As soon as Park Junhyung walked on his front foot, the door of the inner room was opened, and Oh Songsong walked out of it with a nervous face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hyuna, are you alright?"

While shouting nervously, he trotted to Kim Hyun-ah's side, squatted down and gently stroked her face, his eyes distressed:

"He's beating you again! That bastard, I won't let him go. ”

Kim Hyun-ah smiled coldly and turned her head away from his hand.

Without saying anything, he stood up and walked slowly into the bedroom with two snow-white slender thighs.

Wu Songsong hurriedly followed, and said with fake concern: "If you hadn't asked me not to go out, I would have wanted to settle accounts with that bastard just now." ”

Kim Hyun-ah ignored him and lay down on the bed and curled up, leaving only a bewitching back.

"I know you're mad at me."

Wu Songsong sat on the edge of the bed, with one hand on Hyuna's waist: "Oba is stupid, Oba is useless!" If I hadn't been stupid, I wouldn't be where I am today. I'm sorry for you, I'm ......"

"Oba~~"

Just as he was 'self-examining' with remorse on his face, Kim Hyun-ah suddenly interrupted lightly: "Can you quit gambling?" ”

"Quit quits, I will quit this time."

Wu Songsong nodded desperately and agreed.

Kim Hyun-ah doesn't know how many times she has heard such a guarantee, and she can't find out whether it's true or false, but she feels very tired.

"The wallet was on the couch in the living room. I'm tired and want to rest. ”

After finishing without any emotion, he stopped saying a word, and pulled up the blanket to cover his body.

"That's good, that's good, you can rest first, Hyuna, Oba won't bother you." Wu Songsong looked happy, stood up while saying flatteringly, and turned his head out of the bedroom.

Listening to the sound of the door closing behind her, Kim Hyun-ah wiped the corners of her eyes, and finally couldn't help but whimper.

。。。

The summer sun rises early, and at six o'clock in the morning, the sky is already bright. Kim Hyun-ah slowly opened her eyes, a little dazed in her mind. Just stared out the window in a daze, without any idea of getting up.

She had forgotten when she had fallen asleep yesterday and had no idea why she was awake. If you can stay in a situation where you don't know anything all the time, you won't have troubles and depressions, and you should be very happy, right?

Kim Hyun-ah thought silently, and turned over weakly, intending to continue sleeping.

A familiar music came from outside the door, Kim Hyun-ah's expression hesitated and struggled for a long time, and finally gritted her teeth, lifted the blanket, got out of bed, and walked out of the bedroom barefoot.

Picked up the mobile phone on the sofa that kept playing "Gangnam Style", glanced at it and pressed the answer button.

"Ernie~ It's me, Zhaoxian!"

As soon as the phone was connected, a snorting girl's voice came out.

"Zhaoxian, can't you speak well?"

Kim Hyun-ah frowned and scolded lightly.

"Ernie, I'm just talking." As if he didn't realize what Kim Hyun-ah meant, Kwon So-hyun still spoke with his throat pinched, and his tone was full of grievances.

"What's the matter with you calling so early?"

Kim Hyun-ah sat down and asked angrily,

"What did you think about what you told you yesterday?"

Kwon asked cautiously.

As soon as she asked, Kim Hyun-ah remembered the thing that she had almost forgotten.

After returning home from work yesterday, she wanted to take a shower and sleep, but she received a call from Kwon So-hyun, and the content was surprising.

It turned out that Kwon Zhaoxian had the intention to switch to PT, and discussed with the sisters in the team everywhere in private, and the others either didn't care, or readily agreed, and none of them objected, and only the last step was needed to get what they wanted. And to achieve this goal, Kim Hyun-ah needs to mediate.

After all, the others couldn't talk to Jung Sung-hyun at all.

As a result, the two of them were talking about it, and Wu Songsong came to the door, and Kim Hyun-ah could only interrupt the conversation. When the two were in love, Park Junhyung came again, and Wu Songsong could only hide in the bedroom.

Then happened a scene that made her sad and angry.

"Zhaoxian, I want to turn around too. It's not like we can do whatever we want. President Zheng and I have only worked together once, so we don't have a deep friendship. If you bring it up, it will be very difficult for everyone. After all, our contract has not expired, and if President Zheng wants to take over the contract, he will have to pay a lot of liquidated damages. Doing business is to make money, and before he makes money, he will lose a lot of money first, who knows if he will agree to come down? ”

Kim Hyun-ah explained with a look of embarrassment.

When we talked on the phone yesterday, she had already expressed her disbelief in this matter. Of course, the real reason, she did not say. That is, she still has hope for Wu Songsong, hoping that he will live well with her after paying off his debts.

and not turning, which is exactly what Wu Songsong meant.

"Is there no way?"

Kwon Zhaoxian's tone was full of disappointment and a hint of unwillingness.

"I'm sorry, Zhaoxian, I really didn't know President Zheng to that point."

Kim Hyun-ah couldn't bear it, but she still hardened her heart and refused. She also knows that switching to PT is a wise decision, both for the individual and for the group.

But once a woman becomes obsessed, it is difficult to make her change her mind.

Kim Hyun-ah is exactly like that!

"Oh well~~"

Kwon so-hyun muttered in frustration, "Goodbye Ernie." ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Kim Hyun-ah threw away her phone with some embarrassment and sat cross-legged on the sofa stunned. I don't know how long it took, but a protest from her stomach disturbed her thoughts, and she subconsciously touched her stomach, leaned over and picked up the wallet on the coffee table.

As soon as she opened it, it was empty, and Kim Hyun-ah couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Throwing away his wallet, he stood up and took out instant noodles from the refrigerator, boiled another pot of boiling water, and then just made do with it. I'm afraid no one will believe it, but the stars who frequently appear in major media nowadays have breakfast just a meal of instant noodles.

After eating, she washed up and dressed up again, and then Kim Hyun-ah got up and left the house to get ready for work.

Now because of the popularity of "Gangnam Style", her name is becoming more and more well-known. The company arranged a lot of notices for him, and he worked until very late.

But even so, she couldn't go home right away. He was also arranged by the company to receive an old man who was said to be 'very energetic'. Eating, drinking, singing, and when it was all over, it was late at night.

Leaving the club and looking at the starry sky, Kim Hyun-ah couldn't help but feel desolate.

I threw myself into the entertainment industry with great enthusiasm, not to accompany any leader to eat and sing. What she wants is to stand on the stage and sing to thousands of audiences, not to some old men who are dying!

With such self-pity and self-pity, Kim Hyun-ah got into her car.

Just about to start, a person who inadvertently swept to the door of the club, his face instantly became ugly. The hands holding the steering wheel pinched and pinched, and a mouthful of silver teeth was eager to be crushed.

Under the colorful lights, Wu Songsong hugged a woman with heavy makeup and walked out of the club drunk. Through the light, Kim Hyun-ah could clearly see that his hand was restlessly brushing around the woman's exposed carcass.

An indescribable anger instantly rushed to the top of Kim Hyun-ah's head, making her tremble involuntarily.

After a long time, Kim Hyun-ah picked up her phone and dialed a number without hesitation.

"Zhaoxian, it's me! What you said during the day, after thinking about it carefully, I think it makes a lot of sense. ”

“……”

"Hmm~ I'll have a good talk with him."

Kim Hyun-ah gritted her teeth and said word by word.