191.Obviously, Jungkook was upset at Kai. (1)

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Old Mr. Kim and Lisa got along very well on their way as the butler marked down Lisa's preferences that she had brought up along with what she enjoyed eating.

Their car was already waiting for them when they got off the private jet and that took them straight back to the Kim's residence.

Unlike Jungkook's mansion, the Kim's residence was historical. It was simple and quiet with bridges and water. The design was very delicate.

Walking inside the house, redwood furniture was all over the living room. There was a kind of low-key luxuriousness.

"Lali, this will be your home from now on." Looking at the granddaughter that he had just found, Old Mr. Kim still feel quiet well after a long day.

"Miss, your room is ready. I will take you up there shortly." The butler already had the servants prepared Lisa's room when Old Mr. Kim was out to pick her up. Everything in there was top-notched.

Lisa acknowledged all of them.

"Granduncle, I heard that you had taken a trip to City B." A light and cheerful voice came from outside.

Yeri walked in from the outside. She came as soon as she could when she heard that Old Mr. Kim was back.

When she caught sight of Lisa, she was taken aback a little. Alarmed, she asked, "Who is this, Granduncle?"

"She is Kim Lalisa, my real granddaughter whom I had just found." Old Mr. Kim was in a good mood, and he couldn't wait to tell everyone that he now had a granddaughter.

Yeri's eyes widened. "There was just a fake one some two days ago and now there's another one? Granduncle, you shouldn't let them fool you easily."

Whatever the heck was going on? They had just gotten rid of a fake one and now there was another one?

"The fake one that came two days ago was Jung Eunha," said Lisa.

"You know her? See? You and her are working together. Neither one of you are a good person and all you are after is the Kim's money." Yeri's hand itched. She wanted to tear into the next fake granddaughter.

Old Mr. Kim could not stand to have his granddaughter insulted. "Lisa is my real granddaughter. We have already had a DNA test done. I do not wish to hear you speak ill of her again."

"Granduncle, I......"

"Old Mr. Kim went to look for Miss from City B in person. Fifth Young Mistress does not need to worry about anything. We had already done our investigation into her identity and there will be no mistake."

The butler carried on saying, "Miss is a few months older than Fifth Young Mistress. You should be referred to her as Big Sister."

Being criticized by Old Mr. Kim and educated by the butler, Yeri was speechless all of a sudden.

Hadn't she been the most doted upon girl in the Kim family?

Even being from a side branch, as Granduncle never had grandchildren of his own, she had been in and out of the main house regularly and everybody knew that she was the most doted upon one of her generation.

Suddenly, with the appearance of a real granddaughter, Yeri felt that her place was threatened.

She turned to check out this woman by the name of Lisa. She was much prettier than the fake one a few days ago. She had bright teeth and eyes and arguably even prettier than she herself.

Yeri must admit that Lisa's look met the standard of a Kim's.

Lisa could feel that she was being checked out and she looked and met Yeri's eyes. Her lips curving upward, Yeri immediately turned away, intimidated.

"Old Mr. Kim, you should get some rest." It had been a long trip. Even though Old Mr. Kim looked like he was in good spirit right now, but his body would still be tired.

"That's right, Grandpa. You should get some rest." Lisa worried that he was just propping himself up.

Old Mr. Kim nodded. "Okay. I will go and get some rest. You can wander around some, Lali. Let Xiao Jiang know if you need anything."

"Don't worry, Old Mr. Kim. I will arrange for everything for the Young Miss," said the butler.

"Just let us know if you need anything, Lali." Old Mr. Kim stressed that again.

Lisa acknowledged them all. "I will, Grandpa."

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