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Chapter 1270 What qualifications do you have to be happy
Jin Zhixiong was lucky, he made a decisive decision, so when he ran all the way to the street outside his home, he happened to see that tall figure standing in the crowd at the bus stop.

He didn't bother to think about why a man was willing to squeeze the bus with others when he was clearly wearing brand-name clothes. He turned his head and saw a bus approaching in the distance, so he hurried to the parking lot to start his own car. car.

In this way, he drove and followed the bus that the man was sitting on.

In fact, if the man drove here by himself today, Jin Zhixiong's obvious stalking behavior would have been discovered long ago.

But, he followed the bus.

Therefore, his luck was really good, and he was successfully attached to the man's back.

The man in the middle changed a bus and departed from the bus station in Jeonju to Seoul.

This was an opportunity, but Jin Zhixiong was sitting in the car, watching the man walking into the ticket office to buy tickets, but he couldn't be as decisive as before.

He felt that he was not ready to meet this man, but seeing the man's bus set off, he still drove to keep up.

He doesn't know why he wants to follow the other party, he only knows one thing, that is, if he misses the other party today, maybe he will never meet again in this life.

When he hid in the room and heard the conversation between the man and his father, he could hear the seriousness in the man's words.

What the other party said was serious, saying that he didn't want to have anything to do with the family, and maybe he would never appear again.

But that's not okay... How can things just pass in such an unclear way?

So Jin Zhixiong thinks that he must firmly grasp this line and cannot let go.

Just now Father Jin said so many things, he only listened to one sentence, if a person lives in this world, if he doesn't even know his real relatives, what is it?
So, Jin Zhixiong drove all the way and followed the bus to Seoul.

When he arrived in the urban area of ​​Seoul, the man changed to a taxi again. At this time, the novice driver finally realized that he had to hide himself. Jin Zhixiong followed the taxi from a distance with the help of the endless traffic on the streets of Seoul. later.

Until he followed the car to a high-end residential area in Cheongdam-dong.

He couldn't drive past the security guard at the gate, so he had to park his car on the side of the road, register as a foreigner himself, and then hurriedly chased him in.

"Where did you go?"

With his hands on his hips, he stood on the tree-lined road in the community and looked around in distress. Jin Zhixiong looked up at the big sun above his head, and his delicate face was full of frustration.

I didn't expect to reach the last step, but I still lost people.

Fortunately, I don't know if there is no such thing as a road, but when he was thinking about looking around in the community again, the corner of his eye glanced at a supermarket not far away and came out with a shopping bag. The familiar figure of the bag.

It looks tall, but its limbs are also very slender. Just looking at the face, it is likely that people will mistake it for an artist.

Shocked, Jin Zhixiong hid in a hurry by the side of the trash can. He shrank his head and stared intently at the tall figure carrying the shopping bag and walking slowly in one direction.

He pursed his lips unconsciously and followed cautiously.

Just halfway along, he suddenly saw the man sitting down on a bench by the side of the road, took out two cans of beer from the shopping bag, opened one can and drank it himself, but the other was placed on the long bench. chair.

He was a little confused, so he could only be patient and hid behind the big tree.

After the man drank the can of beer slowly, when he was beating his numb legs, he suddenly saw the man pick up the can of beer on the bench and shake it towards him.

That's right, Jin Zhixiong couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He saw it very clearly, he clearly saw the man holding the can of beer in his hand and shaking it at the big tree where he was hiding, which made him turn his back quickly in fright.

"I bought this can for you to drink. It's really hard for you to follow from Jeonju to Seoul... If you want to know about my house, it's the one above. Don't follow me here anymore. It's like a pervert. Oh, and Yes, if you want to say something to me, you'd better think it through yourself before knocking on the door, otherwise you will be embarrassed and I will be embarrassed too."

The clear and leisurely male voice drifted into Jin Zhixiong's ears along the wind, and his face turned red and white with embarrassment.

He didn't know when he showed his feet and was discovered by the other party.

When he carefully turned his head to peek, there was no man on the bench, only a can of beer was left.

Jin Zhixiong stood there silent for a moment, then walked over, bent down and picked up the can of beer.

Under the sunshine in the afternoon, the beer can was already slightly warm, holding it in the palm of your hand, there was a different kind of warmth.

Jin Zhixiong slowly took a deep breath, turned his head and looked up the road.

With his good eyesight in the family, he could see a two-storey villa looming in that direction from a distance.

He hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't follow.

Don't get me wrong, this doesn't mean that he obediently obeys the other party's orders, but he feels that it would be too thick-skinned for him to follow after being discovered by others.

Jin Zhixiong sat down on the bench that the man had just sat on, raised the can of beer in his hand to look at it, pursed his lips, and put it down, but at the next moment, he frowned again and put the can of beer in his hand. Picking up the can of beer, he pulled off the easy-tab.

"Pfft..."

After a crisp sound of steaming, a little liquor mixed with white foam poured out of the tank.

"Anyway, he invited you, and if you don't drink, you don't drink for nothing..."

Jin Zhixiong muttered, and leaned over to drink the foam and wine that gushed out.

For some reason, he always felt that today's can of beer had a completely different taste from usual.

It's not delicious, but it's not bad either.In short... just to be able to enter.

With such a strange mood, Jin Zhixiong just drank the can of beer invited by others in one gulp.

He squeezed the empty beer can with his hands. After a long silence, he stood up and threw it into the trash can beside him. Then he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

"Well...it's me."

"It's nothing, just... you said before that you Hiong opened a detective agency, right? Is it reliable?"

"Hey, it's not that I don't believe you, really. Ah, well, well... Well, now I need you Hiong to help me investigate a person, I only have his current address, can you help me find his information? "

"I don't need much privacy, I just..."

Holding the mobile phone, he couldn't help looking back at the shining house in the distance, Jin Zhixiong pursed his lips slightly, and said softly:
"I just want to get to know this person."

……

When the door was opened, thick steam came out of the bathroom.

Han Yu, who changed into a bathrobe, came out wearing slippers while wiping his hair with a towel.

He stood by the stairs leading to the second floor and looked around.

Fortunately, he hasn't been back for a few years, and the situation in the house is no different from before he left. The people in charge of maintenance are hardworking.

Throwing the towel into the laundry basket beside him, Han Yu walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down, picked up the mobile phone on the table.

He dialed a number, waited for a second or two, and the phone was picked up.

"Boss."

The person on the other end of the phone called him respectfully.

"Are you ready for the gift I asked you to prepare?" Han Yu asked while holding his mobile phone.

"It's still in progress, don't worry, it will be ready before the deadline." The man replied.

"Yeah." Han Yu nodded lightly, "Then I'll trouble you."

"You are being polite. By the way, there is something I just want to report to you."

"what's up?"

Han Yu picked up a kettle on the table and poured himself a glass of water.

"It's SM Entertainment, they claim to have an important matter to discuss with you..."

Having said that, the man hesitated for a moment before adding in a low voice: "It's...about Miss Jessica."

Jessica?

Han Yu paused when he raised the water glass.

He blinked and thought for a while, then he responded lightly, "You can arrange it. Before I return to the United States, arrange an hour of video conference time. Tell them, if their time doesn't match, then forget it."

"Okay, I understand." The person on the other end of the phone replied respectfully.

"Then do this first, and then call me when the gift is ready. I want to go shopping by myself these few days."

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Han Yu sat on the sofa and thought for a while, then shook his head.

Immediately afterwards, he thought of something again, turned his head and looked in the direction of the door, and couldn't help whispering to himself: "The idiot won't be staying outside, right?"

Thinking of the figure poking around behind him just now, he couldn't help laughing.

At first, he was a little puzzled when he found out. After all, the news of his return to China should still be blocked. Who would keep an eye on him?

After a careful identification, I recognized a little familiar feeling from the clothes.

He could roughly guess what Jin Zhixiong's purpose was for following him.

After all, once upon a time, when he followed a certain girl, he had a similar mood.

It's just that understanding is understanding, and the feeling of being followed is really not very good.

Simply hang it outside.

Boys, just treat them casually, it’s not Taeyeon or Xia Yan, it’s good to be polite to him, what else?

After thinking about it, Han Yu chuckled again.

It's just that after this smile, he seemed to realize something, and gradually restrained the smile on his face.

Until the end, his expression looked the same as when he was at the Jin family.

The same calm, the same indifference.

"What qualifications do you have to be happy..."

He muttered to himself in a volume that outsiders couldn't understand, then turned around, lying on the sofa, staring at the blank ceiling, dazed.

(End of this chapter)