Who Are You| LK |

Chapter 64

The women all blushed and lowered their heads when they heard it. Some men even looked away from the screen to show some respect, whereas other men watched it with disdainful looks.

The woman on the screen started to moan again, which Li Yan took as a sudden cue to lower her head in shame and hurry off the stage. She pushed the microphone into the hands of the shocked attendant at the bottom of the steps and then stomped and scolded, “What happened? Who is so disgusting as to make videos like this? Hurry up and turn it off!” The attendant recovered from her shock and immediately ran toward the equipment room.

Li Yan, already struggling with her dramatic role, now had to point out who the woman was in the video. As she turned around to look at the video again, preparing to identify the woman, someone in the crowd exclaimed, “Huh? That woman looks familiar! I think I know her!”

“You’re right,” someone else said. “I think I know her, too. In fact, I saw her not too long ago.”

Seconds later, someone asked Li Yan, “Miss Li, isn’t she your manager?”

“You’re right! I remember now. Her name is Zhou Jing. She sat across the table from me tonight!”

“That is Miss Li’s manager. Doesn’t she know how to act like a lady? Why would she do something so shameful?”

With all the commotion bellowing throughout the hall, Li Yan’s mind began to reel.

What are they talking about? Did I mishear? How could it be Zhou Jing?

Li Yan shook her head hard and forced herself to focus on the screen and not be distracted by the guests’ comments. She saw a woman’s bare back at first, and then the two people on the screen changed positions, revealing the woman’s face, which had heat rashes from having rubbed on the bed. She then slightly opened her mouth in ecstasy. With only a glance at the necklace on her neck, Li Yan knew the woman with the man on the screen was Zhou Jing, not Lisa.

How could this happen?

Li Yan’s eyes opened as wide as saucers, and she stared frozen at the screen for 30 seconds. Then, with a woman’s sixth sense, she slowly turned to look at Old Master Jeon’s table. Shame had washed over his face and Jungkook, sitting next to his grandfather, also appeared extremely dour.

Li Yan stared at Jungkook’s face for a few seconds before she looked down at the table, where his hand was holding a petite, soft hand. She suddenly held her breath and avoided looking at the woman sitting next to Jungkook. Her body stiffened for a moment before she plucked her courage to look from the delicate hand upward along her arm. Then, she saw Lisa’s beautiful face.

Didn't she head upstairs? Wasn't she drugged?

Since when did she return to the banquet hall in one piece and sit next to Jungkook?

A series of questions ran through Li Yan's mind, and her body began to tremble slightly.

The couple on the screen began to increase in intensity, as the woman's lips made her way down his chest, rested on his lower abdomen, and then kissed their way farther down.

The discussion in the hall intensified.

"Holy sh*t, I can't unsee this!"

"This is 10 times more exciting than a god-damned action film!"

"Oh my, isn't that Mr. Yang from Yang Yi Investments in the video?"

"Yes! Yes! That's the chairman, Mr. Yang!"

"How did Mr. Yang and Ms. Li's manager hook up? Didn't Ms. Li have a secret meeting with Mr. Yang in the middle of the night at a hotel some time ago? The photos were even leaked."