Chapter 8 Too Mischievous

  Lee Yun-hee and Ko Ah-ra walk side by side in the company's corridor.

  "What did you think of that person just now?" Li Yunxi suddenly asked.

  "Mr. Chu?" Gao Ya was taken aback for a moment, although she didn't understand why Li Yunxi would suddenly ask this, but still honestly replied: "He's a good person."

  "Good guy?" Li Yunxi heard Gao Yala's answer and couldn't help but laugh, a deep and meaningful laughter that left Gao Yala puzzled.

  Li Yunxi stopped laughing and hugged Gao Yala, saying: "Since we said Yala is a good person, then he must be a good person."

  "What?" Gah-yah-ra didn't understand Lee Yoon-hee's words.

  "Hello seniors."

  A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl stood in front of Gaya and Lee Yoon-hee, bowing her head to greet them respectfully. Gaya recognized the girl in front of her and smiled as she greeted her: "Little Soo-jin, how are you?"

  "Hello, Yara-senpai." The girl said with a smile.

  Li Yunxi asked: "Little Shuijing, why aren't you with your sister? How can one person run around like this?"

  The girl replied: "Sister is busy preparing for her debut every day, where has the time to accompany me? I'm going to find my sisters to practice dancing together now."

  "Come on, wishing you an early debut."

  "Thank you, seniors."

  There are many people in this SM Entertainment company who work hard every day for their debut, just like this girl. Those who have not lived in the special group of trainees cannot understand what they are struggling for.

  Li Yuxi and Gao Yala have excellent innate conditions, and as an actor who is not well-versed in this circle, Chu Jingyan, who is a whole equator away, will not understand either.

  Bai Jiming and Chu Jingyan's conversation ended quickly, Chu Jingyan sat alone in the club for a long time, thinking for a long time. When he walked out, the lights were already on, Li Qi stood in front of a Mercedes-Benz car, bowing to Chu Jingyan.

  Chu Jingyuan walked up and asked, "Why haven't you left yet?"

  Li Qizhi stood up and handed over the car key to Chu Jingyan, saying: "Mr. Bai asked me to give this to you, said it was a gift for you."

  He took out a brand new luxury car, and his generosity was truly impressive.

  Chu Jingyan took over the car key and smiled: "Am I considered to have a house and a car now?"

  Li Qi said: "Actually, you could have had it a long time ago."

  The new car feels great.

  Chu Jingyan sat in the back seat, gazing out at the street scene for a long time before turning his head back and saying to Li Qi, who was driving: "I have something that needs you to take care of."

  "Older brother, you say."

  "Get someone to tail the son of Jin, from school to home, every move I want to know. The places he frequently visits, the people he contacts, get everything clear for me."

  Those who can be appreciated by Chu Jingyan will absolutely not be fools. Li Qi can hear the implication of Chu Jingyan's words, and Jin Shaochang's silly son doesn't need to make such a big fuss, but Jin Shaochang loves his only son dearly, which is a weakness that is hard for people not to touch.

  "Don't worry, I'll handle it."

  Many years ago, when Chu Jingyan sat on that broken fishing boat listening to the wind and waves of the ocean in a daze, he had doubts about his future. His future was not whether he would have a good career or a wife of his dreams, but whether he could survive that hellish month?

  He didn't know why he chose to come to Seoul, a voice in his heart told him that this was simply crazy and he might lose his life.

  But many times it's not the brain that controls oneself, but the heart.

  So Chu Jingyan chose to sneak into Seoul, a completely unfamiliar city, completely unfamiliar people, and a completely unfamiliar language. As a result, for a long time afterwards, Chu Jingyan's mindset underwent tremendous changes. Having been lonely and dependent on no one since childhood, he suddenly received the so-called care of his family.

  It was a ridiculous start, but the ending was sweet. If such an ordinary and warm day could continue forever.

  Chu Jingyan made a vow that when he was still young, he wholeheartedly wanted to protect the couple and their daughter, even if it meant sacrificing his own life. As a result, he made mistakes and began to atone for them. The couple then left without saying goodbye, presumably returning to their hometown. This is all Chu Jingyan knew.

  He squandered his meager savings on a ticket for the boat.

  Riding the wind and waves, with a belly full of doubts and that sense of being abandoned, he didn't choose to return to China, but instead came here. Five years have passed, those unrealistic ideas have also started to be forgotten by him, and those youthful pasts have begun to blur. Chu Jingyan gradually began to believe in the so-called fate.

  Even Seoul is small, there are tens of millions of people, and even if it's small, it's like finding a needle in the ocean.

  He will always be alone forever.

  Even if you luckily get what is called happiness, it will be lost soon.

  So when Chen Shuo helped him out of the parking lot, sparing Chu Jingyan from prison, in that luxurious restaurant where he wolfed down his food, Chen Shuo extended his first invitation to him. Chu Jingyan ate quickly and fiercely, and after finishing, he accepted Chen Shuo's invitation.

  So on the second day, Yaoshen Palace had an additional odd-job worker. In the second year, there was an additional leader whose language was not very fluent. In the third year, there was an additional Chinese manager. In the fourth year, there was an additional Qingtandong Chujingyan.

  Chu Jingyan rose at an unimaginable speed for an outsider and solidified his position.

  Even Chu Jingyan's capable assistants felt that their big brother's personality was really a bit too unusual, with different faces for different people, and another appearance when alone.

  Even the most vicious people have a soft spot deep down, let alone Chu Jingyan, who is kind-hearted and loves to help others. However, he doesn't want to share it with anyone, not even mention it in front of others. Even Chen Shuo, who knows Chu Jingyan best, isn't quite clear about his experiences before coming to Seoul.

  If he didn't want to say it, then that memory was either too unbearable to recall or too beautiful, and Chu Jingyan cherished it so much that he didn't want to share it with a second person.

  Lying on the sleeping chair on the balcony, Chu Jingyan gazed at the gloomy sky, and with the bright and soft light coming from the living room, Chu Jingyan took out his wallet and looked at that old photo.

  "How old are you now?" Chu Jingyan looked at the little girl wearing a hat in the photo, thought carefully and said: "Should be almost 14 years old, 14 years old, should have grown very tall, should be taller than your irresponsible sister, without me, you shouldn't be bullied by your classmates, right?"

  Chu Jing's mouth corners flashed a hint of smile, which was immediately replaced by bitterness.

  "I originally thought I could always be your older brother, helping you bully the boys in our class, buying you anything you wanted, taking you to the movies, to amusement parks, and to nice dinners."

  "Protect yourself well before you have someone worthy of your trust."

  The voice suddenly stopped, after a long time, Chu Jing spoke slowly and sighed: "Xiujing ah, Xiujing, I still owe you a birthday gift, owed for a long time."

  A beautifully decorated house, very empty.

  Practice room

  "Jung Soo-jung, you've made this mistake five times already. Five whole times! Even a pig should be able to learn it by now!"

  The girl called Zheng Xiujing looked at the dance teacher with a pitiful expression, her eyes wide with pleading: "Teacher, I haven't eaten all day, please give me something to eat, and after eating my fill, I'll definitely be able to do it."

  The dance teacher couldn't help but glance at Zheng Xiujing and said to the others who were practicing alone, "Alright, take a 20-minute break. Zheng Xiujing, you're treating us to takeout today."

  "Alright!" Zheng Xiujing immediately ran to the coat rack, pulled out her phone from her jacket and started ordering takeout.

  "Zheng Xiujing, I want to have zha jiang mian and sugar vinegar pork."

  "I want to stir-fry rice cakes."

  Jung Soo-jung nodded one by one and asked a girl who was still practicing beside her: "Sister Song Qian, what do you want to eat?"

  Song Qian turned her head, wiped away the sweat on her forehead and smiled: "Thank you Xiujing, I just want a glass of lemon water."

  Jung Soo-jung nodded and said to herself, "Then a glass of lemon water and an order of fried noodles."

  A girl of similar age to Zheng Xiujing ran over, hugged her neck and said: "Rich lady, you finally got your pocket money, this time hide it more secretly, don't let your sister snatch it again."

  "This I know." Zheng Xiuyan very seriously took out her wallet, and once again very seriously counted the money inside, then smiled even more radiantly.

  The girl looked at Zheng Xiujing's purse and said: "Xiujing, can I ask a question?"

  Jung Ji-hyun counted the money while nodding: "Go on."

  The girl pointed at a photo in Zheng Xiujing's purse and asked: "Who is the big boy hugging you together in this photo?"

  Jung Soo-jung's action of counting money stopped for a moment and then resumed normally, saying "It's my brother."

  "How come I didn't know you had an older brother?"

  "The mischievous brother who ran away."

  "How pitiful." The girl said.

  "Poor guy?" seemed to have struck a chord, and upon hearing the girl say that, Zheng Xiujing immediately changed her expression, pointing at the boy in her purse with great indignation: "You think he's pitiful? What's pitiful about him? You tell me what's pitiful about him? He's absolutely the worst, most irresponsible brother in this whole world."

  "Every day running around recklessly, getting into trouble and not coming home, saying he wants to give me a birthday gift but still hasn't given it to me until now. Dad and mom have to ask American friends to look for news about him every year, do you think he's pitiful? He's not pitiful at all!"

  The girl's expression was a bit stiff, then she wiped her face with a handful of saliva and said seriously to Zheng Xiujing: "Xiujing, remember to speak softly from now on."

  "Sherry, don't expect so much from me."

  "We want ladies."

  "That is Song Qian's image, not mine."

  "Recently, fans' demands for artists have been getting higher and higher, we need to learn to adapt to the changing trends and change our image."

  "Is it? I didn't know."

  "You only know how to eat."

  Jung Ji-hyun: “I don’t know what to say.”