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In the S.M company, Park In-jeong stood in the locker room, calmly packing up the practice clothes, shoes and other things that had been piled up here in the past few years, and then put them into the nylon bag in the back.

"Ernie!"

Behind her, Zheng Xiuyan held a bunch of miscellaneous items and looked at each other without saying anything.

"Well, thank you Su-yeon." Park In-jeong took the things in the girl's hand, sorted them and put them away before she raised her head and said with a smile, "You have to work hard in the future." ”

"Ji Seop ......"

Park Renjing's eyes were cold, and she looked at Zheng Xiuyan with a gloomy expression, and directly blocked all the girl's words.

"Xiuyan, what I owe him will naturally be repaid, but what he owes me will not be repaid." Park Injing took a deep breath, resisted the urge to explode in his heart and said, "So don't intercede or explain for him anymore, it will only make me hate him even more." ”

Zheng Xiuyan's fingers trembled, and her thin lips pursed into a line. Park In-jung has completely lost trust in Park Ji-sub, and she won't believe that bastard just likes her, so she did this kind of thing...... Blame the situation of S.M and Citrine.P. Even if Park In-jung wants to believe that Park Ji-sub's purpose is simple, he can't find an excuse.

Outside the locker room, Seo Hyun, Kim Tae-yeon, and Kim Hyo-yeon lined up, they are usually people who have a good relationship with Park Ji-sub, but what the other party did this time is really incomprehensible. Why do you have to deliberately calculate Park Injing, and even cut off the opportunity for the other party to debut......

"Alright, goodbye, everyone! I'll come and visit you when I have time. Park Renjing carried the nylon bag with some difficulty, and when she walked out of the lounge, she saw a group of girls leaning against the wall in a daze, pulling out a very natural smile on her face and waving her hand, then turned around and walked towards the entrance of the company without looking back.

Walking, but also walking freely, she is indeed very tired and painful! Now I want to talk to someone, but she can't go down. Grandma's medical bills. Concerns of the family...... She couldn't tell her parents about that. Because she still has to count on the baby-faced boy to bear all this, she can't let her parents bear this humiliation as well.

"Slave ......"

At the door of S.M's company, Park In-jung had just stepped out of the glass door when she found a person she didn't want to see.

"Satisfied?" Park In-jung raised her eyebrows. He shook the bag in his hand and said, "I was kicked out." ”

"Where are you going, I can send you." Park Ji-sub stepped forward to take the bag and put it on the SUV behind him without saying anything.

"You're useless." Park In-jeong shook his head and said sarcastically, "Trust this kind of thing, that's not how it comes from. ”

"The slave thinks too much. I just wanted to send you. Park Ji-sub sighed and said calmly.

Hearing this, Park Renjing exhaled heavily through her nose, as if expressing disdain, and said coldly: "Go back to Anyang." ”

Park Ji-sub nodded, turned around and pulled the car door, and motioned for the girl to get into the car. Park In-jeong squinted at Park Ji-sub for a while, and then got on the SUV with caution. Huang Zhengzhe, who was sitting in the main driver, looked at the corners of his eyes, it was the first time he had seen such a serious pick-up.

Park In-jing sat in the innermost position, leaning on the car window with one hand and looking at the street scene outside in a daze. Park Ji-sub didn't speak either. After signaling Huang Zhengzhe to drive, he leaned back on his seat and began to be in a daze.

"When will you give me an invitation?"

After a long time, when the SUV had already driven on the highway, Park Renjing turned his head and said abruptly.

"There's no such thing."

Park Ji-sub's body shook, as if he was trying to endure something, and said slowly.

"How long are you going to put it on?" Park In-jeong frowned and looked at Park Ji-sub: "I said, I will give it back to you." You like puppets, I'll do it, please don't play emotional games with me, I can't afford to play. ”

Huang Zhengzhe, who was driving, heard this. The expression is very exciting, and I secretly look in the rearview mirror! This situation is a bit strange, it is the first time he has seen a girl mock Park Ji-sub like this.

"Slave, you seem to have misunderstood......"

"There is no misunderstanding, only facts." Park In-jung didn't bother to listen to those explanations. Now she just wants to go back to the day before yesterday and press her self-righteous heart to death.

"Okay, if you like it, you can come to Citrine.P as a trainee." Park Ji-sub exhaled, and it seemed that there was no explanation left.

Park In-jeong scoffed, then turned his head. No more talking.

Park Ji-sub felt a little headache in his head, and it seemed that he had really gone too far. He never thought that this girl would be attracted to him, and it was at such a critical moment. People count...... It was originally just a crisis of trust, but now it is no longer such a simple matter of trust. I'm afraid that Park In-jeong has completely regarded him as a slut with some ability, but hypocrisy.

"Please, one thing."

When the SUV got off the highway and was about to arrive at Park In-jing's house, the girl turned her head and whispered with a soothing face.

"That's it, I'm ...... again"

"I said can you please not do this, it makes me feel sick." Park In-jung rubbed her eyebrows, Park Ji-sub's generosity and affinity in the past seemed so false now: "When you come to my house, don't expose the contradictions between me and you." ”

"Got it." Park Ji-sub smiled bitterly, and the wound that was healed by Han Eunjing yesterday began to hurt again.

When Park Ji-sub helped carry the nylon bag and climbed the fifth floor behind Park In-jeong to the door of her house, the girl did not have the slightest sense of gratitude. Now all of Park Ji-sub's actions, in her opinion, are purposeful.

It's just that when Park In-jung's mother opened the door, the girl took advantage of the situation and put on a smiling face, and she was very considerate to help Park Ji-sub carry the nylon bag, and the baby-faced boy was stunned.

"Hey, Ji-sub! Tired, come, drink some water. ”

Park In-jeong's mother and Park Ji-sub have met each other, and they have spent so much money, although it is because of Park In-jung's relationship, but everyone has a conscience, isn't it.

"Thank you, aunt!" Park Ji-sub glanced at Park In-jung, who was staring at him with a foul expression, and leaned over to the girl with a smile on her face, and Park In-jung's mother also looked over, and then Park Ji-sub got Park In-jung's intimate smile...... Although this smile is a little stiff.

"Get out of here!" Park In-jeong looked at Park Ji-sub, who was sitting next to him, and said in a low voice.

"Oh!"

Then, under the strange eyes of Park In-jeong's mother, Park Ji-sub rolled on the sofa and did not stop until the other end.

Park In-seop looked at Park Ji-sub blankly, and the girl's heart was broken. But immediately she started to get angry, this bastard, and he was playing tricks again.

"Hey, the sofa in my aunt's house is so soft."

Park Ji-sub patted the sofa with a smile, and then rolled over to Park In-jung and said with relief: "Slave, I like your house more and more." (To be continued.) )