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โ˜†เฟเผตเฝฝเผ†เผ’ ๐‘จ/๐‘ต เผ’เผ†เฟเผตเฝฝโ˜†
โ˜†เฟเผตเฝฝเผ†เผ’ ๐‘ช๐‘ฏ๐‘จ๐‘น๐‘จ๐‘ช๐‘ป๐‘ฌ๐‘น เผ’เผ†เฟเผตเฝฝโ˜†
๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐‘บ๐’‰๐’Š๐’‘๐’‘๐’†๐’“ โ™กโžท~
๐‘ฏ๐’๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘ช๐’‰๐’๐’š๐’†๐’๐’๐’ˆ'๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’“๐’š
๐Ÿญ. ๐—•๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐—›๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ
๐Ÿฎ. ๐—๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ผ & ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ผ
๐น๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜
๐น๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ 2
๐Ÿฏ.๐—ก๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐Ÿ’•
๐Ÿฐ.๐—ก๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ง๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ธ๐˜€ โ˜•๐ŸŒŒ
๐Ÿฑ. ๐—๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—•๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐Ÿ”žโš ๏ธ
๐Ÿฒ.๐—ข๐—ต ๐—š๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด-๐—๐—ฎ
๐Ÿณ.๐—ง๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ฆ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ช๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ฃ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐˜†๐Ÿท๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡น
๐Ÿด.๐“๐ก๐ž ๐™๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›๐š ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐’๐ง๐š๐œ๐ค ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’ƒ
๐Ÿต. ๐—ข๐—ต ๐—š๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ท๐—ฎ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ผ'๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—บ?!
๐‘ฌ๐’™๐’•๐’“๐’‚ ๐‘ช๐’‰๐’‚๐’‘๐’•๐’†๐’“ ( ๐‘ช๐’‰๐’๐’˜๐’๐’ ๐’Ž๐’๐’Ž๐’†๐’๐’•)
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฌ.๐—–๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐— ๐—ฟ๐˜€.๐—–๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ถ'๐˜€ ๐˜‡๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿญ.๐—ฆ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐—•๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ.๐—œ'๐—บ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—œ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฏ. ๐Ÿฎ๐—ž ๐—ฆ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น : ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ผ & ๐—š๐—ฒ๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ด๐—ฎ ๐—ฃ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜‡๐—ฎ
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฐ. ๐—”๐—ฟ๐—ด๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ & ๐— ๐—ฟ.๐—›๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด'๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฑ. ๐‘พ๐’†'๐’๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’“๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’•
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฒ. ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ผ
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿณ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ
๐‘ช๐’‰๐’๐’Š ๐‘ด๐’š๐’–๐’๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’†๐’†'๐’” ๐‘ฉ๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’“๐’š
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿด. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’ƒ๐’“๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“?!
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿต. ๐‘ญ๐’‚๐’๐’”๐’† ๐‘จ๐’„๐’„๐’–๐’”๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’๐’”
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฌ. ๐‘จ๐’ ๐‘ฐ๐’„๐’†๐’… ๐‘บ๐’†๐’˜๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’†
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿญ. ๐—Ÿ๐—ฒ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—บ ๐˜‚๐—ฝ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ!!
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฎ. ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ป!! ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿ”ช
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฏ. ๐‘ถ๐’‰ ๐‘ซ๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ, ๐’š๐’๐’–'๐’“๐’† ๐’”๐’ ๐’‘๐’š๐’“๐’๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’„
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฐ. ๐—๐—ท๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜๐—น๐—ฒ ๐Ÿœ
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฑ. ๐‘ฉ๐’†๐’”๐’• ๐‘ญ๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’๐’…'๐’” ๐‘พ๐’†๐’…๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฒ. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’“๐’† ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’๐’๐’š ๐’”๐’•๐’–๐’ƒ๐’ƒ๐’๐’“๐’, ๐‘ช๐’‰๐’๐’š๐’†๐’๐’๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’‚
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿณ. ๐—™๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿด. ๐‘ด๐’š ๐’•๐’š๐’‘๐’†, ๐’š๐’๐’–.
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿต. ๐—•๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—น ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ!!!
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฌ. ๐—›๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฝ ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿญ. ๐—›๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฎ. ๐—–๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ด๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ท๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—น + ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฏ. ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐‘ด๐’‚๐’…๐’๐’†๐’”๐’” ๐‘ท๐’”๐’š๐’„๐’‰๐’๐’‘๐’‚๐’•๐’‰ ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ’ข๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ”ช
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฐ. ๐—›๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ผ'๐˜€ ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜†
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฑ. ๐‘ฐ ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’Œ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’๐’๐’š ๐’๐’†๐’†๐’… ๐’‚ ๐’ˆ๐’๐’๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฒ. ๐—›๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด ๐— ๐—ถ๐—ป-๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿณ. ๐‘ป๐’‚๐’†๐’‰๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’š๐’” ๐’…๐’‚๐’•๐’†๐’” ( ๐’‘๐’‚๐’“๐’• ๐Ÿ )๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โคโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ’•
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿต. ๐‘ป๐’‚๐’†๐’‰๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’š ๐’…๐’‚๐’•๐’†๐’” ( ๐’‘๐’‚๐’“๐’• ๐Ÿ‘) ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โคโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ’•
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฌ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸคŸ
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿญ. ๐‘ฏ๐’†๐’๐’“๐’š ๐‘ฑ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฎ. ๐‘ฏ๐’‚๐’๐’”๐’†๐’ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’•๐’“๐’๐’–๐’ƒ๐’๐’†๐’๐’‚๐’๐’…
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฏ. ๐—ฃ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด ๐—œ๐—ป-๐—ž๐˜‚๐—ธ
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฐ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐˜€ ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ & ๐——๐—ฟ. ๐—š๐—ถ๐—น'๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฑ. ๐‘ป๐’†๐’๐’ ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐‘ณ๐‘ถ๐‘ฝ๐‘ฌ. ๐‘ฏ๐’๐’˜ ๐’Š๐’” ๐’Š๐’• ๐’‡๐’†๐’†๐’๐’”? โค
๐‘ต๐’†๐’˜๐’†๐’”๐’• ๐’”๐’‰๐’Š๐’‘๐’‘๐’†๐’“ โ™ฅ๏ธŽโžด~
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฒ. ๐—๐—ถ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ถ ๐—ฉ๐—ฆ ๐—•๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—น
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿณ. ๐—๐—ถ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ถ ๐—”๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐—ฉ๐˜€ ๐—•๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—น ๐—”๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜† ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ซ
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿด. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐Ÿ•ต๐Ÿง 
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿต. ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ผ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—–๐—˜๐—ข
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฌ. ๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„๐˜€
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿญ. "๐‘ต๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’†๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Š๐’"
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฎ. ๐— ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ + ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ผ & ๐—”๐—ต๐—ป ๐—š๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ธ
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฏ. ๐—›๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ธ ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—–๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฐ. ๐’€๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’Š๐’๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‰๐’–๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Š๐’
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฑ. ๐‘ถ๐’–๐’“ ๐’…๐’†๐’‚๐’
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฒ. ๐—œ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜‚๐—น๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿณ. ๐—œ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜‚๐—น๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐Ÿฎ
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿด. ๐‘ด๐’“. ๐‘จ๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’๐’ & ๐‘ด๐’Š๐’”๐’” ๐‘ฉ๐’Š๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ
๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿต. ๐‘ด๐’“. ๐‘จ๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’๐’ & ๐‘ด๐’Š๐’”๐’” ๐‘ฉ๐’Š๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐Ÿ
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฌ. ๐—ง๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿญ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—š๐˜‚๐—ถ๐—น๐—น๐—ผ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ•ตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง 
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฎ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐ŸŽŽ๐Ÿ”–
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฏ. ๐‘ช๐’‰๐’๐’Š ๐‘ซ๐’‚๐’†๐’‰๐’š๐’–๐’'๐’” ๐‘ญ๐’–๐’๐’†๐’“๐’‚๐’ โšฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ•Š
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฐ. ๐‘ด๐’†๐’†๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‘๐’”๐’š๐’„๐’‰๐’ ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’†๐’๐’•!! ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿ•ต
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฑ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฃ๐—ฎ๐˜„๐—ป๐˜€
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฒ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—•๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿณ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ง๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿด. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—™๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—•๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ผ
๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿต. "๐‘ฐ ๐’Ž๐’†๐’‚๐’ ๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’๐’† ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’…!"
๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฌ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—”๐˜๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ
๐Ÿณ๐Ÿญ. ๐—ฃ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—”๐˜ ๐—Ÿ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜ ๐Ÿจ๐ŸŽˆ๐Ÿ’ž
๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฎ. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐— ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿ”ฅ

๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿด. ๐‘ป๐’‚๐’†๐’‰๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’š ๐’…๐’‚๐’•๐’†๐’” ( ๐’‘๐’‚๐’“๐’• ๐Ÿ) ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โคโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ’•

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➶➶➶➶➶ 𝑶𝑩𝑺𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵 ➷➷➷➷➷


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Night

Chayoung brings her sister to join them for their second plan of Vincenzo's gay dates at the bar with Mr. Nam. They wore a fancy dress up as Choyeong pretends being a waitress with a fancy maroon dress suit to serve their drinks.

Choyeong brought their whiskeys bottle as she went toward Vincenzo and Min-Seong's table while Chayoung and Mr. Nam secretly staring at them and sipping their drinks.

Choyeong put the bottle on the table as she secretly winked at Vincenzo as she mouthed him "Good Luck" as he glared at her with gritting his teeth while she giggles of his murderous glare that she never scared of him at all.

She went towards her sister and Mr. Nam's table and sit there to look forward of their plans begin.

Vincenzo poured his drink and Min-Seong's drink, gives him a cup as he holds a cup up to him for cheering their moment.

"Cheers." They clicked their glass cup as they drank. Vincenzo looks behind Min-Seong as he saw The Hong sisters and Mr. Nam sipped their drinks too.

Chayoung makes some move of her hands to make sure he communicates with Min-Seong while Choyeong and Mr. Nam clicked their glass as they held their glass cup up for him as a "good luck" sign.

Vincenzo silently denied her command as he looked back toward Min-Seong again.

"Ah!" He forgot to give a his fakes company card for him as Min-Seong also take out his company card from his jacket.

They both give a card each other as they look towards of their name.

"Kim Taeho from THQ Law Firm. You are an attorney?" Min-Seong asked him.

"Yes, I have own of my law firm company." Vincenzo replied.

"What a nice work for you, Mr. Kim. I'm also like your name too, a beautiful name for a beautiful man just like you." Min-Seong winked at him.

Vincenzo was too gagging of his flirtiness. He only smile a bit at him as he awkwardly sips his drink.

Other side

"Unnie, I thought the fake Kim Taeho works at the bank." Choyeong whispered.

"I'm forgotten that he also was an attorney of his own law firm just like us." Chayoung smacked her forehead of her dumberness.

Back to TaehoxMinseong's side

"Yep. Only you." Vincenzo flirted back at him as he pokes his kiss from the lips. Min-Seong blushed of his actions as he giggles like he's fangirling over his handsomeness charm in front of him.

"Shit" Vincenzo muttered.

"Have you ever met someone for the first time and you feel like you've met your soulmate?"

"Ah...." Vincenzo really wants to said that he ever met his soulmate for the first time of the rise of his life but unfortunately she didn't notice him as a lover but instead she thought him as her best friend in her life.

He doesn't know what he gonna said to him. He's afraid he would ruined their plan if he hurts Min-Seong's feeling. This is too early for him.

He looks behind him again Chayoung and Mr. Nam still making a weird movement for him but only Choyeong nodded her head with a genuine smile that he can do this for the best. She knew what his expressions on his face meant.

"Yeah. Actually...." He huffed his heavy breath to calm himself to speak with Min-Seong.

"I think I know what you mean."

Choyeong stopped her sister and Mr. Nam moving so they could concentrate of Vincenzo and Min-Seong's conversation.

"You seem older than me... Babe~" Min-Seong wiggles his eyebrows as he flirts with Vincenzo.

"Does that feel okay, " babe"?" Min-Seong grinned while Vincenzo awkwardly smiled at him.

"No. If you're going to call me anything it should be... my name." Vincenzo said.

"Your name?" Min-Seong chuckled as he said again.

"Okay. Taeho."

"I have a request. No business talk. I want for us to be good friends, Min-Seomg ssi. Let's not talk about work. " Vincenzo calmly spoke.

"It's like you're reading my mind right now. I feel the same way. Haha~" Min-Seong laughed and Vincenzo also laughing with him too.

"Want some?" Vincenzo asked while grabbing the bottle to pour Min-Seong's glass cup.

"Sure." As Vincenzo poured his drink and they clicked their glass together again as they sip a drink while Vincenzo glared at them from the back as Choyeong mimicked him.

Minutes later

After Choyeong and Mr. Nam feel done with their drinks even they still a bit drunken while watching Vincenzo, who still glaring at them.

Chayoung smacked Mr. Nam's back to catch their thoughts while scolding them to stop drinking instead of focusing of their plan.

Chayoung mouthed at Vincenzo to confess his feelings toward Min-Seong while Choyeong and Mr. Nam followed her as they're making love sign for him as his love confession but Vincenzo still denied of their advices.

"Aish, alright alright, you guys. I will confess to him. For god sakes!" He thought while rubbing his temple.

He leaned in closer a bit toward Min-Seong while holding his hand.

"You know what? I envy you. How could you become the president of something as big as ShinkHwang Bank when you're such a young guy?" Vincenzo asked.

Min-Seong stood up from the chair as he walked to other chair beside Vincenzo, sat there beside him.

Vincenzo shocked of his movement as he tries being stay away from him but unfortunate Min-Seong grabs his chair to be closer with him.

The Hong Sister look disgust in front of them but differently with Chayoung while she gritted her fists that she really wants to punch him so badly that she never let anyone being closer of what she's belong to him.

Choyeong notices of her sisters strange behavior so she confronted her with holds her hands to make her relax even she tried so hard of laughing toward her sister's jealousy.

"I know you're jealous so let him be." Choyeong whispered.

"I'm not jealous of him!" Chayoung hissed.

"Pfft. I know you're lying. You like him right?" Chayoung glared at her while Choyeong chuckled of her sister's cuteness of her blush that she knew Chayoung likes him for a long time when she met him for the first time during wine party at Geumga Plaza.

"Shut up!!"

Other side

"Kim Taeho-ssi." Min-Seong called him.

"Hm?" Vincenzo hummed.

"Would you like to know how?" Min-Seong asked him.

"Yes." Vincenzo replied.

"When my father was in charge of ShinkHwang, he was against me becoming the president, you know." Min-Seong said while looking at Vincenzo with admiration. Vincenzo nodded his head of his answer.

"He had a very bad habit of coming on to other women. It didn't matter if they were assistants, bank employees, housekeepers. Oh, he would be all over them. Oh, it was gross~" Min-Seong said in a annoyed voice.

"Sounds like your father are fucking playboy bastard, huh. Still just like Hanseok~Just like Hanseok~" Choyeong drunkenly thought.

"Then one day, when he was on top of one of the cleaners, she... She said no. They fought, and then a struggle..." Of the last sentence, Min-Seong accidentally bumped his chest whenever he was drunk but he could control himself to never hurt him.

He cleared his throat as he continues said

"Bam! She pushed him down hard. But my mother was watching. It happened right in front of her. Saw it all through the crack in the door."

Vincenzo slowly glared at him of the last sentence of what he said. He knows what he meant about him.

"She was watching, was she?" Vincenzo carefully asked him.

"Yeah. And she watched when my dad couldn't get back up. And the best part... she didn't even bother calling 911. She just let him die there." Min-Seong casually said.

"Hmm. But if she had called...would he have survived?" Vincenzo asked.

"Hmm." He nodded.

"When I spoke to the doctor, he believed my father would have lived." He said.

"Just like you then when I tried to kill you but fortunately your Hanseok save the day as the fucker hero of the school." She rolled her eyes while glaring at him.

"If help had arrived even ten minutes sooner. Why's she do it let him die?" Vincenzo asked.

"My mom always wanted to be the chair of ShinkHwang. She made her wish come true." He shrugged his shoulder.

"And what about the housekeeper?" Vincenzo asked him again.

"Jail. She took a blame for his murder. It had to be like that." He casually response.

Vincenzo zones out a bit when Min-Seong called him again as he hummed himself.

"No one can know the truth about my family. We have to protect our reputation, you get that?" Min-Seong said.

Choyeong wants to end up kill him so badly even if he talks about Vincenzo's mother but it's not the point of their plan of to take down of Babel for their revenge. She also wants to get to know about the real owner of Babel too before it's too late.

She notices Mr. Nam tried to hit him with a whiskey bottle before he also ends up she stopped him by holds his hand while Chayoung holds the bottle on his hands.

"If he tried to said meaningful to Mr. Cassano's mother like that I kill him right now." Mr. Nam hissed.

"No, Joosung-yaa. It's not our plan to kill him. We will revenge his family's secret soon. So relax alright." Choyeong patted his back to calm his madness down.

From other side

"Yes, of course. Your family's reputation." Vincenzo mumbled even he tried to control himself for being angry against Min-Seong.

He knows how to revenge with their last plan soon. He hopes that should be the mastermind to get Min-Seong stupid gay relationship with his plan as Babel's weakness.

Before Min-Seong sips his drink again Vincenzo went closer toward him by grabbing his chair.

"Min-Seong." Vincenzo called him.

"Hm?" Min-Seong hummed.

"Are you free this weekend? Spend it with me." Vincenzo confidently said.

"This weekend? Ohhh~ I am so super free, Mr. Kim Taeho~" Min-Seong drunkenly replied while leaning closer against him.

To Be Continue~

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