Chapter 635. Arriving (5)

Chapter 635. Arriving (5)

'Although that felt great...'

Han Eun-Sol's expression as he drove the van was definitely not bright at all. He was in the heat of the moment during the event itself and didn't try to stop Choi Yeon-Ha, but... Now that it was over, vague hollowness and uneasiness washed over him.

He sneakily raised his head and looked into the rearview mirror, hoping to check out Choi Yeon-Ha's expression.

'Gee whiz. She and her iron-lady mentality...'

As if to laugh in the face of Han Eun-Sol's anxiety, Choi Yeon-Ha looked utterly refreshed while her eyes were glued to her phone's screen. It was as if all the dissatisfaction and irritation accumulating on her expression until now had been blown wide away.

“Noona?”

“Ng?” Choi Yeon-Ha looked away from her phone.

“Aren't you... worried?”

“Worried? About what?”

“...”

People should learn from her example. If humanity could imitate Choi Yeon-Ha's mindset and live their lives like her, the word 'stress' would cease to exist altogether!

Imagine how much of an incredible blessing it would be to never worry about the consequences of one's actions! After all, at least a hundred million people going to bed tonight all over the world must be praying for their tomorrow to never arrive!

“Noona, I also think that Liu Wei bastard got what he deserved, but you should still be worried about creating tension with the director.”

Choi Yeon-Ha disinterestedly muttered, “Sure.”

“That director is not a pushover, you know?”

“Sure.”

“...Noona, are you even listening to me?”

“Sure... Ng?”

Han Eun-Sol gripped the steering wheel tightly.

'Be calm, okay? Be calm! I'm driving right now...!'

Besides, there wasn't much he could do to Choi Yeon-Ha even if he wasn't calm, anyway! Still, self-hypnotizing himself like this did wonders for his sanity, so he diligently kept at it.

“Noona, don't you get that this situation might balloon into something much more serious?”

Choi Yeon-Ha replied with a dismissive shrug. “So what if it does?”

“Huh?”

She remained utterly unperturbed while answering Han Eun-Sol. Unlike her manager's worried fretting, Choi Yeon-Ha was relaxation personified. “It's already happened, so nothing will change even if you nervously chew on your nails now.”

“S-sure, that's true, but...”

“Besides, what can they do, anyway? Kill me?”

“Noona, you know they can kick you out of the production, right? And what if they really sue you for damages?”

“Let them.”

Han Eun-Sol cried out in dismay. “Noona?!”

“Keep it down, will you? Why are you shouting?” Choi Yeon-Ha tutted loudly. “Where are your balls as a man, Eun-Sol?”

“Noona, don't you get that you'll have to fork out an enormous compensation if that happens?”

“I don't care. I'm rich, anyway.”

“You wanna spend your money on something like this?!”

“When will I ever get to throw money around if it's not on something like this?”

“Heol...?”

Choi Yeon-Ha pulled the wraps off a bar of chocolate resting on the backseat next to her, then popped a piece inside her mouth. While chewing, she continued talking to Han Eun-Sol. “It's not like I came here to make money, you know? Losing some random change doesn't scare me, and I ain't gonna grovel before anyone because of it, okay? Money? They want it, they can have it. Even if I lose all my wealth, I can always earn it back, right?”

“...Noona, I don't think that's how girl power is supposed to work.”

“I never thought about this situation that way. Besides, those idiots can't sue me, anyway.”

Han Eun-Sol tilted his head. “Huh? Why not?”

“If they take me to court, they need to tell everyone why I acted that way, right?”

“Oh...!” Han Eun-Sol slowly nodded away.

“He seemed really angry, Brother Liu.”

“Hah. Makes sense. His humiliation should be worse than mine, after all.”

Hollywood had been tripping over themselves to hire that director as their next big thing. A man like that got grandly humiliated by a mere actress during a local TV production, so his anger should be severe enough for him to lose sleep for the next few days!

'This is for the better, actually...!'

Even if it was Liu Wei, he couldn't afford to get into that director's bad books. Their levels of influence were drastically different, after all. Considering Liu Wei's current popularity, getting on the wrong side of that director might result in him losing lots of friends in this industry. Even then, he still might be able to salvage his career.

However, thanks to Choi Yeon-Ha briefly losing her sanity, Liu Wei no longer had to worry about earning the director's ire!

'It's time to make that call.'

Liu Wei saw no reason to drag things out with the situation as it was. In fact, it might be a better idea to finish everything off before the night was over.

'Right. Before my anger cools down...!'

There was something devilishly bewitching about Choi Yeon-Ha's stunning looks.

Liu Wei was not a good person. He himself knew that.

How many times did his pride get wounded by Choi Yeon-Ha's look of contempt and biting commentary whenever he tried to seduce her? Out of sheer anger, he'd charge straight back to the set with the plan to utterly crush that woman... Only for his anger to melt like snow as soon as he laid eyes on her face.

And then, he'd repeat the same mistake again. And again.

He genuinely believed that Choi Yeon-Ha would soon see the light if he kept seducing her. Every woman he went after could only resist for two, maybe three, times before throwing herself into his arms, after all!

However, today's event showed him the truth. He'd never acquire Choi Yeon-Ha through normal means! In that case, he should resort to abnormal means next.

“Hey. Give me a phone.”

“Yes, Brother Liu!” The manager urgently yanked out his phone from his jacket pocket, then politely presented it to Liu Wei.

“All of you, leave the room for a bit.”

“Yes, brother!”

Liu Wei waited until everyone left his room, then dialed the familiar number. After a lengthy wait, the call finally connected to the person he wanted to speak to.

-Oh? Isn't this a rare occasion, you calling us first like this and all? It seems our dear Big Brother Liu is in heat, then?

“Make it happen tonight.”

-Tonight? We're a bit busy today, actually.

“What the f*ck?! What can you possibly be busy with, you punk! I'll compensate you properly for this job, so get it done, okay!”

-Oh, well. Since our dear Big Brother Liu is this desperate, what choice do I have but to change my schedule? But, here's the thing, Brother Liu.

“What?!”

-Since I'm being ordered to, I'll keep providing you with our services, okay? However, you treating me like your personal slave sometimes gets on my nerves, know what I mean? You'd do well to remember who you are talking to. Who knows what we will do if things don't work out between us? Eh? You get my drift?

“...!” Cold sweat immediately broke out on Liu Wei's forehead. He sobered up and remembered who he was dealing with here. "I, I'm sorry for being so careless with my words. It's just that I got so angry and all...!"

-Nah, no need to apologize like that. Besides, apologies aren't supposed to be verbal, anyway. I'll be more grateful if you can add a bit on top for running errands for you. While not telling the higher-ups, obviously.

“Got it.”

Beep!

The line went dead abruptly. Liu Wei's hand trembled faintly as he shoved the phone in his pocket.

'Those inhuman bastards...!'

If he could help it, Liu Wei didn't want to associate himself with those people. If those creepy bastards hadn't been dispatched by the Dark Association, Liu Wei would've never called them for help like this.

However, that was why he trusted them so much. These creepy bastards had no qualms. So, they should perfectly carry out whatever Liu Wei asked of them.

“Hah... I'm looking forward to seeing the faces you'd make underneath me, Choi Yeon-Ha. I'm sure it'll still be beautiful...!”

Liu Wei leisurely walked outside his room while feeling a bit better than before.

***

Shuangliu International Airport, Chengdu, China...

An innocuous plane was landing uneventfully on one of the airport's runways as the burning sun lazily set beyond the western mountains. After smoothly landing on the long strip of asphalt, the plane didn't join the rest of the passenger jets and headed deeper into the airport instead, where the cargo section was.

Although such a scene was rather common in every large airport, things weren't as simple this time.

The cargo plane took its time slowing down to a stop, then a boarding bridge was brought next to it. Once the attachment was finished, the plane's door slid open, and a man the Chinese martial society was paying the most attention to leisurely stepped outside.

“It's been a while since I last came here...” Kang Jin-Ho muttered while raising his head to stare at the distant sunset. “...And for some reason, I don't feel so good about it.”

This moment heralded the beginning of someone's deadly misfortune.