Female Supreme: The victim is actually my girlfriend

"Uh..." Park Hye-jin frowned and leaned against the wall. She still had the strength to hold Lin Yujun's hand. After a few seconds, her brows relaxed: "Boss Lin, are you going to fight me passionately here?"

"Ah! Get out of here!"

Park Hye-jin's strength suddenly increased, she grabbed Lin Yujun's waist, took a few steps forward and pressed him on the table.

“Bang! Boom!!”

The books, pens and boxes on the table fell one after another, and Lin Yujun's back was pressed against the hard table surface, feeling very uncomfortable.

"I gave you a chance, but you gave up on your own. I had no choice but to come and inspect the results myself."

"Ha..." Lin Yujun squeezed out a sound from his mouth: "There must be a lot of people who want you to die. It's a miracle that you can live to the end of your life!"

"By the way, your photo has already been circulated. It's not too late to suppress it now."

Park Hye-jin bent down, and Lin Yujun's face was reflected in her amethyst eyes: "We have been honest with each other. I will help you deal with the mess, and then use Hanlin Enterprise in exchange for your second half of life. It's fair, right?"

"You speak so nicely about keeping it all to yourself, but all the dirty things you have done will be returned to you one by one in the future!"

The photo of getting into Park Hye-jin's car was exposed, and someone must have checked the license plate number. Why are all the negative news about her? It means that Park Hye-jin blocked some of them.

"If your scandal is not suppressed, Hanlin Enterprise will be finished!"

114: Erase Han's traces

"With your ability, you can obviously calm the situation down. Isn't it your intention that it has come to this?"

Lin Yujun slapped Park Hye-jin's hand away and tried to stand up but was pushed down by the other party, who grabbed her shoulders.

"You think it doesn't matter now, so you just throw the jar into the ground?"

Park Hye-jin just found it funny. Who was the one who knelt down and begged for Han Xiaomu and Hanlin Enterprise?

"She, she's gone, how else can you threaten me?"

Lin Yujun looked at the other party angrily. Without Park Hye-jin, his life would be extremely peaceful and stable, and Han Xiaomu, Han Xiaomu would not have died in vain!

"Dead people have no consciousness, but living people are useful. You love her so much, why don't you die with her?"

If it is truly a deep and unforgettable love, how can you show the deep love between you two if you don't commit suicide?

"My life and death should be decided by me. What right do you have to interfere? Haven't you killed enough people? How many lives do you want to take?"

Park Hye-jin talks about life and death lightly and has no sympathy for other people's lives. To her, they are just objects to be thrown away after use.

“I was wrong here~”

Park Huizhen wiped the corner of Lin Yujun's mouth with her fingertips: "There is no blood on my hands."

"Uh-huh!"

Lin Yujun pushed Park Hye-jin hard, shaking her head in protest and rejection.

"The person is dead, why pretend? Is it still possible to keep your body for the dead?"

Park Hye-jin frowned and simply grabbed his clothes and pulled them down.

"No, no!"

Lin Yujun gritted her teeth, and when Park Hye-jin leaned over, she raised her head and bumped into her chin.

"what?"

Feeling a sharp pain, Park Hye-jin touched the corner of her mouth and stopped moving her hands. She struggled so violently today, was she really reckless?

Haha~ Such a durable toy, Park Hye-jin has plenty of ways to take it apart.

"I've played with your body for no less than ten times, and you've long been accustomed to my touch. Moreover, now that Han Xiaomu is dead, who will satisfy you?"

Lin Yujun didn't waste time talking to her. She grabbed her clothes, jumped off the table and ran out.

"My bodyguards are outside, as are the employees. Do you want them to watch the live broadcast?"

Lin Yujun paused as he tried to open the door. His brows trembled and he turned his head stiffly: "What do you want to say?"

"It's just like repeating what happened in the video. Watching it with your own eyes is more exciting than watching it through a screen."

Park Hye-jin casually took out a wet tissue and applied it to her chin, then shook it off.

"Mad man, you are a mad man, why can't you let me go?"

Almost shouting out these words at the top of her lungs, Park Hye-jin walked over to him with a smile and lifted his chin up: "I don't want you to experience how terrible social death is, as long as you..."

Pinch his calf and slowly move your hand upwards.

"Let me have enough of you."

Lin Yujun lowered his head, his hair blocking his eyes, so his expression could not be seen clearly, but Pu Hui could see his knuckles gradually turning white.

"How long do you want to play..."

"Well, you're exchanging the rest of your life for the future of Hanlin Enterprises. I won't miss out on something I like. But after the exchange, of course the name has to be changed. You also have to pay part of the compensation for the scandal, right?"

"..."

Seeing that Lin Yujun didn't answer, Park Huizhen continued to add fuel to the fire: "I know you want to move on, but the scandal continues to ferment. It's not just people in the circle who have seen the photos. Your friends, even Han Xiaomu's parents..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, the man my daughter fell in love with turned out to be a writhing bastard, and my daughter died because of him. I'm afraid the old couple's lifespan will be shortened. They will die with their eyes closed~"

Park Hye-jin sighed and said in a regretful tone that she knew what Lin Yujun was afraid of, so she naturally had to poke the other's lungs hard.

"After you go to the branch office, you are not allowed to come to see me again."

Taking a deep breath, Lin Yujun stated his conditions. His connection with Park Hye-jin must be cut off, and he couldn't be toyed with and manipulated by her for the rest of his life.

"Yes...sure~"

Park Hye-jin nodded, put her arm around his waist, and said with a smile: "Before that, I have to do it thoroughly~"

"You, what are you going to do again!!"

Lin Yujun was suddenly picked up. His heart trembled when he was suddenly suspended in the air. He became even more nervous when he saw Park Hye-jin go to open the door.

"Put me down, I can walk by myself!"

"Mr. Lin is not feeling well. I will take him away first."

The bodyguard nodded, and Lin Yujun was carried out by Park Hye-jin. She did not look up the whole time. The employees who saw this scene also pretended not to see it and continued to focus on the task at hand.

"Where are you taking me?"

As I was pushed into the car, my heartbeat kept getting faster and my eyes kept twitching.

The scenery outside the window changed, and he was so familiar with this direction.

"What do you mean? Why are you here? You can go to the hotel!"

“Hotels are not as spacious as home.”

Park Hye-jin grabbed him, held his waist in her arms, and lifted him up.

"Get out, you're not welcome in my house!"

Park Hye-jin ignored Lin Yujun's struggle and went straight to the door to reach the key.

"Uh, you!"

It wrapped around his body like a vine, and Lin Yujun's shoulders trembled.

After opening the door, Park Hye-jin threw the person on the bed, loosened her collar, untied the restraints, and leaned one hand next to Lin Yujun.

"This bed is really good quality, it's big enough for both of you to jump around on. How can my toys be tainted with someone else's scent? I'll naturally wipe them off!"

Lin Yujun kept backing away, and when she reached the head of the bed, she suddenly widened her eyes and looked to the side.

"Um?"

Park Hye-jin also looked over and saw a wedding photo of the two of them hugging each other placed on the bedside table. Han Xiaomu was smiling brightly.

On this bed, Lin Yujun and Han Xiaomu had been intimate countless times, and the person in the photo was looking at the bed.

"So you mind this. It's a dead person's thing. It's unlucky!"

"No! Give it to me!"

Lin Yujun rushed forward to take the photo frame. Han Xiaomu was already dead, and only through the photo could he see his face again.

"How dare you protect a dead person in front of me!"

Park Hye-jin curled her lips, grabbed Lin Yujun's feet and pulled him down, then rushed over quickly to get the photo frame.

"That's my thing. How dare you dispose of it?"

Lin Yujun also used all his strength to kick Park Hye-jin in the abdomen.

"what?"

It was the first time that Park Hye-jin was kicked by someone. It was because she was careless and few people dared to attack her.

"The more you cherish me, the more I want to destroy you. I really like the way you cry like a pear blossom in the rain. It's so exciting at first glance!"

"Get out of here! This is my home. I never allowed you to come in. Get out of here, get out of here!" Lin Yujun tried to run away while holding the photo frame, but Park Hye-jin quickly stepped forward and knocked him to the ground.

"Ah! Disgusting thing, murderer, don't let your dirty hands touch it!"

Park Huizhen was furious and grabbed Lin Yujun's wrist and lifted it above her head.

115: snatch, trample, discard

"Give it back to me, it's Han Xiaomu and I's stuff, it only belongs to me and her!"

Park Hye-jin pulled it off with force, and Han Xiaomu on top of her smiled extremely happily. Anyone who saw it could tell the joy that was jumping in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

Some images flashed through her mind. There was never a single photo of Park Hye-jin's family in her villa. There was always only her trace in the house.

"Emotions are the most useless things!"

The voice of her dead grandmother echoed in her ears again: "Don't be like your mother and give your heart and soul to a man. If you don't want to end up like her, don't trust anyone!"

"Remember, in this world, there is no more ideal or natural way than money and power, but it is also the most difficult and risky. Your sincerity may mean nothing to others, or you may not be able to give them what they want."

"It's all in vain to flatter, impress, and beg. You are my granddaughter, the heiress of a chaebol. For a family like ours that is full of money and interests, your kindness is giving covetous people the opportunity to snatch you away."

When her grandmother was dying, she held Park Hye-jin's hand. She was only fourteen years old at the time.

"If you want something, then completely let go of your feelings and use your power and money to make the other person feel fear and terror. The physiological reaction is absolutely real and will not lie! You must be in control of everything to avoid being betrayed and trampled on like garbage!"

“Fairness has always been an excuse for the weak. The right to make rules is in the hands of a few people. You have to be the one standing at the top!”

Grandma's hands trembled as she held her tightly. With her last breath, she squeezed out the words from her teeth: "Only in this way will you not be a loser!"

As her memories faded, Park Hye-jin looked at the two people in the photo in the letter and found it very irritating. At least, the grandmother and mother in her memory had never smiled so happily in front of her.

Park Hye-jin's face was filled with more sneers and disdain. Happiness was a very unfamiliar word to her, but she lacked nothing except love.

Love is a boring game played by the lower class people to please themselves. Han Xiaomu loves Lin Yujun, and Lin Yujun and her are a loving couple in everyone's eyes, but Lin Yujun dare not die for Han Xiaomu.

No matter what vows or promises made for a lifetime, when faced with choices and betrayals, strong feelings will be diluted and will not stand the test and temptation.

"The original owner must not be seen cheating, otherwise you will not be able to sleep peacefully."

"boom!"

The photo frame fell, and Lin Yujun tried to reach out to pick it up, but Park Hye-jin grabbed his clothes and threw him back onto the bed.

"what!"

The world was spinning around, and before Lin Yujun could come to his senses, he heard a "crack" sound of the ground breaking.

"Don't touch it, give it back to me, give it back to me!"

Park Hye-jin curled her lips in disdain and kicked again, completely crushing the bracket supporting the photo frame, and the photo fell out.

"That's mine, take your dirty feet off!"

When Park Hye-jin tried to snatch the photo, she simply opened the window, and the wind from the shaking branches carried the photo away to who knows where.

"Psycho, don't stop me, get out of my way!"

Apart from this photo, there is nothing else that can capture Han Xiaomu's face. It was clearly agreed that they would go for the shoot after signing a few more big deals, but Han Xiaomu didn't wait until that time.