On Saturday morning, there was still a puff of moisture in the air, and the heavy rain of the past few days made the hot and dry weather a rare feeling of coolness.

Li Zhixian was wearing a simple casual suit, with his hands in the pockets of his jacket, standing at the door of his house and tilting his head to look into the distance. According to what was said on the phone, the driver named Hwang Jung-cheol sent by Park Ji-sub should be almost there. The girl pursed her lips in frustration and kicked the grass on the side of the road, venting her unhappiness.

A few minutes later, a modern car that looked like it was some years old slowly pulled up in front of her.

"Lee Ji-hyun XI, please get in the car!"

Huang Zhengzhe, who was wearing a black suit, ran out of the car and helped the girls pull away with a very standard posture, with a housekeeping attitude that can only appear in movies, which stunned Li Zhixian.

"Who taught you?" The girl covered her mouth and chuckled teasingly.

According to her understanding of Park Ji-sub, this kid would never be so bad.

"The young master said to be polite to you, I thought about it...... I watched the movie, and it all did this. The burly man who looked very honest grabbed his head and said, without any sense of contrivedness, which made Li Zhixian even happier.

The girl smacked her mouth, gave a thumbs up to the burly man, and then sat in the co-pilot: "You have successfully relieved my dissatisfaction with your tardiness, not bad!" ”

Huang Zhengzhe nodded as if he didn't understand, looked at the back seat door he opened, and then looked at Li Zhixian who was sitting in the co-pilot. After thinking about it, he honestly returned to the main driver, kept his own unique silence, started the car, and drove towards Seoul.

Li Zhixian held his head with one hand, looking at the street scene flying outside the window, and he was in a good mood and wanted to scream a few times. People exercising in the morning, white-collar workers rushing to work, housewives hurrying home with vegetables, and ordinary scenes are so interesting in the eyes of young girls.

"Big man, stop ahead!"

Suddenly seeing a small vendor selling sandwiches on the side of the road, Li Zhixian turned his head and shouted at Huang Zhengzhe, who was driving intently.

Huang Zhengzhe was also very obedient, and parked the car on the side of the road very honestly, regardless of whether it was a parking area or not...... According to Park Ji-sub's orders. As long as Li Zhixian doesn't let him die, he will agree to any request.

Li Zhixian happily got out of the car and bought two breakfasts, stuffed one directly to Huang Zhengzhe, and then took a small bite and tasted it carefully. Huang Zhengzhe didn't refuse at all, took the food handed by the girl and said thank you after eating two bites, and started the car again and drove towards the highway.

At about eight o'clock in the morning, Citrine, which has not yet opened, seemed peaceful, several men and women in black and white suits and uniforms were cleaning the store with tools, and Park Fanyeol was also wiping the glass at the door with a rag.

The middle-aged man whistled, and he didn't like any of the pop songs playing in the store. However, several young employees said that these were good, and he naturally chose to compromise when he understood that he was a young man business.

"Isn't this Ji-sub's car!"

The middle-aged man had just finished wiping the glass, looked at Hyundai who was slowly driving from afar, muttered to himself, and then turned to the second floor and shouted, "Ji-sub, your car is here, are you going out today?" ”

"Don't go out, Abba, you continue to be busy, don't worry about me."

Park Ji-sub's immature voice came, making the employees downstairs laugh in unison. According to the convention, today Park Ji-sub will go to Lee Sun-hee for class, then learn taekwondo, then go to the gym, and only come back to the café in the afternoon to get together with friends.

And every time Park Ji-sub comes here, he will bring some snacks to the employees here, according to him, you are all making money for my father, so naturally you have to be kind to you.

The modern car slowly stopped, and Li Zhixian put on his usual dignified smile, got out of the car and looked at the café in front of him. At the beginning of her inquiry into Citrine, she knew about the existence of this café, but she never had a chance to come.

"Jihyun XI, that's the young master's abba." Hwang Jung-cheol stood next to Lee Ji-hyun like a bodyguard, and pointed to Park Fanyeol, who was looking at the two of them at the door.

Li Zhixian nodded, walked to the middle-aged man with a puzzled face with light steps, and bowed very politely: "Hello uncle, my name is Li Zhixian, and I am Ji-sub's classmate." ”

"Hello, you're welcome, hello classmate......"

Pu Fanlie was stunned for a moment, and then said nonsense without saying anything: "Oh, that kid is upstairs, I'm still busy, so I won't greet you." ”

Only then did he realize that he seemed to be a little embarrassed, Park Fanyeol hurriedly restored the prestige that he should have as a store manager, and said with a wrinkled smile on his old face.

"Trouble uncle!" After Li Zhixian responded very decently, he walked into the café with a light smile.

The girl's affinity and smile along the way made the male employees who were doing the cleaning a little stunned. Park Ji-sub knows a lot of beauties, Jung so-yeon, Park Hyo-min, and Han Eun-jung are all beautiful embryos, but this time she is really the first adult beauty, and ...... This temperament is too otherworldly.

"Slave, if you lose, you lose, and it's useless."

As soon as I went upstairs, there was a faint accusation from Park Ji-sub with stubbornness. It's just that there were a few wails immediately, which made Huang Zhengzhe, who was following behind Li Zhixian, a little embarrassed.

"The young master and his sister are fighting, they often do this." The honest man, who felt a little embarrassed, hurriedly explained.

Lee Ji-hyun nodded with a smile and said nothing, walked to the innermost booth, and looked at Park Ji-sub, who was riding on his body by Park Ji-yeon, and his face was deformed in the hands of the little girl, and he laughed out loud.

"Guest, slave!" Park Ji-sub's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly motioned for Park Ji-yeon to get off him.

Park Ji-yeon wrinkled her nose, clenched her fists unwillingly, turned her head to look at the woman who seemed to be depicted in the painting, and couldn't help but wrinkle her face.

"She's a Zhixian slave." Park Ji-sub patted the messed clothes and introduced very calmly: "This is my sister, Park Ji-yeon." ”

"Hello, Ji-yeon XI."

Li Zhixian, who noticed that he seemed to be hostile, chuckled and bent down and stretched out his hand, and said softly in his own unique milk voice.

"Hello, Jihyun Oni!" Park Ji-yeon looked at the woman with a pair of narrow eyes for a while, and then reluctantly stretched out her hand and shook it with the other party.

"I always hear Ji-sub say that he has a beautiful sister, and this guy is a liar." Lee Ji-hyun pretended to be angry and glanced at Park Ji-sub, and in Park Ji-yeon's puzzled eyes, he continued: "Ji-yeon XI is not only beautiful, if it is a few years later, I am afraid it will be able to fascinate people." ”