Chapter 300: Memories (1)

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"I've been pretty bored staying at home all day recently. I'm almost getting depressed! I used to wonder where prenatal and post-partum depression come from. It sounded so ridiculous back then, yet now I'm experiencing it first-hand! I want to go out. I want to have fun..."

Jennie laughed when she heard Naeyon. "You can visit University A. You're not really far from there anyway. Pay my mother a visit. Lisa went abroad and will only be back after a few days, so he won't be going."

Worried, Jeongyeon asked Naeyon to stop going to work and just stay at home for the baby's sake.

When women gathered, their topics mostly revolved around clothes and body figures, that included Naeyon as well. Jennie was supposed to initiate the conversation, but once Naeyon started talking, she could not stop anymore.

"Jennie, I've gained weight! My waist now looks like a lifebuoy. You have to be careful in the future. Don't eat too much like me..."

...

After about an hour, Naeyon finally ended the call. Jennie was starting to get sleepy, so she switched her phone off and left it on the table.

Jennie stayed at the Shen Residence for the next few days. Coincidentally, Yong-Gun was taking a break for several days as well. She wanted to spend some time with him.

Yong-Gun had obviously gotten older in the past two years, he was past seventy and should be retired already, and yet he was still working on the frontline.

Several years ago, he suggested that Ye-Jin join Fuhua so that he could hand it down to her. Unfortunately, Ye-Jin was not interested because she wanted to focus on her education career, so Yong-Gun had to continue working until today.

In the afternoon, the sun lit up the vast sky.

Inside Yong-Gun's study room, a beautiful tune was playing. Jennie was holding a bowl of snow fungus porridge on a tray as she passed along the corridor. She could hear the tune clearly when she was getting closer.

Yong-Gun should be playing the accordion again...

As she went into the room, Yong-Gun was sitting on a tall stool right beside the balcony window. He was playing the accordion alone as a cool breeze passed by and rustled the curtains. Looking at this scenery, she felt...

His white hair and skinny figure...

Jennie stood by the door for some time. She did not go over and just watched his back in silence, starting to feel morose inside. Time was so cruel to take things and people away slowly.

The grandpa that used to play Go chess with her had turned old. It was so old that he seemed to struggle to even hold the accordion.

Jennie took a deep breath. She blinked her eyes and calmed herself down. Then, she went forward and arrived behind him.

Yong-Gun froze, then he put the accordion on the table beside as he panted slightly.

"Grandpa, your accordion is getting better and better." Jennie helped him in.

Yong-Gun massaged his own shoulder. "It's not that good now. I'm already panting after just one song. It must be the age."

Jennie smiled. "You're still pretty strong, Grandpa. You train yourself regularly. I just made this porridge. Have some! Mother is worried that you didn't eat much during lunch just now." She then handed the bowl of porridge to Yong-Gun.

Yong-Gun raised his hand to stop her. "Leave it there first. I'm not really hungry. Where's your mother?"

"Mother went back to school. She said she'll only come back tomorrow." Jennie sat down at the empty spot beside Yong-Gun, then she opened the swaying curtains.

Yong-Gun nodded. "You've been with me for a few days. Go back to the Manoban Residence tonight. Have you been well?"

"I'm great. They treat me superbly and so does he. Grandpa, you don't have to worry about me. I really like my current life... Actually, maybe I should've listened to your advice sooner. Then, everyone wouldn't have needed to suffer all these years."

There was glitter in Jennie's eyes as she looked at Yong-Gun quietly.

"There's no point saying all this now. It's alright as long as you're doing fine at the moment. What's the point of thinking about the past? I'm really glad that you've settled down. My body is gradually getting weaker. I planned to let both of you take over Fuhua after your wedding, and you'll be 28 after the New Year..." Yong-Gun sounded relieved. "Let me relax for a few years. The two oldies in the Manoban family are really free."

Jennie was stunned, then she put on a smile. "I wanted to say that you're tough enough to work for another few years, but your words put me at a loss as to what to say."

"Don't say anything then. I've talked to Lisa about it. Familiarize yourself with the property industry through the South River project, so you guys can take over Fuhua better."

"Mmm, I understand. By the way, Grandpa, you mentioned that someone from Kim Group approached you before. Are you familiar with them?" Jennie suddenly remembered this. She also got Inspector Zhang to investigate it several days ago.

Yong-Gun frowned when he heard Jennie's question. After a while, he replied quietly, "Kim Group is a really strong opponent. The Kim family is one of the prestigious families in City Z as well. I'm not really involved with them. I'd just sometimes bump into Kim Joon at banquets and have some small talk with him."

"Kim Joon? Is that the CEO of Kim Group?"

Jennie was no stranger to this name. Kim Group was the leading giant in the showbiz industry. Everyone knew him.

Yong-Gun nodded. "Mmm, it's him. He's been really low-profile in the past few years. He's slowly letting his youngest son, Jisoo, take over the company..."

Youngest son?

Jisoo?

Jennie was shocked to hear this!

"Jisoo is Kim Joon's youngest son? Doesn't Kim Joon only have one son?" Jennie asked Yong-Gun in surprise with doubt in her eyes. She was curious!

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