The car door opened, and a chilly man in a black tuxedo stepped out. He walked straight to where the chaos was.
When Lang saw Lisa from the corner of his eye, he almost cried with joy, "Oh my God! Boss, oh! You're finally here..."
Jennie had also clearly noticed Lisa too. As she was about to grow wings and fly off, she suddenly stopped her movements and looked dazedly at the person before her.
With that familiar sound of steady footsteps, the man walked with his back to the light and slowly towards her...
As if air and time had come to a standstill, she stood there unmoving as she watched, stunned, at the silhouette walking towards her until that figure stopped right before her.
The two people faced each other.
The girl stared at the man, then her head fell on his chest, her wig falling off and revealing her long, jet black hair.
In the next second, the weak sound of her voice echoed from his chest. "It hurts..."
The man's expression changed into one of urgency. "Where are you hurt?"
The girl looked at him sadly as she showed her finger. There was a crimson bloodstain the size of a needle tip on her finger. "My finger hurts..."
All the punks, who had been punched black and blue, were speechless.
Bro...no! Sis! Are you messing with us?
Lisa frowned and held the girl's finger up into the light to have a closer look. "Come to the car. I'll clean it up for you."
What was there to clean?! That little wound was the size of a needle tip. That tiny drop of blood might not even be hers but ours! Bro, look at us! Look at how we have been beaten up...
What made them break down was the fact that the devil was actually a woman, and all of them had been beaten up by a woman to this extent!
Jennie did not move. She just sniffed miserably, then opened up her arms. "Leg hurts."
Lisa immediately bent down to carefully pick her up by the waist, then carried her to the car with the gentleness of a treasured darling.
From behind, Lang spoke up, "Hey, hey, hey...Li...Boss...is something wrong? I called you here to educate her! Is this how you teach your child? Huh?"
The answer to that was just the slam of the car door closing.
Then, the car door of the driver opened. Lisa's personal assistant, Cheng Feng, walked out and walked to the punks. He quickly wrote a cheque for them. "You know what to do?"
The bald leader's eyes flew wide open at the cheque. "Bloody hell! A million dollars!"
This beating was rather worth it.
"We do, we do! Don't worry!" The bald-headed guy replied.
Not long after, the police cars caught up. Since those punks had taken the money, they clearly did not mention Jennie and just said that it was a scuffle among them.
Lang was speechless. He did not want to say anything anymore...
Nice! She had caused so much trouble, yet there was not even one word of scolding. They even helped her cover up!
Great! This was so like Lisa Manoban!
Now, he knew why this girl was so out of control!
At the same time, he finally knew that Jennie would restrain herself beside Lisa because she was willing to do so. She was willing to change for him, and not because Lisa had limited her from doing anything.
On the contrary, she could always be herself when she was by his side.
As Lang watched the vast and obscure night sky, he shook his head and sighed, "Just look at that. This Kwon guy, you're really losing...very justifiably!"
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Pick Up a Son, Get a Free Husband 7
FanfictionAfter five years, Jennie has returned and is out to take revenge on the sister who turned her parents against her, and the childhood sweetheart who betrayed her for her sister. She aims to fulfil her childhood dream and become a famous actress. Howe...