Novel & Cerita Yeonwoo's Innocence

Seo Hayoon folded her arms, her tone calm but razor-sharp. “I’ve been investigating that transferee, Seo Joonwoo. The kid’s record is spotless, too spotless. He keeps his head down, but everywhere he goes, people change.” Her gaze flicked toward Reo briefly, then back to Minseok. “First, he broke the balance among the first years. Then he united them. And if that wasn’t enough, he even made Lee Seojun, that Lee Seojun submit willingly.” Hyunwoo whistled under his breath. “That psycho Seojun? Damn. I thought he’d only kneel to death itself.”

“Oh leave being formal. We are friends” She didn’t react and just cried. I slowly took my hand to push her face towards my shoulder. She didn’t push me away and just cried. Maybe this time I was the reason for your hurt, Ash, but trust me this is the last time you’ll cry. Or smile. Vincent “Kill him” “But boss, he is an important part. How can we kill him?” “With a bullet, idiot” “Boss…” “Ray. In your limits.” “Boss, I can’t kill him. He is the PA of Ms. Heather”

His nails were digging into her shoulders. "I don't think she takes you seriously." One of Sochun's friends called out, laughing. Jiwoon shoved him to the side. "Maybe I should make her take me seriously." He leaned close to her ears and whispered. "I still have those videos." And Doona's expression went from that of fear to that of horror. Sochun was met with an erratic struggle after his statement. Doona whaled around, she flopped her arms in an attempt to hit him in the face and escape.

Min-ah screeched at Jae Joon to finally get his scrutiny as her honey-brown eyes spurred and ruddy chubby cheeks hoisted in fervour gazing at her twin for a response. Greyish brown eyes diminished glaring at the picture on the TV screen as his ears earned a red hue in amusement. "Woahh! That's me.", Jae Joon murmured with an unsettled tone illustrating awe. Something in Woojin was so transcendental and tantalizing that they both got engulfed in the TV screen, wowing at the man who was percolating the cliché of "hot bad boy" with a jaw slenderer than his cheekbones, guided down to his curvaceous lips.

The participant slot had been left for a random user omwhicj purpose was of course to stir more drama which was internet gold. At this time the woman I had seen screaming orders in the hallway showed dissatisfaction as she signaled Junsuh to round it up. "Ahem! The last runner up for the event Throphy Scout Miss Yuna Han." ….. "Leaving us today is Wonder Woman, Park Min Ah…" ….. "With the least amount of favourability of 9 points, Cold Poison Miss Ara Choi! Sorry to see you go." Junsuh's joyous tone betrayed his words. Cut To the Live Audience

“Well, since it’s confirmed that she is has the blood of the Yoon, then there’s no point hiding that I am from the same clan.” “The original Yoon?” Jeonghan asked. Woozi stared at Jeonghan and felt apologetic for a moment. ‘Oh. I made a mistake. I shouldn’t say this in front of the heir of the new Yoon.’ As if Jeonghan could read what’s going inside Woozi’s head, he reassured, “It’s nothing new to me. Keep going.” Noticing the changes in Jeonghan’s behavior, Woozi tilted his head in wonder. The second heir was known for his playful character, which sometimes surpassed the annoying Wonwoo, and therefore, Woozi could not believe that he’ll see Jeonghan in this mode.

She hurriedly removed her chain and put it around the child's neck and after kissing her child one last time she gave the child to Mohan. "Run and don't turn back." Mohan ran from there to save the innocent life in his arms. After sending her baby she turned towards the door and wiping her tears she stood straight to face those monsters. Few minutes later Mohan heard a gunshot. He flinched but seeing an innocent life in his arms he again started running to save the baby. When he was near to cross the Mansion's gate he heard a thundering voice from behind. "STOP RIGHT THERE!" Mohan froze on his feet. Gathering all his courage he turned and saw that one of the killers was shouting on one of th

"Son of Hwang Jisun and Kim Jisoo. Twenty eight years old. Head of the country's most dangerous Mafia syndicate." "Things which you could read in any newspaper," Joonjae scoffed. Yoseob, who was trying to maintain a distance between him and the carnivorous woman in front of him, knew that Joonjae was only pretending to be indifferent. His boss was gauging the woman or to be more specific, what was inside the woman.