Chapter 619

Theatrical Regression Life Chapter 619

Episode 619:

Booth....

“....”

Current time: 1:07 PM.

Lee Jae-heon woke up with the appearance of a slut who looked like he had been on active duty for 50 years and looked around.

“Huh...”

I can’t go home today.

‘It’s hard to make a living.’

Slurp....

He let out a sigh and lay down again.

“....”

Around him, alcohol-addled adults and dopamine-addled children were stretched out like watery seaweed.

Lee Jae-heon chose to continue sleeping rather than see the cruel scene.

‘Honey, please save me.’

These crazy bastards tortured me with alcohol.

Just like that, Lee Jae-heon went to sleep again while hugging Jang Seo-ah.

* * *

Fortunately, Jaeheon Lee was able to come to his senses around 2 PM.

“Mister.”

“Uh...”

“I’m hungry.”

“Uh oh... okay....”

“The sun has risen.”

“I see...”

It was all thanks to Jang Seo-ah, who was clapping her cheek with her palm on top of me.

Lee Jae-heon got up from his seat with the feeling of a zombie and made eye contact with CEO Choi Jeong-man. The child, Choi Min-hong, who was pressing his father’s cheek, looked quite happy.

“....”

“....”

you also?

me too.

“...You woke up early.”

“Ugh, what should I say? “The kid just asked for food...”

“Aha.”

Jaeheon Lee stood up holding his pounding head and said,

“Turn it off.”

Uji string.

I fell.

“Ugh....”

“!!! Ahhh...!! “That sounds far away!!”

“Emergency emergency!! “Emergency secret... huh...?”

Noh Yeon-seok and Han Do-yoon woke up because they were sleeping together in the living room.

President Choi Jeong-man approached Lee Jae-heon with a worried face.

“Oh my, I don’t know if I’m okay. “Do you have a bad hangover?”

“...I think I drank a little too much...”

“I guess... Huh? “Why are you holding my ankle?”

“....”

“Oh my god. “Has the ankle injury from last time healed?”

Noh Yeon-seok and Do-yoon Han, who had just woken up and were confused by his question, looked at Jae-heon Lee.

“Director Boo... what, where... are you in pain??”

“When it comes to ankles, I’m also an expert... kkeungcha.”

Lee Jae-heon was frightened by the sight of the two trustworthy men slowly approaching.

“Oh, don’t come, don’t come... My ankle is completely healed. are you okay. Do not come.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. Wow, let me take a look at your ankle. Wow.”

“Oh, really, don’t do it...!!”

However, Lee Jae-heon’s resistance, which he struggled with while keeping his voice quiet for fear of waking the others, did not have much effect. Han Do-yoon gently touched Lee Jae-heon’s ankle and tilted his head.

“uh? “This... doesn’t stick.”

“Let’s not say scary things about my ankle.”

“Why doesn’t this work?”

“Do I know that?”

“Are there any aftereffects?”

Noh Yeon-seok asked with a pale face in response to the creepy conversation.

“What do you mean...? Manager, did you sprain your ankle...?”

“Why do you say that again? What you are saying is what scares me the most right now. “But you still look like a loan shark.”

“But they say it doesn’t stick.”

“It’s not that it’s not attached at all, it’s just that it’s a little off.”

“Isn’t that what it is...?”

“Please tell me.”

Han Do-yoon intervened.

“You managed to walk around with this.”

“Oh please, Han Do-yoon, do something with your mouth.”

“Hey, the truth must be revealed.”

“I really hate Han Do-yoon....”

“I’m going to get hurt.”

“I don’t like that kind of thing.”

Do-yoon Han, who stopped laughing at Lee Jae-heon’s continued denial, looked embarrassed.

“No, but this is because it’s really serious. “I know that it is difficult to recover from an ankle injury, but if it is in this condition, it will be uncomfortable every time you walk.”

“Just baked bread, bread with jam, bread covered in egg wash, bread covered in sugar on top of egg wash...”

“No eggs... no sugar.”

“Okay, accepted.”

He was a child who liked simple things.

Lee Jae-heon put Seo-ah down on a chair at the dining table with a clear view of the kitchen.

“Uuuuuuu....”

“....”

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

Seo-ah shook her head and pointed at herself and the chair with her finger, and then towards the inside of the kitchen.

“....”

Lee Jae-heon picked up Seo-ah on a chair and carried her into the kitchen.

“huh.”

“What are you doing?”

“Yes, good.”

“You know how to control people, and you are a very princess.”

“....”

“Uh... lady.”

“huh.”

Han Do-yoon saw that and looked at Lee Jae-heon with faint eyes.

“You’re being caught...?”

“If I have to get caught, then should I grab something the size of my palm?”

“...oh.”

Do-yoon Han looked with a straight face.

“It gave me goosebumps because it sounded so romantic.”

“Why are you asking me what to do? what.”

“Please make a statement that fits Jaeheon Lee’s face genre. Why are there so many? A noir-like statement. Hold the wine in your hand and tell me.”

“Why do you go crazy every time I say something, Han Do-yoon?”

“Doyun treats you romantically too?”

“Would I do such a terrible thing if I weren’t crazy?”

Jaeheon Lee turned to President Jeongman Choi.

“Minhong, what do you want to eat?”

“Gukbap.”

“...Gukbap?”

It was quite mature for a 6-year-old’s tastes.

“Uh... what kind of soup?”

“I guess the type doesn’t really matter?”

President Choi Jeong-man chuckled and took out the soup he had packed from the refrigerator. It probably looked like broth used for business, but he continued talking as he took out a few other ingredients.

“It’s been like that since I was a baby. “Maybe he didn’t want to eat tasteless baby food, so he crawled to the kitchen and started sucking on the broth he had made to study recipes.”

“Oh my.”

“Fortunately, the soup was cold, so there wasn’t a big problem... Anyway, the soup was slightly seasoned, so I couldn’t eat it. “Maybe it’s because he became resentful, but when he grows up, he keeps asking me for soup.”

President Choi Jeong-man’s face was full of smiles as he said that. It was the face of a typical foolish father who couldn’t stand talking about his beloved son because he enjoyed it.

“I’m just going to make pork soup. “What are you going to do, Jaeheon Lee?”

“...the boss cooks Korean food, so I eat Western food? “I think it would be okay to grill sausages and French toast and add some jam and ketchup.”

“It’s just right. “Then I’ll make soup, so Jae-Heon Lee cooks for other people as well.”

Noh Yeon-seok intervened.

“I want to do it too!”

“huh? “All you have to do is boil the soup.”

“Then, Manager, I will help you!”

At Noh Yeon-seok’s words, Seo-ah, who was quietly sitting on a chair, opened her eyes, and Choi Min-hong, who was right next to her, opened his mouth.

The two kids rushed over as if they were planning to join Lee Jae-heon.

“Me too...! “I want to do it too!”

“I can’t do it because you guys are so petty.”

“Don’t worry! “We’re all grown up!”

“Why do they say they have grown up? Even the face fits in my hands...”

“I want to do it too, uncle...!” “I’m good!”

“Huh....”

Jaeheon Lee eventually put eggs and a whisk into the kids’ hands.

“Do you know how to break an egg?”

Jang Seo-ah answered confidently as Lee Jae-heon looked at how much help she needed to go to. The small, pointed nose inside her dense face rose up into the sky without realizing it.

“I know how to do it.”

“How is it that Seo-ah can’t do anything like this?”

“Hehe....”

“You’re a pretty and smart girl.”

Lee Jae-heon placed his lips on the top of Seo-ah’s head and lifted her waist.

Immediately after that, I made eye contact with Minhong Choi.

“....”

“....”

“My paljaya.”

“Heehee.”

Jaeheon Lee also had to give a kiss to Minhong Choi.

Park Min-jun, the possessed person who was watching the peaceful scene, quietly woke up.

“Where are you going?”

“restroom.”

“Aha....”

Jeong In-ho could soon hear the sound of vomiting.

“....”

That must be because of the alcohol, right?

(Continued in the next part)