We don't like Us

Deul

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Lalisa smiled, enjoying the cup of Da-Hong Pao Tea. She knows this brew costs more than millions. And by the looks of it, today must be very special indeed for the Grandmaster to be brewing such exquisite tea.

"Little Anna," the Chairman called out, flipping through the pages of an ancient book.

"Ne, Halbeoji." Lalisa placed the teacup down, facing her grandfather. 

"Do you know how long it has been?" the Chairman smiled asking his beloved granddaughter.

Lalisa sighed returning the smile, she went to him and sat in the arms of the armchair. 

"20 Years," Lalisa smiled faintly at the cover of the old book the chairman was holding

"Chinese,"

"Shi Er Nian,"

"French,"

"Vingt Ans,"

"Japanese,"

"Ni-Ju Nen,"

"Deutsch",

"Zwanzig Jahre,"

"Arabic,"

"íshruna sannah,"

Chairman Jeon nodded in amazement. He was proud of having a grand-daughter like her. Lalisa grinned, she knew he was going to ask some trivia questions. Honestly speaking, she was acknowledged for an even harder IQ quiz, however, flexing her ability to be fluent in 7 languages will just have to be re-scheduled. 

"Halbeoji, let's not think about this yeah?" Lalisa hugged her grandfather, in worry. He was thinking again. 

"20 years of me divorcing with Ann Ae-Cha, and now all I can be with is with her granddaughter, of whom is of the blood of someone who is not me," the Chairman sighed, hovering his hands over a picture of a beautiful woman. 

Lalisa's face stiffened, she hated when her grand-mother is mentioned, she would just always be emotionally affected. Tears collected in her eyes.

"And I couldn't be there when she was abused, for wealth and title. I wasn't there to aid her through her pains, I wasn't even at her funeral," the Chairman stared sadly into the picture.

"Halbeoji, please..." Lalisa's tears were already trickling down her soft cheeks. 

The chairman smiled sadly. 

Lalisa clenched her handkerchief. This is why she hated being an Ann. A blood relative of a murderer, an abuser. Then, now, Ann's family ways would never change. The memory of seeing her step-mother and father fight endlessly flashed in her mind. 

Maybe others see her as a lucky star, to be born in such wealth and title. But little did they know, she was living in a life full of regret in how the Ann family gets their riches. That's why she hates returning to the family home.