At the entrance of a high-end residential complex, a ruby ​​red Hyundai Coolpad slowly stopped, and Park Taiyan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, frowned, thinking about the conversation just now.

"It's here, don't you need to drive you into the community?" Yin Mo patted the steering wheel and reminded him that he was there.

"Ah!? You don't need to send it, I'm sorry, but can you write a report on Taeyeon next week?" Park Taiyan returned to his senses, smiled at Yin Mo, and made a request.

Yin Mo tapped his finger on the steering wheel, and finally nodded: "Taeyeon is very talented. I also think it's a pity to get rid of it like this. Since you entered the bench last time

The opportunity of SuperJunior is given to Kyuhyun, and you can see that you don’t care about debut like Siwon and their second generation. "

After a pause, he turned his head to look at the big boy who was watching him seriously, "You have also said the general situation, I hope you can handle the relationship with Taeyeon."

"I understand that if you give up Kim Taeyeon, it will be a loss for the company. I will leave the slave first to see the results of my handling this week! Goodbye." Park Taiyan opened the door and took the luggage bag from the back.

Biting his lip while looking at the fast-moving sports car, he shook his head and walked towards the apartment building.

He took out his mobile phone and directly sent a text message to Kim Taeyeon that he was home safely, walked into the elevator, pressed the floor, and looked at the photo-printed face on the elevator door. It was not pleasing to the eye.

I found a number and dialed it out, opened the door, and tore it directly on his face, not caring whether it would break the mask.

"Hey, Brother Mo Shi, it's me... Those two observation targets in the company...Ah? What? Yesterday I withdrew from the company?...Both of them?...Hhoo! Let’s get in touch, See if you can find someone who arranges them. If it doesn't work, forget it... I'm sorry to trouble you."

Hanging up the phone, looking at the phone in one hand and the mask in the other: "The last excuse is gone, there is no reason to exist anymore, right? Wen Suyou."

. . . . . .

After taking a shower, Park Taiyan, who changed into home clothes, squatted on the sofa with his chin on his knees, looking at the mask on the coffee table in a daze.

"Beep~! Beep~!" He turned his head in confusion, reached out and took the cell phone that was trembling on the coffee table without seeing it directly connected.

"Hello?...Taeyeon...Oh, daedae, you're home...What's the matter?...No, you can call if you don't have a problem...Well, it's still a friend... See you on a good weekend... Hmm, bye!"

"Oh~!" Hanging up the phone, Park Taiyan stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, hesitated to shut down, and took out a cell phone chip.

"It's so annoying, ah, why did Xiao Bui see it? She's going to die now."

He got up and took the mask, went to the prepared brazier by the window, and threw it directly in, and then threw the chip in his left hand.

His eyes didn't leave his left hand, he hesitated, took off the silver ring, and held it in the hand.

. . . . . .

"Hey, it's me... I'll talk to you when I get home, and what do you call me... Humph, don't call me wrong in the future... Yeah, can't I call you if I'm okay? I want to say, we still aren't... well, that's it, see you this weekend...byebye...!"

After Kim Taeyeon hung up the phone, she lay on the bed, raised her right hand, her mouth cocked.

"What do you call me, I can't call you if it's okay... Tsk tsk!"

After listening to the tone of her phone call, she was learned, Kim Taeyeon suddenly got up and looked at the bedroom door. No, she didn't lock the door anymore.

"Oh, poor Abba, the daughter who has worked so hard to raise, is about to be deceived."

Kim Taeyeon twisted her body on the bed, came to the end of the bed, and took a look at her. As expected, her sister Kim Ha-yeon squatted in the corner with her chin in one hand.

Seeing her younger sister shaking her head constantly, looking sorry for her father, Kim Taeyeon became ashamed and anxious, "Ah, you didn't go back to the room to change your clothes, why are you hiding from my room."

Jin Xiayan stood up, pretending to spread her hands, "No, as Abba’s little daughter, I should remind Abba that his eldest daughter’s heart is no longer on him, so I don’t need to buy a mobile phone anymore. Can't keep her heart!"

Kim Taeyeon turned over and got out of the bed, blocking her sister's way. "Ah, didn't you beat you? You are lawless."

Kim Ha-yeon put her hand on the bed hard, and her small body rushed into the bed before Kim Tae-yeon could react, and she did not run away to look at Ouni.

"What do you want to do?"

Kim Taeyeon pointed to her younger sister, "I want to teach you, do you know that eavesdropping on the phone is wrong?"

Jin Xiayan raised her eyebrows and opened her mouth to gather her breath, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Kim Taeyeon covered Xia Yan's small mouth and fell on the bed together. "I was wrong, how could Ernie teach it, we are cute, beautiful, and smart Xia Yan, hehe!"

"Hmm!" Kim Ha Yeon glanced, and pointed at Kim Tae Yeon's hand.

Kim Taeyeon stretched out her index finger and gestured to her lips. When she got her sister nodded in reply, she let go of her hand covering her, hugged her in her arms, sulking her mouth.

Jin Xiayan also hugged her, and squeezed her head on her chest and arched it.

"Do you want to deny it like the road now?"

I touched my sister's head, "You are too young to understand this!"

Kim Ha-yeon twitched the corner of her mouth in Taeyeon's arms: "Then tell me, or I'll ask Dad, he understands."

Taeyeon tapped her little sister's **** and looked at the roof in confusion.

"I don't know, I seem to like him a little bit, and it feels at ease to have him by my side, um~! Very..."

"warm!"

Taeyeon nodded as she listened to her sister's whisper.

"But ah, now I am not the me he likes, so I will work hard."

"Huh?" Jin Xiayan sat up and looked at her idiot-looking sister. "Just he dare to dislike You."

"No! Hey, it's complicated, I can't tell you."

Kim Taeyeon turned to face the wall, with a little emotion, blamed the vow for not saying anything, but even if he said it, no one believed it.

Jin Xiayan crawled to the other side and got out of bed, backhand patted Ernie's hips to retaliate.

"It doesn't matter if you are anymore, change your clothes and go to dinner, and there are rings... Forget it, you and Hui Meioni have also brought couple rings."

Kim Taeyeon turned over, looked at her long-winded sister, and smiled obsessively.

"Xia Yan, come and give Ouni a kiss."

Kim Ha-yeon looked disgusted, "Kiss a man's mouth... Yeah, you won’t kiss Kim Tae-yeon anymore? Be reserved! Oh my god!"

"How can it be! Don't talk nonsense!" Kim Taeyeon covered her face.

Looking at the blushing O'Neill, Kim Ha-yeon clutched her forehead.

‘Oh Nijang, you can do it! ’

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