After Those Years of Misery

When he arrived in Seoul, Tong Wenya learned from the South Korean police that Kim Song-in had a legal job and had no bad records in South Korea. It is very difficult to convict him. She can only follow him with the Han police and collect evidence secretly.

Apart from going to work, Jin Songren went home. He followed for several days, every day.

Just when Tong Wenya and Han Interpol were a little depressed, one night, a new situation finally emerged. Jin Songren went to an entertainment club, and Tong Wenya mixed in after dressing up.

The dark box was filled with smoke, Tong Wenya saw Jin Songren and a tall man very close, whispering something, the man was wearing a pair of sunglasses, covering half of his face.

The thin lips of the man in sunglasses made a smirk and looked in Tong Wenya's direction.

The smile was very familiar, even if he was wearing sunglasses, Tong Wenya recognized him at a glance.

After looking for him for so many days, he is here! He didn't return to Chunyu's house? It seems that he has an unusual relationship with Jin Songren, like a very close friend. Is he lurking around him to investigate? Or has he recovered his memory and returned to his previous life?

When Tong Wenya was meditating, a Korean waitress next to her called her, and a simultaneous interpretation came from her earphone, "She said that you will serve wine to the two guests in the corner in black clothes."

The guests wearing black clothes in the corner were Jin Songren and the man with sunglasses. She took the tray and walked towards them slowly.

Jin Songren should have an impression of her, but she wears heavy makeup and the lights in the box are dim, so it should not be easy to recognize her.

She bowed her head as much as possible, bent over to put the wine in front of them, said in Korean, please speak slowly, and planned to leave.

"Khakima", the man took off his sunglasses, it was indeed Xiao Ye. He actually spoke to her in Korean, with a condescending tone and expression. Didn't recognize her? Tong Wenya understands his words without translation, so don't leave.

Not knowing his intentions, she stood quietly and didn't move.

Xiao Ye looked at the wine bottle and said another word.

"Pour the wine", the translation was consistent with Tong Wenya's guess. She lowered her head to help the two of them pouring the wine respectfully. When she was about to leave, she heard Xiao Ye speak again, "Khakima!"

Wipe, endless? Card your sister! If you continue to struggle, you will be recognized by Jin Songren! Tong Wenya barely squeezed out a smile, and asked in the Korean that he had learned in advance, what else the husband would like.

"#＠￥＆×＠#......" He said a string in proficient Korean, "Miss looks familiar, have we met where? I have been to China, Japan and Malaysia recently."

The translator taught a sentence in the headset, you have admitted the wrong person, and Tong Wenya learned it with a gourd drawing. At the end, he added a sentence, "Azaxi (Uncle, and the voice bite hard.

Jin Songren also noticed Tong Wenya, frowning and looking at her coldly, seeing the skirt from her hair, Tong Wenya was a little nervous, she was alone here, Jin Songren could kill her in minutes, Interpol Han It is too late to save her.

At this time, the door of the box was suddenly opened, and with a burst of laughter, a group of fashionablely dressed young men and women walked into the box surrounded by a beautiful curly-haired woman.

Everyone in the box stood up and greeted the curly-haired girl respectfully. Jin Songren also smiled and said happy birthday in English. Only Xiao Ye was still sitting lazily on the sofa without moving.

The interpreter told Tong Wenya that she was named Che Yanxiu, the daughter of the chairman of the Xiuhe Group.

"Ouba!" Che Yanxiu's eyes were bent into a slit, revealing sweet dimples, and walked towards Xiao Ye.

Hey, people who are bashful are getting goose bumps, and fools can tell that she likes Xiao Ye. What about Xiao Ye, do you like her too?

Xiao Ye gave a hum. Cha Xiuyan seemed a little disappointed in his indifference. She laughed again for a moment, and enthusiastically told everyone to drink.

The Koreans are very drunk and unrestrained temperament. Everyone took the posture of a drunk and Fangxiu, toasting and drinking, no one paid attention to Tong Wenya anymore. She followed the other waiters and kept serving and drinking, secretly watching everyone's every move.

Che Yanxiu's face was flushed, and she walked up to the stage to pick up the microphone and looked at Xiao Ye pitifully: "Ouba, @#￥￥%, @#￥￥!"

The translator said: "Brother, today is my birthday, please sing a song with me!"

All eyes were cast toward Xiao Ye, applause was enthusiastic, he still looked lazy, got up gracefully and came to Cha Yanxiu to take the microphone, and sang a love song with her.

Cha Yanxiu's singing was mixed with a bit of choking, and the excitement was obvious. Xiao Ye's deep and thick voice performed the male voice perfectly. It's so nice, everyone present was dumbfounded, even Tong Wenya who was performing the task was somewhat intoxicated.

"Kiss!"

"Kiss!"

"Kiss!"

...

"Ouba!" Cha Yanxiu stared at Xiao Ye infatuatedly. He bends the corners of his lips wickedly, and the next second, his big, well-knotted hands held her face.

Really want to kiss her? Tong Wenya's eyebrows frowned unconsciously, and the memory of being embraced by him flooded into his mind uncontrollably. Asshole, you know that you are harming women! When you see a woman, you have to hug you, and you are not sick?

Under Tong Wenya's gaze, Xiao Ye's kiss landed on Cha Yanxiu's smooth forehead, "Zhi Lang Hey! Wiping Lang Hey!", she choked and hugged Xiao Ye's waist, and her body pressed against he.

"I love you!" "I love you!" the translator repeated intoxicated.

Who wants you to translate, would she not understand such a simple Korean?

After the episode, there was another round of drinking, and the waiters were also dragged to accompany the wine. When Tong Wenya poured the wine, a man grabbed her hand and half-wrapped her to force her to drink.

I really wanted to kick the molested man up, Tong Wenya held the wine glass tightly with her hand for a while, then smiled reluctantly, raised the wine glass and drank.

The other man beside the molested man also took a bottle of wine and asked Tong Wenya to drink it.

She didn't know how to drink, and she felt dizzy after that glass. If I really want to drink it again, I can't do business anymore.

Tong Wenya's slight resistance attracted some people's attention. Soon she was surrounded by several men, booing to force her to persuade her.

"Drink! Drink it!"

The translator kept saying a Korean sentence in his ear, meaning that I don't know how to drink, Tong Wenya repeated, and the men who drank too much were more excited.

A glass of wine reached her lips, and someone even pinched her neck to make her open her mouth. Amidst the noise, Xiao Ye's low voice suddenly sounded, covering all the noise.

"She does not know how to drink, she is not Korean."

He speaks Chinese! Tong Wenya was taken aback and looked at Xiao Ye. He already strode towards her with indifferent expression.

None of the people at the scene understood Chinese, and everyone looked at Xiao Ye strangely, and the box suddenly became extremely quiet.

"I'm right, you are Chinese." Xiao Ye asked Tong Wenya with a cold face.