I'm a chaebol in South Korea

Chapter 442
The light dispels the darkness, and the obstructed sight is no longer obstructed.

Han Jiaren, who leaned back, also saw the pinnacle work from the life of a Roman master stonemason.

The naked upper body is really full, and the just right muscle lines bring a strong visual impact.

thump, thump, thump...

The heart is like a powerful engine with a new horsepower.

The strong frequency made Han Jiaren suspect that his heart would jump out of his chest in the next second, and be exposed to the air so that he could see his mind clearly.

Pressing her heart with her hands, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Han Jiaren's forehead.

His body was more like a muscle needle, so stiff that he couldn't even move his fingers.

"All right."

After putting the tape on, Li Zhenyu helped her leg to get up and squat halfway: "Come on, see if it hurts."

Han Jiaren lowered her head in her arms and said embarrassingly, "Well, I can do it by myself, can you let me go..."

"Oh, sorry."

Li Zhenyu let go of his hand in a very gentlemanly manner, watching his heart rate soar all the way to 80 points.

Then, he was crucified in place as if hitting a wall.

"Is it alright?"

Helping her into the car, Li Zhenyu followed her in, "Would you like to go to the hospital to have a look?"

"No, it's just a scratch. I'm not that fragile."

Han Jiaren shook her head and declined politely, with a very happy smile on her lips.

Yes, this short ten minutes was the happiest moment for her in recent days.

It's just that the person who brought this happiness is not the same as what she thought.

Han Jiaren had already completely disbelieved the rumors about him from the outside world. In her eyes, the president was clearly a sensible, humorous, handsome and strong gentleman of the new era.

I am afraid that in the whole of South Korea, no one can find a better man than him.

Yes, Han Jiaren's evaluation of him has reached the highest point of morality, and going further...

Crossing the moral boundary is something Han Jiaren will never allow to happen.

Stressing again that he was fine, Li Zhenyu ordered the driver to drive to the hotel, but when the car parked downstairs of the hotel, Li Zhenyu looked sideways at the hotel building outside the window.

"You live here?"

"Ah, yes."

Han Jiaren nodded, not understanding why he would ask such a question, is there anything wrong here?
"Zheng Shuo, go to Songpo District."

"Okay, boss."

Seeing the driver turn around, Han Jiaren asked anxiously, "President, what are you doing here?"

"Change a hotel for you, my heroine can't live in such a bad place."

"Also...why isn't it called Oppa?"

"what!"

All the thoughts in Han Jiaren's mind were instantly sent back to her stomach.

She lowered her head with pink cheeks, completely acquiescing to his arrangement, and at the same time acquiescing to the increasingly blurred relationship between herself and him.

Maybe Han Jiaren hasn't realized this yet, or she has already realized it, but she just doesn't want to admit it subconsciously.

It's a pity that the facts will not change because of self-deception, and things are developing in a direction she doesn't want.

By the time Han Jiaren reacted, Li Zhenyu was already sitting with her in the hotel room.

Jamsil, Songpa-gu, Seoul Olympic Park Hotel.

Li Zhenyu arranged for Han Jiaren to stay in the business suite, and picked up the remote control to open the gauze curtain in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"This is facing the Olympic Garden, and you can see the lake view when you open the curtains. When you come back from filming, take a shower, sit by the window and drink a cup of tea before going to sleep. You can also have a good mood."

Li Zhenyu stood up and said, "I'll have someone bring tea and a new kettle."

Li Zhenyu never used the spare kettle in the hotel. He didn't pay much attention to the others, but he still cared about what went into his mouth.

"Have a cup of tea."

Li Zhenyu brought the brewed tea to her, and Han Jiaren lowered her head after taking it and said, "Actually, I want to drink more now."

"what?"

Li Zhenyu couldn't hear the murmured whispers clearly.

But he saw that in the blurred reminder, the heartbeat value of Nai Si jumped to 85 points.

"It's nothing."

Han Jiaren flicked her temples in panic, and her heart rate rose by 2 points again.

[Han Jiaxin's heartbeat value is 87 points]

This value is very dangerous, indicating that the relationship between the two is about to reach a critical point.

Li Zhenyu put down his teacup and invited her to sit down in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, "Come here, the scenery is even better."

Sitting next to him, Han Jiaren looked at the Olympic Stadium outside the window, her eyes gradually became loose and empty, clearly thinking about something.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Ah~"

Han Jiaren froze for a moment, took a sip of the warm tea and said, "I was thinking about what he was doing."

"If you want to know, call him."

"..."

Han Jiaren was very hesitant, not knowing whether he should do this or not.

She was more worried that the other party would misunderstand something, in case she was found alone in the same room with Li Zhenyu.

"No, he probably doesn't want to see me now."

"...It's getting late, President."

Han Jiaren began to issue orders to evict guests, she was afraid that the situation would become uncontrollable if the ambiguity continued.

But she didn't realize at all that the situation had long been out of her control.

"You haven't answered my question yet, why not call me Oppa."

Han Jiaren turned her head to the other side in embarrassment and said, "Well, I was too impatient. I shouldn't have said that."

"Also, you may not be older than me."

This is very interesting, and the topic that should have ended has an opportunity to continue talking in an instant.

"Oh, what year are you from?"

Hearing his question, Han Jiaren pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "Don't you know that a woman's age is a secret?"

"Since it's a secret, it's younger than me, called Ouba."

Turning around abruptly, pressing her right hand on the armrest of her chair, Li Zhenyu's entire upper body pressed aggressively on top of her.

Han Jiaren turned her head in panic and said, "President, don't do this."

"how?"

Li Zhenyu would never force someone, but that didn't mean he didn't understand what it meant to play hard to get, and to welcome someone even if they were embarrassed.

At this time, Han Jiaren had clearly lost her resistance.

The so-called 'no' is entirely out of a woman's reserve, "So, when will you wait until you call me Oppa?"

"...Ou Ba."

The next morning, Han Jiaren's hips grew by one centimeter, which was the result of exercising with Li Zhenyu.

The price is another absenteeism.

"Jia Renxi has some personal matters to deal with recently, please be considerate, I will shoot other scenes today."

Li Zhenyu continued to host the filming work, even if he wanted to change this time, he had no chance.

Besides, there should always be a beginning and an end in doing things.

"How is it, are you feeling better?"

Returning to the Park Hotel at night, Li Zhenyu put his arms around the tired Han Jiaren and asked concerned: "If it doesn't work, go to the hospital."

"How can you tell the doctor about this kind of thing? I'll be fine after two more days of rest."

Han Jiaren was so ashamed that she couldn't lift her head. Let her go to the hospital now, it would be better to just kill her.

Anyway, she didn't have the face to tell others why she couldn't get out of bed.

Not even a doctor...

(End of this chapter)