" photos she took of you. If you can still maintain this
If you have a tough attitude, I will immediately turn away and take Ye Chuqing to the 38th Parallel.
As for whether I will expose those photos in the future, I can do it, but can’t I? Hum hum, it’s a joke, I can’t do it? Do you think I am a good bird? Dementia!
Chu Yang, who was being grabbed by his collar by Li Xiaomin, had a look of death on his face. He looked at her with a smile and said slowly: "You said I was despicable. I admit that I was just a little bit despicable, but I am also despicable by you.
I have no choice but to do it, right? If you readily agreed to my request, would I do such a shameless thing? As for you wondering why I don’t die, this is a better answer, because people who know me have
99% of people know that I am dead. Since I am a dead person, why should I die? Your words are too contradictory..."
Listening to Mr. Chu's chirping, Li Xiaomin's rapidly heaving chest slowly calmed down, and his hands slowly relaxed.
There is no way, South Korea's military princess, President Li of the Feitian Group, is quite awesome, but in front of the shameless Chu Yang, she can't beat him again and again. Apart from letting go and thinking about her own face, the old man's
Besides which is more important, the future or the national interest, does she have any other ideas?
"Everyone continue to eat. I just had a little incident with my wife, haha."
When Li Xiaomin grabbed Chu Yang's collar and prepared to punch him, the other customers in the restaurant all turned their attention to this side.
Therefore, some despicable and nasty guy explained to others like this after Li Xiaomin let go.
"Who, who is your wife...shameless!" As she yelled in a low voice, Li Xiaomin's pretty face suddenly turned red. She quickly sat on the chair, picked up a fork and started to eat.
Judging from the way she was eating in a hurry, it looked like the bibimbap was meat from a villain.
"Do you have a better way to explain your rude behavior?"
After biting the fork hard, Li Xiaomin replied in a muffled voice: "No."
"That's right." Chu Yang nodded with satisfaction, stopped talking, picked up his fork and started eating.
He knew that after all the cards in his hand were played, he had to give Li Xiaomin some time to think.
If he pushed her too hard, who knows if this bitch would deal with him and wait until Ye Chuqing showed up before turning her back? That was not the result Chu Yang wanted to see.
A few minutes later, Li Xiaomin ate most of the casserole rice, put down her fork, picked up a paper towel and wiped her mouth, and said simply: "I promise you."
After seeing Li Xiaomin's straightforwardness, Mr. Chu became suspicious: "Did you promise to help me?"
"Yes."
"You're not lying to me, are you?"
"If you don't trust me, forget it!" Li Xiaomin stood up and prepared to leave.
"No, no, no, no, no, you are my dearest person in Korea. If I don't trust you anymore, then who should I trust?"
Chu Yang grinned and quickly reached out to hold her. After she sat down, he handed over a can of beer: "Haha, I was joking with you. Come on, I chose the right path for you, cheers!"
Li Xiaomin did not accept the beer, but said coldly: "Don't say such beautiful words to me in the future, I will feel sick after hearing it!"
"How can sweet words make you feel like this? It's strange."
Looking at Chu Mounan's villainous face, Li Xiaomin clenched her fists fiercely and then loosened her fists: "However, because of the special status of that person, if you want to send her out safely, you have to do it again."
Go find someone."
Chu Yang slowly put down the beer, stared at Li Xiaomin and said slowly: "You mean Shen Yun is here?"
Li Xiaomin smiled: "Haha, you are very smart."
"I have always been very smart. I dare you to say this to me often in the future."
"Are all Chinese people as shameless as you?"
"Some people... this is not shameless, but honest." Chu Yang said seriously: "With our relationship, I have completely opened my heart to you..."
Li Xiaomin interrupted Chu Yang: "If you dare to take advantage of me again, don't blame me for going back on my word."
Shut up someone Chu.
Li Xiaomin shrugged, picked up the beer and played with it in his hand: "Maybe you don't know that Shen Yun has been secretly watching my every move since she failed to achieve her goal. If she is discovered, not only will she save
If you don't get rid of that person, it will make things worse."
"Leave this question to me, I will understand her rationally and move her emotionally." Chu Yang asked: "Actually, I think Korean girls are not what the outside world says... Well, where should I find her?
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"No. 128 Dahuansi Street, that's where she lives alone. However, there are always three or four bodyguards around her."
It is not unusual for the daughter of a South Korean boss who is eligible to run for president to be guarded day and night by several bodyguards.
Chu Yang nodded: "Okay, this is easy to handle. You go back and make arrangements and try to let me leave South Korea before tomorrow night."
After the two exchanged mobile phone numbers, Chu Yang left the restaurant early.
"Why didn't he finish the meal? What a waste."
After watching Chu Yang walk out of the restaurant, Li Xiaomin shook his head, picked up the bibimbap that a certain man had eaten and poured it into his own casserole.
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Daehwansa Temple is a temple in the eastern suburbs of Seoul.
It is said that during the Sui Dynasty period, a North Korean prince specially built it to commemorate the soldiers who died on the battlefield. It has a history of more than 1,400 years and can be regarded as a scene in the suburbs of Seoul.
With the rapid economic development in South Korea, there are more villas around Dahunsa Temple where wealthy people live.
Shen Yunzai, the daughter of South Korean Admiral Shen Yingen, lives in a two-story villa at No. 128 Dahuansi Street.
Dangdangdang...
When the floor-length clock in the corner rang ten times, Shen Yunzai, who was leaning on the sofa watching TV, stretched out lazily, picked up the mobile phone beside him and dialed a number, then picked up the red wine on the coffee table and gently After taking a sip, she asked the people over there who were waiting for her to speak: "What's the news over there?"
"Since the opening of the trade fair, she went out at 7:30 in the morning, stayed at the venue throughout the day, and returned home on time at 6:30 in the evening."
A woman's voice answered: "Just like usual, her life is very regular."
Chen Yunzai took another sip of red wine and nodded lightly: "Oh, I understand, don't neglect to keep an eye on her during the three days of the negotiation meeting."
"clear!"
After the woman over there agreed, she continued: "However, at about 5:30 this evening, Li Xiaomin went to a restaurant near the Olympic Center and had bibimbap with a young man."
"Oh?" Shen Yun paused while holding the wine glass and asked with interest: "Who is that man? Haha, he is very courageous. He dares to invite a dominatrix like Li Xiaomin to eat bibimbap. Look. I came here to pursue her."
"That man is the translator who travels with Sophie, the CEO of the British Parasol Company. Now we only know that his name is Park Tong-hwan, but we haven't found out his details yet."
Shen Yunzai nodded: "Well, there is no need to bother to investigate this kind of ungrateful man, because he won't be comfortable for long. You just need to keep an eye on Li Xiaomin."
"Okay." The woman over there paused, and then said with some hesitation: "Miss Shen, Lu Tingmao asked me about you again at noon today."
Lu Tingmao, the second son of the current South Korean president, has been pursuing Shen Yunzai for three years, but so far he has not had the opportunity to get married.
Ordinarily, with Lu Tingmao's family background, it would be easy to find a beauty who is not artificial in Korea.
Especially because their national conditions are different from China's, they don't pay much attention to political marriage. His pursuit of Shen Yunzai is a simple pursuit of love without any skill.
However, Shen Yun had always adopted an ambiguous attitude toward him, neither catering nor resisting, which made Lu Tingmao feel very itchy and privately vowed dozens of times to catch up with the eldest daughter of the Shen family.
The less you can get something, the better it is.
Everyone understands this truth, and Shen Yunzai naturally understands it, so that's why she keeps treating him like this. But she didn't expect that just after a trip to China, she would lose the thing that was waiting for a price...
After hearing the mention of Lu Tingmao, Shen Yun frowned slightly and said impatiently: "Just say that I have been reviewing my homework recently and preparing to study for a doctorate. I don't have time to spend time with others making love to each other."
After Chen Yun finished speaking, without waiting for the woman over there to say anything else, he took off the phone and threw it on the sofa. Then he lay back on the sofa and took out a pair of small feet from the cotton slippers. On the coffee table.
The silk nightgown swung down from her legs due to gravity, revealing a section of slender white calves.
Looking at her calves and feet, Shen Yun bit her lip gently with her white teeth, remembering that shameful night for the nine hundred and thirty-ninth time in her mind.
Until now, she still hasn't figured out how an angelic girl like her, that dead guy named Chu Yang, could bear to torture her.
It was also that trip of 'losing her virginity' that made her always feel very unnatural when she faced Lu Tingmao again, and her attitude towards him became obviously cold, causing the latter to keep searching for answers on his own. .
There was a feeling called humiliation, which once again forced Shen Yun to recall the experience and feelings of that night in detail before he sighed softly and murmured: "Fortunately, he is dead, otherwise I would still I really wonder how to torture him to relieve my hatred."
After raising his hand to cover his mouth and yawning, Shen Yun stood up from the sofa and walked barefoot to the second floor, ready to rest.