Korean entertainment 1-4

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Chapter 1 [Han Jiaren]
"You're Han Jiaren?"
Han Jiaren took off her sunglasses and scarf, revealing her charming eyes and her most perfect nose. She glanced at her home, at her father's swollen and red face in the corner. "Hyun-joo, please save Dad! They hit him so hard! Take Dad to the hospital..."
"You broke into my home and beat me! I'm calling the police!" Han Jiaren said angrily.
"Hyun-joo, Hyun-joo, don't call the police! Don't call the police!" the man said hastily when he saw that she didn't stop him.
"Why?"
Li Cheng pulled out a series of documents and threw them at Han Jiaren. "Take a good look at them yourself. Call the police if you want, I don't care."
Jiaren picked up the documents; they were all IOUs, all in her father's name, totaling a staggering 900 million. Her own name and her husband's name were also listed. "Dad, didn't you promise us you wouldn't gamble anymore? What are these? Why are you borrowing again? I don't have the money, you'll have to figure it out yourself." *
Slap slap slap* Good acting, but I'm warning you, if you don't repay according to the contracts, Han Jiaren and Yan Zhengxun, you'll be waiting for the court summons. We'll see you in court then."
Li Cheng gestured to his men, preparing to leave.
"No, Young Master Li, don't go! Give me a few more days, just a few days! We'll definitely pay back part of it first, and the rest a month later," Jin Xuan pleaded desperately, clinging tightly to Li Cheng's pants.
"There's still a week until the repayment deadline. You decide what to do. Don't think you can escape. You can run away, but your daughter and son-in-law can't," Lee Sung said, squinting. "This is my business card. If you need anything, you can contact me. In Seoul, there's nothing I can't do. I think you'll need it."
Kim Hyun watched Lee Sung leave in a hurry, then saw her daughter's sullen face and knew she was truly angry. "Hyun-joo, I really didn't mean it. They deliberately set a trap. I...I...I..."
"Dad, do you know? Do you think your son-in-law is rich? Jung-hoon's business is doing very poorly now. We're about to go bankrupt. I have to go back to the entertainment industry. I have no money. Figure it out yourself. Are you trying to force your daughter to her death? How much money have I paid off over the years? Won't you change?"
"Hyun-joo, Dad knows he was wrong. This is the last time, the last time. If you don't help me, I'm really finished. Not just me, but also...Hyun-joo, Jung-hoon, you...it was all my fault for being confused." Kim Hyun covered her face and cried bitterly.
...
That night, at Jung-hoon's house. "Jung-hoon, have you eaten? I'll heat it up for you," Han Ga-in said, forcing a smile as her husband returned.
"Just leave it there," Jung-hoon replied, his face dark. He sat down on the sofa. He'd just returned from military service and hadn't even had a chance to relax before something came up at the company. His manager had contacted him about a comeback, but there hadn't been any response. Could it be because...? Jung-hoon glanced at his beautiful wife, Han Ga-in.
"What happened at the company? And a comeback?"
Jung-hoon had heard some rumors, but back then, because his family was still quite powerful, he hadn't paid much attention. However, during his three years of service, his family's power had plummeted, and the inhumane treatment he received during his service made him vaguely aware that someone might be targeting him. Actually, he could have delayed his service by a year or two, but for some reason, he was forced to serve the day after his wedding. This was definitely a trap, a multi-layered one.
The target was "Han Ga-in," but who was behind it all?
Ring ring ring. Jung-hoon picked up his phone and answered the call, his face alternating between black and white. He cursed under his breath and threw the phone onto the sofa. Just as she suspected, that old man was right. "Han Ga-in, did old man Ahn have feelings for you before?"
"Wh-what?" Han Ga-in answered somewhat flusteredly.
"What? You know what you mean. I'm telling you, Han Ga-in, you didn't do it on purpose. I'm like this now because of you. You need to find a way to deal with old man Ahn, or we're both finished." Jung-hoon looked at Han Ga-in's innocent face, his anger rising, and he spoke recklessly. He returned to his study. It wasn't that he didn't want to go back to his room, but during his military service, due to certain things, he couldn't sleep with his wife; he couldn't even get aroused. Damn it, get lost…
Han Ga-in watched the man leave, still unable to understand why things were like this. Yes, back then, she did marry Jung-hoon partly because of harassment from her agency's legal representative, old man Ahn. She had subtly mentioned it then, and Jung-hoon said it was no problem. But was this person really someone she knew? Moreover, he hadn't touched her since he came back these past few days. That night, seeing his limp penis, she thought he was just too tired, but it had been like that for several days in a row. Recently, he'd been staying in the study... What's wrong with us? Tears streamed down her fair face... Han Jiaren took out her bag, wanting to find tissues, when she saw the business card. His words flashed through her mind.
"This is my business card. If you need anything, you can contact me. In Seoul, there's nothing I can't do. I think you'll need it."
After hesitating for a long time , she said
, "Hello, I'm Lee Sung?" "
I'm Han Jiaren."
It was past midnight at the Fangzong Bar. The song "Sleepy" was playing in her ears. It was an old, very catchy bar song. Lee Sung drank while watching Han Jiaren, who was completely drunk, her eyes glazed over, grumbling and rambling. She glanced at her watch; it was 1 a.m. The phone hadn't rung. Lee Sung helped Han Jiaren up. She didn't struggle much and nestled against his chest. He drove her back to the hotel. He booked a single room, placed the sleeping beauty on the bed, took off her shoes and clothes, and then took off his own clothes. He went to the bathroom to wash up, checked the time, and made a phone call.
"Baby, I won't be coming home tonight."
"Why?"
"I have some things to take care of, I have to work overtime."
"Okay, remember what you promised me. Goodnight."
"Goodnight."
After hanging up, Li Cheng went to the bedside, stared blankly at the sleeping beauty for a while, then placed her on one side and lay down next to her, turning off the light and closing his eyes. When he opened his eyes, it was dawn. Han Jiaren stared blankly at him. "Why?"
"Aren't you curious? I didn't eat you?" Li Cheng rubbed his eyes, lying on the bedside table.
"You're funny. You just wanted me to spend one night with you, right? What do you mean by this?"
"Last night, Zhengxun didn't call you, did he?"
"He did," Han Jiaren said stubbornly.
"Hehe," Li Cheng chuckled, looking at her and touching her soft hand.
"Jung-hoon couldn't possibly not know you went out. He actually condoned you being with that old man, all for his career and his reputation. Do you think a man like that is still worth your love? I'm sure he hasn't touched you since he came back."
"How do you know?" Han Jiaren asked, shocked.
"There's nothing in this circle that I don't know. I also know that if you agreed to be with Old Man An, your fate would be like those high-class socialites. You know very well what Old Man An's reputation is like in this circle, and Jung-hoon knows it even better. But he still let you go. People have desires. Once there's a first time, there's bound to be a second." Li Cheng said slowly, looking at the beautiful face before him, his morning erection stirring.
Jiaren bit her lip, tears slowly falling again. Deep down, she vaguely knew the outcome, but she refused to believe it. But this man shattered the lie, presenting the stark reality before her, and she involuntarily leaned against him. Li Cheng embraced her, wiping away her tears.
"You've fallen into a trap,"
he said. "Unless Zhengxun can give up everything, and ordinary people leave this place, you can escape this trap. But you know Zhengxun's nature; that's clearly impossible. So either you give in, or..."
Li Cheng said softly, "Jiaren, do you know, I've liked you for a long time, but I was too late. Now, I can protect you."
Jiaren pushed away the man who was getting closer. His presence made her head spin. For almost three years, she hadn't been close to a man, except for their wedding night. She thought this man wasn't bad—strong, able to protect her. Perhaps.
"You like me? Will you marry me?" Jiaren blurted out.
"No problem, as long as you're willing," Li Cheng said sincerely.
Regardless of whether this man was sincere or not, at this moment, Jiaren was willing to believe his words and kissed his lips. She needed to release, and her tongue went to the man's lips, letting him suck her saliva...
Jiaren had a great figure, and the sunlight showed off her fair skin. He took off his clothes, revealing pure white underwear, and her white panties were mostly soaked. He kissed her breasts, "Jiaren, you are truly a peerless beauty, so beautiful, does it feel good?"
"Mmm, ah mmm ah," Han Jiaren felt as if ants were crawling on her body, and the fluid in her body slowly flowed down. This was a feeling she hadn't gotten from her husband. Her legs were spread open, and she felt shy. Her most private parts were exposed to the man's greedy eyes. A tear slowly fell, and Jiaren closed her eyes, knowing that she could never go back.
Zhengxun was no longer her support; from now on, her support would be the man in front of her.
"Mmm..." Feeling something slippery enter her body, not a penis, but a tongue, he was actually licking... It felt so good, waves of electricity surged through Jiaren's senses. "Ah... I can't take it anymore, Oppa, don't do this, ah... ah... my clitoris is so swollen, I'm about to cum..."
"Jiaren, I'm coming." Looking at Han Jiaren who had already climaxed once, Li Cheng took off his underwear, his penis inserted into her already incredibly wet vagina, slowly and tightly, with lots of fluid, his entire penis inserted, slowly thrusting, the friction between his penis and her vagina made Li Cheng feel really good.
He kissed Jiaren while thrusting, watching her go from initial discomfort to slow moaning. "Oppa, I'm starting to thrust harder, Jiaren, moan, Oppa likes you moaning."
"Mmm... Oppa, thrusting into me... I like it so much..." Jiaren's moans didn't have many words, clearly she lacked experience, her body twisted, her red lips kissing the man, she felt her second climax was about to come...
her climax was about to come, he relaxed the rhythm of his thrusting. "Want to come? Let's do it together."
"Mmm~ Ah Oppa, hurry up!" Her fair body kept responding to the thrusting of his penis. The sound of flesh touching flesh filled the room. With the final thrust, he poured his semen into that unfertilized field.
"Oppa."
"Hmm? Still worried? Don't worry, Oppa will help you. From now on, you're my woman. Tell Jung-hoon to get lost."
"But, my career? And we're still legally married." Han Ga-in felt a little helpless.
"You still want to be an artist? I can handle Jung-hoon. Are you willing to get a divorce? If not, that's fine too. I promise she won't harass you or in front of you."
"No," Han Ga-in looked at the man pitifully, "It's just that the news has been leaked. We're both artists, and a divorce would have too much of an impact. But I don't want to work at Old Man Ahn's company anymore." "
It's okay, if you don't want a divorce, then don't. But you're not allowed to see him," Lee Sung emphasized again. "You can come to my company as an artist. Of course, your wife should be in your own company. Otherwise, what if she gets bullied? "
Han Ga-in blushed when she heard the man call her wife. Maybe this is good enough...
An hour later, inside LC Entertainment, "Old man, I've taken care of Han Ga-in's matter. You take care of the aftermath. Remember to warn that Jung-hoon kid not to mess with Han Ga-in again, or don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Hmm, did you finish what I asked you to do?" An elderly voice came through the receiver.
"No problem." Li Cheng turned his boss's chair and looked out the window. "I've visited those officials one by one. They're very willing to cooperate with us. As for the stubborn old men, I'll deal with them accordingly. None of them will escape."
"That's good. I'll hang up now. If you need anything, you can contact Youzi. She's trustworthy."
Li Cheng is 30 years old and has a 14-year-old daughter named Tongtong. Actually, Li Cheng isn't Korean. In fact, his whole family isn't Korean either. They're Chinese. They were "forced" to come here because of Li Cheng's daughter, Tongtong. The Li family is considered a large family in China, but there are still top-tier families. So, Li Cheng's branch was sent to Korea, ostensibly to expand the market, but everyone in the aristocratic circles knows it was expulsion. Fortunately, Li Cheng's father, Li Li, has extraordinary abilities and has managed to carve out a considerable force in Korea, though it's all underworld influence.
Li Cheng was originally a stock market whiz, his keen intuition allowing him to amass great wealth. However, Li Cheng lacked social skills and was solely absorbed in the stock market… But a month ago, the blood within Li Cheng awakened. A super-strong individual, a mysterious system, descended upon him. His mind merged with that strong individual's, and to use that ability, he needed to awaken the system. The system's awakening required him to have sex with a specific woman, obtaining Yin energy from her. And that woman was…

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