"What's the matter?" Lin Yun'er, who was watching TV and eating, asked Kim Tae-yeon beside her.

Lin Yuner is a girl who likes to eat very much, and she has a strong appetite. She likes to eat very much, especially when she is sad these two days. She has to eat a lot of food every day, and I don’t know if she will get fat.

Maybe it was to avoid Li Shengji's relationship, but she really didn't have the face to see him now.

So when Lin Yuner arrived at Kim Tae-yeon's house, she had already turned off her phone, and now only Kim Tae-yeon's is the one who rings.

In order not to let Lee Sung-ki find her, Kim Tae-yeon has muted her phone these days. If she weren't close to her, she wouldn't be able to find them. However, she had to read this text message now.

Hearing Lin Yun'er's words, Kim Tae-yeon hesitated for a moment, and then threw her phone next to her.

"It's nothing, it's just a text message from the company..." Lin Yuner was stunned for a moment when she heard what Kim Tae-yeon said, then looked at Kim Tae-yeon, then instantly snatched her phone. When she opened the phone, she found that it was indeed a text message from the company.

But what the text message said is not as simple as Kim Tae-yeon thought.

Because this is an invitation to a cocktail party... Compared to the orders a few days ago, today's wind is much softer.

But when he saw the words above, Lin Yuner's body still trembled unconsciously.

Because it is written very clearly, the guest who is accompanying is Jiang Hai! They have already experienced what they accompanying Jiang Hai, right?

"We can ignore them. After all, we have sacrificed the day before yesterday. Don't be afraid, everything will pass." Looking at Lin Yun'er's appearance, Kim Tae-yeon also sighed, then hugged Lin Yun'er beside him and said anxiously.

She was really afraid that her sister would have any problems. At the same time, she hated her own company and Li Xihuai. Are these guys planning to keep being mean to herself like this? With the first time, she wants to be the second time? Will there be the third time, the fourth time, and the fifth time in the future? Thinking of this, she couldn't help gritting her teeth. She wouldn't do this. Even if she had to fight to the death, she wouldn't make these people feel better.

"No, I'm going!" But at this moment, Lin Yun'er suddenly raised her head, tears had already made her face cry, but her voice was still very firm, and she looked at Kim Tae-yeon and said seriously.

"But..." Kim Tae-yeon was a little overwhelmed when she heard her say she was going. What would she do in this situation?

"I'm going to see what these guys can do!" Lin Yun'er interrupted her when she heard what Kim Tae-yeon was about to say, and then said seriously. Looking at the anger in her eyes and the feeling of anger, Kim Tae-yeon sighed helplessly.

Indeed, she is also a little at a loss now. Lin Yun'er is going to go, so she must accompany her.

She also wants to see what Jiang Hai and the others are planning to do. If she dares to be so excessive, she will die with them!

The sky gradually darkened, and before I knew it, it had already reached the time mentioned in the text message.

After a brief score, the two went downstairs with a cold face, got into the company and drove over to pick them up, heading towards the Silla Hotel, looking at the night view of Seoul, the two women's hearts were as dark as this night view...

No one knew at this time. What the two girls were thinking in their hearts. On the other hand, a woman who had a relationship with Jiang Hai was walking back to her home with a tired look on her face. There was no anger in her eyes, but only endless confusion.

After all, Han Jiaren is also a goddess-level figure in Nam Goryeo, so he has naturally made a lot of money over the years. In Seoul, housing prices are actually quite expensive. Compared with the imperial capital, there is no more trouble. In Nam Goryeo, most celebrities rent houses in Seoul.

What are the long-term and short-term rentals here? That's another matter, and it has nothing to do with Jiang Hai.

Most people who have real estate buy houses in some remote areas of Seoul.

However, the Koreans are also actresses of the national treasure level of South Korea, so she is still not bad for money. There is a small villa of their own in Seoul. Although the area is not large, only about 150 square meters, the two-story building looks very exquisite.

Like a walking corpse, she returned home, opened the door, looked at the empty home, leaning against the door weakly, then slowly squatted down, rubbed her face hard, and then she stood up.

After searching around at home, she did not find any trace of her husband. The daughter was sent to her mother for helping to take care of her because of the quarrel the day before yesterday. The whole villa was extremely quiet at this time. After meeting Jiang Hai this morning, she started walking on the streets of Seoul. She felt that she didn't know how to face her husband and her children.

She was really scared. After she came back, she was suspicious of her husband because she didn't know what to say.

So for a moment, she had no other place to go except wandering outside...

She was powerless, like a rootless duckweed, swaying around the streets of Seoul, but she was going back even if she was shaking again. Finally, she went home at night, but after she got home, she was still the only one.

"Huh, the matter is over, isn't it? It's just a nightmare, just a nightmare... But why, when one nightmare wakes up, reality is another nightmare." After a bleak smile, Han Jiaren muttered to himself, then stood up and went to clean the house. Halfway through, a sound of opening the door sounded. Han Jiaren's husband walked in from outside in a daze. After looking at Han Jiaren, he didn't want to communicate too much with his beautiful wife.

After just looking at her indifferently, he turned around and walked into the room, without taking a shower or taking off his clothes, and lay down on the bed, fell asleep, looked at his husband, smelling the smell of wine and a trace of perfume. Needless to say, he knew that the wine party he had just now was obviously not that clean.

If it were normal, Han Jiaren would inevitably not argue with him, but now she feels that she is not clean, so what else can she make a noise? After laughing at herself, Han Jiaren sat in the kitchen on the first floor, and his eyes began to empty...

At this time, in a living room of the Silla Hotel, Li Xihuai and others were having dinner with Jiang Hai.

Because I knew that Jiang Hai did not like to eat Han Dingshi, I ate Western food this time. As for the Chinese food that is very well-known in Nan Goryeo, Li Xihuai did not choose, because Nan Goryeo's Chinese food has been changed beyond recognition.

When it comes to diet, as a Chinese, he naturally recommends Chinese food first.

It can be said that there are Chinese restaurants in the world where there are people. This sentence is not groundless.

Chinese food has many characteristics: simple, easy, good taste, much profit, strong inclusiveness...

But it is precisely because of its strong inclusiveness that the Chinese food I eat abroad does not have the same feeling as before.

Jiang Hai lives in the United States, and there are many Chinese restaurants in the United States. However, in order to cater to the tastes of Americans, these Chinese foods have been changed to be basically sweet and sour, but they are not the sweet and sour tastes that are made in China.

Jiang Hai likes to eat pot dumpling meat, which is sweet and sour. In the area of ​​the province, pot dumpling meat is made of tomato sauce.

But the real pot-bread meat is made of sugar and vinegar, and Jiang Hai is not used to eating it. In the United States, almost all Chinese foods are made of tomato sauce because Americans like to eat it.

In Nan Goryeo, although it is quite close to China, the Chinese food here has been transformed.

Almost all Chinese foods here are so sweet that they get tired of it. To be honest, Jiang Hai doesn’t like to eat them.

Jiang Hai doesn’t like the famous fried noodles, seafood noodles, or something.

In Jiang Hai's opinion, this is also the difference between Chinese and French cuisine. French cuisine and Chinese cuisine are known as the world's largest existence.

But no matter which French restaurant it is, it represents high-end, and the Chinese restaurant shop is very open.

Of course, it’s not that Chinese food is not as high-end as French food. Jiang Hai is a Chinese. He naturally knows how terrifying it would be if Chinese food is prepared, but the problem is that those high-end dishes cannot be spread.

First, because foreigners may not like to eat that taste, and second, because some dishes are private dishes of others, which are not rumored.

It is precisely because of this that in foreign countries, Jiang Hai would rather eat Western food than eat Chinese food. It is because in order to cater to local guests, the Chinese food here can no longer be considered Chinese food.

There are many things to pay attention to when eating Western food. Jiang Hai has eaten the appetizers and soups before, so he has naturally introduced them in detail. I won’t talk about it here. The foods we eat are also divided into separate meals, but not like the last time, a table with one person, but a very large long table, with Jiang Hai and the others sitting on both sides.

It can be seen that the people on both sides are obviously not very wait-and-see. Opposite Jiang Hai is Li Xihuai, the representative I have seen today, there are three people I have seen at the Blue House, and three female relatives, a total of eight.

And Jiang Hai and the others are the only ones Jiang Hai and Cheryl Li.

After Azalina came back, she went to rest. She was not interested in these things, and Cheryl Li liked to join in the fun, so she came with Jiang Hai. Looking at the senior officials in front of her, she was very proud.

But at this moment, the door of the Western restaurant was pushed open, and two women she had met walked in with a reluctance.
Chapter completed!