Chapter 412: I Can't Say It's Lovesick (18)

"Third, third young master, why are you here?"

The fat man immediately put on a dog-legged face and said: "This public relations is too ignorant of lifting, and he still puts on his face when he enters here, and I am teaching him to prevent him from angering other guests in the future." ”

"You won't stand his face? You don't know that my big brother hates people doing this kind of thing on his turf? Another kick on the fat man's stomach, his voice was cold and ruthless, "Three minutes, everyone who just participated in this matter will get out of me." ”

In less than a minute, the fat men stumbled out.

Park Jimin, as the younger brother of the leader of the country's largest underworld organization, naturally did not dare to provoke him.

Before Shen Ye could react, he was pulled out by a hand.

Walking to a place where no one was around, Park Jimin asked, "Why did you come here?" ”

What do I say? You can't say that Park Ji-sin sent him, right?

"My eldest brother doesn't want you anymore?" Park Jimin asked again.

"No, it's not like this, I don't know how to explain it to the third young master, in short, things are definitely not what you think."

This is really inexplicable, you can't tell Park Jimin that Park Ji-sin sent him here to be an undercover agent, right?

"If you don't know how to explain it, then don't explain it."

The other side.

When the wind pushed open the door, he saw Park Ji-sin standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his dim vision blurring his lonely back.

"Jimin saved him?"

"Yes, Team Leader!"

Feng couldn't figure it out, the team leader obviously cared about this Li Zhenghuan, but why did he send him to a place like N.

n Everyone knows where it is, and that is the land of wind and moon.

The wind didn't say much, put down the coffee and left.

After a long time, Park Ji-sin took out a photo from his pocket, and the boy in the photo was smiling brightly and facing the camera with scissor hands.

Behind the photograph is a line of words written by himself with a pen.

The content is the words that he has buried in his heart for years.

Park Ji-sin smiled mockingly and put the photo on the table.

When will these words be spoken?

Half an hour later, a black Shijue entered the Pu Mansion.

Park Ji-sin stood upstairs and looked coldly at the two of them who were talking and laughing, and he was very irritable.

With a "bang", Park Ji-sin threw away the coffee cup in his hand.

Jealousy is like a beast, and his people, even his own brothers, are not allowed to touch them!

When Shen Ye went upstairs, he saw Park Ji-sin standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his room.

Looking at the demonic man, the blood on his body seemed to be coagulated, and a cold breath rushed from the soles of his feet.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Ye tried his best to calm the expression on his face, and unnaturally brushed his broken hair with his hand, and then walked in.

"Team leader, I'm back."

Park Ji-sin didn't turn around, still with his back to him, and didn't speak.

Shen Ye is self-aware, and if others ignore it, then he will not continue to stick his hot face to his cold ass.

I took my clothes and took a shower in the bathroom, and I was full of smell.

When he finished washing and getting dressed, Park Ji-sin suddenly rushed into the bathroom and snatched the clothes, Shen Ye wanted to cry without tears, "Team leader, please return the clothes to me." ”

Hearing this, Park Ji-sin threw his clothes into the trash, then looked at Shen Ye from his feet to his head with a gloomy face, and finally turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

Shen Ye chased him out angrily, "Do you think it's fun to fix me?" ”

"Yes." Who knows, he replied with a look of course.

Shen Ye was really angry, but he didn't want to deal with this tyrant, so he turned around and went to the closet to get new clothes.