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Sung He e-young's face instantly darkened.

She watched coldly as the uncle got out of the car.

She walked up to him cautiously.

"What are you doing here?"

The uncle chuckled. "I'm here to pick you up from school. Who is this?"

"My classmate, Han Ruila." Sung He e-young looked like she couldn't be bothered to say more.

"Oh, oh.

Okay, okay.

Ruila, right?

Thank you for taking care of our He e-young. Haha, I'm … "the uncle laughed twice.

He winked at Sung He e-young.

Sung He e-young said reluctantly, "My father, Cheng Baiwan."

"Oh, so it's He e-young's father!

Hello, uncle. "Han Ruila smiled warmly.

Cheng Baiwan quickly replied, "Hey, hello, hello ~"

"Why did you suddenly come to pick me up?

Isn't the company busy? "

"No matter how busy I am, I have to pick up my daughter."

Cheng Baiwan was glib, but Sung He e-young didn't fall for it.

"Tsk, you make it sound like you came to pick me up before."

Cheng Baiwan coughed dryly a few times.

He changed the topic.

"Are you all hungry?

It's time for dinner. Let's go.

Daddy will take you to dinner! "

Han Ruila was shocked.

"Ah, no, no, no, uncle.

I-I'm going home for dinner.

Take He e-young with you. "

Cheng Baiwan smacked his lips and said, "Let's go together.

You can call home.

After dinner, uncle will drive you back. "

"There's really no need."

"You child.

Don't be polite to uncle.

Let's go. Get in the car!

He e-young, take your classmate to the car! "

Sung He e-young hesitated for a moment, but she still grabbed Han Ruila's sleeve and said softly, "Let's go together."

Han Ruila had no choice but to compromise and follow him into the car.

While driving, Cheng Baiwan looked very excited. "Aiya, it's so rare to see our Hee-young with a companion. I don't know who this kid takes after, but he's always so cold. Ruila, you can't stand it, right?"

Sung Hee-young turned her head to look out of the window, as if she didn't want to pay any more attention to it.

Han Ruila looked at her and said with a smile, "No, uncle. He e-young is very kind and takes good care of me. I like her very much."

Sung Hee-young's body stiffened imperceptibly, but Cheng Baiwan was moved to tears.

"That's good, that's good!"

Sung Hee-young: "…"

"Why are you crying?

You're already so old, yet you're still crying. So embarrassing! "

"I'm happy!" Cheng Baiwan wiped his tears.

"Look at you, you don't get along well with anyone. Your mother and I have always been so worried that you'll get some kind of mental illness!"

Sung Hee-young snorted coldly.

Han Ruila shrunk in her seat, sweating. She didn't know how to respond.

This Uncle Cheng … seemed like an interesting person.

Hee-young was really different from her father.

"Oh, right, what do you want to eat?

Chinese cuisine, western cuisine, French cuisine, Thai cuisine, Japanese cuisine, or Korean cuisine?

Ruila, what do you want to eat? "

"Ah?

I'm fine with anything. "

"How about sashimi? How about Hee-young?"

"Is sashimi okay?" Sung Hee-young asked.

"Yes." Han Ruila nodded.

"Let's go for sashimi then."

"Okay, Ruila, let me tell you. There's a restaurant that has really good sashimi!

Hee-young, Hee-young's mother, and I used to go there often. The three of us liked the sashimi there very much. "

Han Ruila told him about the sashimi she had eaten in Pusan. The two people who were a generation apart had a lot to talk about.

When they were eating in the restaurant, Cheng Baiwan told her about his family's business.

This uncle was obviously a straightforward person. When he talked about these things, he didn't hide it at all.

Han Ruila found out that Sung Hee-young was a trainee in her family's company.

Cheng Baiwan was originally in the food and beverage business. However, because of a dream in his heart, he sold the restaurant and opened a planning company.

The company has only been established for a few years and it only has one employee named "Crystal".

Crystal, "Snow" (abbreviated as CLS), was active.

Whether in her previous life or this life, Han Ruila was very unfamiliar with the name of this girl group.

It was obvious that they weren't very well-known.

Cheng Baiwan admitted that their company was too small and couldn't get any resources. It was very difficult for them to develop their activities.

As he spoke, he began to sigh. He had a distressed look on his face that said, "Business is difficult."

Sung Hee-young was silent.

Cheng Baiwan said that because the company's prospects were bleak, he didn't want his daughter, Sung Hee-young, to lose money.

A woman's best years were few. If she really wanted to enter the entertainment industry, she didn't have to waste time on her family's unpromising company.

Sung Hee-young slapped her chopsticks and said coldly, "I said that I want to debut as an artist of MY."

MY was the name of the planning company.

Cheng Baiwan muttered, "Why bother? You don't like Zhiyi and the others."

Sung Hee-young seemed to be stunned for a moment. Her face was a little pale.

Han Ruila guessed that she probably didn't get along well with the people in the company.

Actually, Sung Hee-young didn't have any bad intentions. It was just that she had a very conflicted personality. Even if she wanted to build a good relationship with others, she didn't know how to do it.

Although her own excellence could attract a lot of attention, it could also easily attract jealousy.

If she acted a little coldly, others would think that she was arrogant. It was easy for people to dislike her.

Han Ruila felt sorry for her. From the series of actions that Sung Hee-young deliberately tried to get close to her, it could be seen that she actually yearned for friendship.

She wouldn't forget how careful Sung Hee-young was when she asked for her phone number and Kaotalk account. She also wouldn't forget the undetectable joy in her eyes when she took the initiative to do the stretching.

These were probably things that she didn't experience often.

Sung Hee-young was cold on the outside but fragile on the inside. Sung Hee-young wasn't good at pleasing people. Sung Hee-young was determined to be an idol. Who knew how many times she would fall in the mud in the future.

To become an idol, she had to bear far more than what she had experienced now. When the time came, even if she tripped over someone, she could only move forward in loneliness.

She really hoped that she could meet someone who could walk side by side with her.

*

Kim Dong-hyung walked out of the changing room while humming a tuneless song. When he saw Tian Zhengguo standing in front of the mirror, his eyes suddenly lit up as if he remembered something.

"Zhengguo!" he shouted.

Tian Zhengguo turned his head. Kim Dong-hyung waved at him. "Come here, come here."

Tian Zhengguo didn't know what he wanted and moved over vigilantly.

Kim Dong-hyung smiled and said, "There's a girl in the class next to our school who said that she knows you. Her name is Han Ruila. She said that she learned piano from the same teacher as you."

Tian Zhengguo's bright eyes widened. "Rillaina?!"

"Oh, you two are close?"

Tian Zhengguo suddenly felt a little nervous. "She … What did she say to you?"

"Nothing much. She just heard that I was in Big.

Hit as a trainee. She said that she knew a younger brother who was also in this company. She didn't expect such a coincidence. She asked me how you were doing and if you had any problems. She also asked me to take care of you. "

Tian Zhengguo immediately felt a little guilty. After he came to Seoul, he had been busy with training and rarely contacted Han Ruila. He also didn't ask which school she was studying at.

He didn't expect Rillaina to go to the same high school as his brother from the same company and ask about him with concern.

Tian Zhengguo thought to himself that he had to find time to meet Rillaina.

"Hey," Kim Dong-hyung touched Tian Zhengguo's arm and said with interest, "Tell me about that Rillaina of yours. What kind of person is she?

How long have you known each other? "

"… She's a very good person. I met her last year."

"Tell me more!

What kind of people are in her family?

What does she like? What does she hate? "

Tian Zhengguo faintly felt that something was wrong. Why does this brother want to know so much?

"Hurry up and tell me!"

"How would I know? She and I … we only see each other once a week."

"Oh …"

Kim Dong-hyung seemed a little disappointed.

"If there's nothing else, I'm going to practice."

"Oh."

*

Han Ruila returned home. Han Min-ki was busy in the factory. When he saw her, he asked, "Why are you back so late?

Did you eat dinner? "

"I ate. My classmate's father came to pick her up. He invited me to eat sashimi with him."

"Oh, okay. You can go back to your room."

"Oh, Dad. Are you busy now?

Do you need my help? "

"No. You can go back to your room."

"Oh, okay."

Han Ruila put down her bag and took out a lunchbox from her bag to wash it.

When she thought of how satisfied Kim Dong-hyung was during dinner today, she couldn't help but smile at the sink.

"Kim Dong-hyung …"

In the small, empty room, she muttered to herself in an almost inaudible voice.

She liked to call his name this way. Although girls in her country had the habit of calling their lover "Auba", she had always only called Kim Dong-hyung by his name.

First, it was because they were born on the same year, month, and day. Second, she liked his name.

Calling him "Auba" sounded a little coquettish. But she hoped that Kim Dong-hyung would act coquettishly with her more.

After making a big lunchbox full of lunchboxes, Han Ruila went to wash up with satisfaction. When she came back to comb her scattered wet hair, she saw the screen of the phone that was casually thrown on the bed light up.

A message was lying there — —

His Highness: "Xixi, let me tell you!

A publishing house is interested in your novel lalalala!!! "

Han Ruila's heart skipped a beat.

Han Ruila was thinking about whether to postpone the signing of the contract with the editor or secretly take her parents' ID cards to make a copy.

It was reasonable to say that it was impossible to postpone the signing of the contract. There were so many authors on the website, and the editor couldn't always wait for you.

Maybe you showed hesitation in the first second, and the next second, she would say "Lalala" to you ~

Moreover, there was no profit if she didn't sign the contract, and the work wouldn't increase the exposure. Since the article had already been published, she naturally couldn't miss the opportunity to sign the contract.

What should she do?

If an editor really wanted to sign the contract, would she really have to steal her parents' ID cards?

When she thought of doing something bad, Han Ruila was afraid and covered her head with the quilt.

Before she became an adult, her parents were very strict with her and her sister. So, if she angered her father, he might beat her with a stick.

She didn't want to cry and run for her life like when she was young and become a joke to the neighbors.

After the new article was published, Han Ruila waited for a day before going online to check it. Many newcomers felt very uneasy as soon as they uploaded their articles. They kept refreshing the platform and were excited when they saw a few more clicks.

In fact, as a newcomer, the clicks increased very slowly. If they kept staring at the platform, it might be a blow to their confidence.

The waiting time for others to discover you may be longer than you think.

So, Han Ruila didn't look at it. She only cared about whether she received the website SMS.

The website SMS was an internal message sent by the website. If a newcomer received a website SMS, it was most likely an invitation to sign a contract from the editor.

However, it could also be an advertisement for the website.

Not every newcomer would receive a website SMS when they first published an article. The editor was very busy and couldn't click on everyone's article to take a look.

The website allowed authors who published a certain number of words to apply for a contract. Most authors applied on their own, and the editor had to consider whether to sign the contract or not.

So, even if she didn't receive the website SMS, Han Ruila didn't feel discouraged. She just needed to confirm it to avoid missing anything.

However, when she saw that she really did receive the website SMS, Han Ruila was still stunned.

This signing of the contract … was easier than she had imagined …

The editor of the website SMS was called Ru Bing. Han Ruila had a deep impression of her.

In her previous life, when she first applied to sign a contract, she was the one who ranked last in the website SMS, Ru Bing. However, she was mercilessly rejected.

Han Ruila's heart, which was more fragile than glass, was shattered in an instant.

She didn't expect that in this life, she would take the initiative to receive a website SMS from Ru Bing. Although she was a little touched, it was a pity that she was already traumatized by Editor Ru Bing. Moreover, it was rumored that she was a cold person and didn't care much about newcomers.

She still liked her original editor — My Emperor.