The night was getting darker.
Song Ji-hyo stood by the window of the guest room with a glass of juice in her hand. She quietly looked at the neon lights outside the window. The red lights were flashing, and there was an ambiguous and confusing atmosphere in the air.
It was indeed the famous red-light district in Seoul.
At this moment, she was at the highest point of the red-light district, standing in the house of the boss of the red-light district. She was thinking about how to make herself cleaner.
How ironic.
Song Ji-hyo took out her phone and glanced at it. It was from Baek Chang-soo: "I just looked at it. 'The Jackal Is Coming' only has a few kissing scenes. It's almost like a formality. Why do you want me to cancel it?
You've even acted in that kind of movie before. Why do you care about this … "
Song Ji-hyo replied: "He cares."
In the ward, Bai Changzhu stared at his phone in a daze. After a long time, his facial muscles twitched as he replied with two words, "Alright."
Song Ji-hyo did not reply. She stood quietly in front of the window for a moment and sighed softly.
She opened the door and looked out. The light in the study room was still shining. He was studying by himself. He was really hardworking.
No one would have guessed that he was a member of the underworld just by looking at his home.
However, Song Ji-hyo also understood that he did not spend much time at home. Most of the time, he would be in his own place doing countless things that were different from studying.
She slowly walked over and quietly stood behind him. She looked at him taking notes with his awkward handwriting.
"I know a few Professor from a university. Are you interested in going to day school?" After looking for a while, she suddenly asked.
Tang Jinyan put down his pen and turned to look at her. He was a little amused: "Where would I find the time to go to school?
Also, with my character, which school would let me in?
The students would panic if they saw my tattoo. "
Song Ji-hyo was a little serious: "You can go to the public class that is held once a week. If you have connections, you don't need to go through any admission procedures. Just get a pass and go."
Tang Jinyan was taken aback. He tilted his head and thought for a while. Then, he said hesitantly, "If there's a China history class, we can give it a try.
Forget about the rest. "
Song Ji-hyo smiled happily. She felt very satisfied to be able to help him. "I'll contact Professor Lee tomorrow. I think he teaches China Ancient Literature and History."
"Thank you." Tang Jinyan's gaze fell on her body. "Why are you still wearing business attire in the middle of the night?"
Song Ji-hyo was a little embarrassed. "I didn't bring anything.
You don't have my pajamas here. "
"Ah … I forgot about that."
Tang Jinyan knocked on his head and stood up. "I'll ask them to go out and buy it. You can go take a bath first."
As he got up, Song Ji-hyo felt as if a mountain was standing in front of her. She curled her lips and whispered weakly, "Do you usually ask someone to buy pajamas when you bring women home to fool around?"
"Hmm?" Tang Jinyan looked at her with a faint smile. "Them?
What do they want clothes for? "
Song Ji-hyo raised her head slightly. "I asked President Bai to negotiate with them for the kissing scene in the new movie. They canceled it."
Tang Jinyan looked at her face quietly. Her face was calm, but there seemed to be something flashing in her eyes. When she saw him staring at her, she lowered her eyes slightly as if she was a little frightened. However, her face was expressionless as if nothing had happened.
Tang Jinyan reached out and gently lifted her chin.
After looking at her for a while, he whispered, "I like your confident face. It's hard to find someone like you in this country."
Song Ji-hyo felt that all the strength in her body was suddenly sucked out by that sentence. She sighed slightly in her heart and slowly closed her eyes.
The next second, Tang Jinyan's lips covered hers heavily. He sucked on her lips fiercely.
After kissing for a few seconds, he raised his head while panting slightly. He raised his index finger and gently stroked her lips. He said lightly, "You'll be mine from now on."
Song Ji-hyo did not say anything. She just reached out and hugged his waist tightly.
He kissed her again. His thick and strong arms wrapped around her and pulled her into his embrace. She raised her head and responded fiercely. Her attitude was even wilder than his.
There was no need to buy pajamas anymore.
There was no need to use the guest room anymore.
For men and women like them, it was simple and crude to express certain emotions.
*****
The sun was high in the sky.
Song Ji-hyo was woken up in a daze by the movement beside her. She waved her hand as if she was swatting a fly and mumbled, "What time is it?"
Tang Jinyan's voice sounded. "It's past ten. Are all artists so lazy?"
"Lazy … Lazy your head …" Song Ji-hyo buried her head in the pillow. "You monster, you've been doing it until midnight. I'm about to be torn apart by you. Where did you get the strength …"
Tang Jinyan smiled and placed a bowl of porridge at the bedside. "Isn't it because Wuli Zhixiao is too cute?"
"You have the face to say that. Is it fun for a man five years younger than me to force me to shout 'Oppa'?"
"Didn't you still shout it?"
"Hmph."
Song Ji-hyo recalled the scene last night. Her cheeks could not help but turn red. She hugged the quilt and sat up. "I have a program to record in the afternoon. It's a little far. I have to go. I'll go over there to eat."
"Oh.
Then I'll send you. "
"No, you have your own things to do. Just send someone to send me back to C-JES to get my car." Song Ji-hyo smiled. "At night … I'll come and find you myself."
Tang Jinyan sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her messy hair. "You're not going to stay here?"
Song Ji-hyo tilted her head and thought for a moment. "Forget it. Do you really think that I'm your girlfriend?
What's the point of staying here?
It's just disturbing Nine Masters's mood to find a woman. "
Tang Jinyan looked at her quietly without saying a word.
Song Ji-hyo put on her clothes as if nothing had happened. "About your studies, wait for my news."
"Okay."
After arranging for his subordinates to send Song Ji-hyo off, Tang Jinyan stood at the door and looked in the direction of the car. He sighed softly.
Eun-suk walked over and whispered, "Brother Nine, there's someone cheating at the casino."
"What's his background?"
"I've checked. He's just a hooligan."
"Chop off one of his fingers. He'll remember."
"Yes."
Eun-suk made a phone call and instructed his subordinates. Tang Jinyan stood there for a moment until the car disappeared around the corner. Then, he turned around and entered the house.
I know that because of what I did, you won't be my girlfriend.
So be it. Our current relationship is quite good.
Song Ji-hyo sat in the car and looked at the rearview mirror quietly. When the car turned the corner, Tang Jinyan's figure could no longer be seen.
I know that because of what I did, you won't be my boyfriend.
So be it. Our current relationship is quite good.
(End of Book One)