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Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce-Chapter 620 - 218: Sun Dasheng with a Beauty on Each Arm (2)
She grew up without a father, raised by her mother in a single-parent family, so she has a special fascination with older men.
Of course, it’s not just any older man; among men of the same attractiveness, she is more drawn to the older ones.
Perhaps it’s the neighbor to the Oedipus complex.
"Alright, Ji-eun, you’re right," Kim Mi-hee agreed with her.
It’s not incomprehensible.
Because among East Asians, people who are actually older but look young are commonly seen, though it’s not entirely absent.
This would be difficult to understand in Western countries.
They are often the opposite.
Mature thirteen or fourteen-year-olds like those in their twenties.
Overly mature twenty or thirty-year-olds who look like they’re in their forties or fifties.
They age too quickly there.
Unlike East Asians, who age more slowly in appearance.
That’s why there are so many youthful-looking ’old thieves’.
"Oppa, did we guess right?" The two looked at Sun Dasheng.
Sun Dasheng gave a thumbs up: "Congratulations, you guessed it."
"Choose any reward you want, I’m covering the bill today."
The group happened to arrive at the mall entrance.
The two looked a bit flustered.
Sun Dasheng simply took each of their hands and walked in.
One hour later.
The two were bundled with bags, and their bodies adorned with accessories.
The two walked in harmony behind the man, Lee Ji-eun quietly said to Kim Mi-hee beside her, "Mi-hee, isn’t this a bit inappropriate?"
Kim Mi-hee looked delightedly at the luxurious watch she just bought and casually asked, "What’s wrong with it?"
Lee Ji-eun was speechless at her materialistic friend, so easily falling into a gentle land?
These things in her hands were not something she wanted; she knew some things weren’t acquired for free, you must lose something to gain something.
With her friend’s constant coaxing and influencing, she took them on impulse.
But now, she suddenly realized.
She urgently said, "Mi-hee, haven’t you heard the saying? Every gift of fate is secretly marked at a price."
"What? Speak clearly," Kim Mi-hee was slightly annoyed.
"Ah-i-goo, Mi-hee, oppa gave us such expensive gifts, if we accept them, there will be trouble."
Lee Ji-eun had no choice but to speak plainly.
Her friend’s intelligence is truly worrisome.
"What trouble?" Kim Mi-hee lifted her hand, showing off the beautiful watch, "This Patek Philippe women’s watch costs 300,000 US Dollars, when can we ever afford it by ourselves?"
"Even if we debuted, the meager income would still go to paying the company’s training fees, many seniors don’t save enough to buy a house even after retiring. Only those girl groups getting immensely popular domestically and in Asia are earning, but the chances of that are as low as winning the jackpot.
Now Da Sheng oppa is interested in us, giving us money directly, buying us such good stuff, isn’t that great?"
Lee Ji-eun was left speechless.
Turns out, her good friend isn’t lacking in intelligence but deceptively wise?
She understands everything too.
But Lee Ji-eun doesn’t want to depend on others; she wants to make a name for herself and earn big money on her own.
...
Ah! How delightful!
Lee Ji-eun holds the property certificate while smiling foolishly.
A two hundred square meter residence in the famous luxury area of Gangnam District, a mansion that typically costs millions of dollars!
On one’s own?
Even till death, it’s unlikely she can earn enough for this house.
Even those former girl group seniors famously adored nationwide couldn’t afford it.
"Oppa, is it really given to us?" Kim Mi-hee happily jumped up and down.
She also held a property certificate.
Sun Dasheng with his hands in pockets, "Yes, I asked my people to handle it. In such a rush, this was the best I could find."
"Settle for it?" Kim Mi-hee almost shook her head off: "No, no, no! Oppa, this is a luxury residence in the Gangnam District, how is this ’settle for it’? This is a super luxury mansion that my entire family couldn’t buy even after eight generations of effort."
Then she happily hugged Lee Ji-eun: "Ji-eun, we will be neighbors from now on, please take care of us."
Lee Ji-eun nodded slightly, her face slightly flushed because those boastful words she spoke earlier were still vivid in her mind, but thankfully Kim Mi-hee didn’t make a joke about them.
She secretly observed the back resembling a mountain, ripples forming inside her heart.
This is the man she’s looking for, the reliance for her future.
Good news: Found the man she’s fond of.
Bad news: Still has to share him with her good friend.
However, as trainees, they’ve seen many dark things, so this doesn’t really count as much.
Actually, she felt kind of fortunate inside.
.....
After viewing the house.
Their mindsets were completely different.
Late at night walking on the main road, the two of them on either side still holding hands with him, didn’t feel awkward at all.
The three of them were chatting and laughing together.
Arrived at the five-star hotel arranged by the company.
Just as they walked into the lobby, they were suddenly called by someone.
"Meiji, Ji-eun, what are you doing here?"
It was a man’s voice, sounding not very old.
Sun Dasheng turned to look, it was a flower boy.
Kim Mi-hee quickly explained: "Oppa, this is an artist from our company, we’re trainees from the same period so we’re quite familiar, but he’s already debuted, we haven’t been in touch much recently."
Kim Mi-hee’s words were half-truths.
The front part is true, the last part is false, because this guy was a flamboyant player, the prettiest trainees of the same period Kim Mi-hee and Lee Ji-eun had also been harassed by him.
However, at that time they were focused on debuting and becoming idols, how could they possibly think about dating?
In Korea, if idol romance gets exposed, it’s basically waiting for doom.
Compared to domestic stars, it’s truly worlds apart.
Domestic fans are far too lenient towards stars.
"Why can’t we be here?" Kim Mi-hee didn’t give him a good face, looking at the JK girl he was embracing in his arms with disdain: "Junnan, you better stop hyping fans, if it gets exposed, be careful you receive a pile of blades and dead rats from fans."
Fans in Korea are really brutal, with real dead rats sent to their idols.
Jin Junnan was immediately embarrassed and angry, "What kind of talk is that? This is my sister from the countryside, don’t make up rumors, I haven’t asked what you’re doing here with a big guy."
He immediately tried to change the topic, aiming to divert the conversation.
But Kim Mi-hee didn’t fall for it, and coldly sneered: "What sister from the countryside, you probably can form a group and debut with many of your sisters from the countryside, right? Junnan, you better be careful in the future, be careful Secretary Jin finds out and tells Chairman Lee, then you’ll be in trouble."
It’s fine to play around casually, as long as it doesn’t get reported everywhere in the news outside.
After all, these debuted idols were cultivated with significant expenses by the company, and the company hasn’t earned enough money yet, if you cause trouble, you’re done for.
"This gentleman beside me is a distinguished guest of the chairman, it’s not your place to ask questions."
As soon as Kim Mi-hee said this, as expected, Jin Junnan didn’t dare to ask more.
Asking, beware of losing your life.
He only dared to snidely remark: "Didn’t think you and Ji-eun would be assigned to accompany guests so early."
After speaking, he hurriedly slipped away with the drunken JK girl beside him.
"I’m sorry, oppa..." Kim Mi-hee instantly turned into a pitiful delicate girl.
Sun Dasheng gently patted her hair, "Alright, I’ll complain to Chairman Lee for you at the right time."
"Hmph! Daring to make our Meiji angry, it’s really flipping the world upside down."
The comfort was effective, Kim Mi-hee instantly beamed and rewarded him with a fragrant kiss.
Watching from the side, Lee Ji-eun stiffened, not knowing how to react.
"Equal affection, here’s a reward for you too." Sun Dasheng held Lee Ji-eun’s slender swan neck, giving her a long, moist kiss as well.
After letting go, Lee Ji-eun’s white neck was stained with blush.
"Oppa, there are people everywhere here." Her lowered voice manifested boundless shyness.
Sun Dasheng laughed heartily, embracing her on both sides as they walked to the hotel elevator.
Going abroad to fight for honor for the country, I, Sun Dasheng, dare not fall behind others.







