The Peninsula chaebol started by rescuing Samsung's little princess.

Chapter 89 Don't Do Anything Reckless

After a long day, Li Haorong couldn't help but stretch.

After seeing Wang Xing off, today's meeting finally came to an end.

Although Li Haorong sat there the whole time, the battles of wits he had with each entrepreneur required a lot of brainpower.

Lee Boo-jin, who had remained silent throughout, finally spoke up: "You seem quite interested in this last Renren website, spending more time chatting with you than with the others. Is it because this website and your Mars website are both social networking sites?"

"No, it's that I'm very interested in that young man!"

Investing is never about investing in the project itself, but about investing in the person!

I'm just curious, how far can he take the website he created himself?

"An investor?"

Lee Boo-jin pondered Lee Ho-young's words repeatedly. After a long while, she looked at Lee Ho-young again and said, "Now that you've seen everyone you needed to see today, you should go back and rest early!"

"Ah~~"

To everyone's surprise, upon hearing this, Li Haorong shouted, "What? Sister Fuzhen, are you a slave owner? I've worked hard for you all day, and you won't even treat me to a meal?"

Seeing Lee Ho-young's exaggerated reaction, Lee Boo-jin's face, which had always been icy towards Lee Ho-young, actually showed a smile.

Her smile was so beautiful that even Li Haorong couldn't help but exclaim, "Fu Zhen, you look so beautiful when you smile! You should smile more often!"

"Go away, you dare to flirt with me?"

"These are compliments and suggestions, how can that be considered flirting?"

Lee Boo-jin ignored Lee Ho-young's banter and led him toward the door.

Shortly afterward, the two appeared at the Ariake restaurant in the Shilla Hotel.

Among the many restaurants at the Shilla Hotel, this is a high-end Japanese restaurant specializing in kaiseki cuisine.

"Weren't you just saying you were hungry? This is authentic Edo-style nigiri sushi made by Kiyota Sushi, a top sushi master from Japan, which I specially invited!"

Lee Boo-jin noticed that the young man sitting opposite her hadn't touched his chopsticks, so she pointed to the sushi on the table.

"These are so small! I could eat two in one bite!"

High-end restaurants emphasize exquisiteness, visual appeal, and small portions. Li Haorong picked up a piece with his chopsticks and examined it carefully, feeling that it was more suitable for Master Hu to eat.

Considering he was really hungry, Li Haorong dipped the food in some sauce and put it in his mouth.

To his surprise, the sauce contained not only soy sauce but also wasabi, and in an instant, he felt as if his nasal cavity had been ventilated.

"Aish—"

"Ha ha ha ha----"

Seeing the pained Lee Ho-young, Lee Boo-jin laughed even louder.

However, the older woman was still kind-hearted. After laughing for a while, she didn't forget to hand Li Haorong a tissue and pour him a glass of Hakutsuru Premium Reserve sake.

Li Haorong wiped his mouth, downed another cup of sake, and finally came back to life.

Coming to his senses, Lee Ho-young, with tears still glistening in the corners of his eyes, couldn't help but complain to Lee Boo-jin, "Boo-jin unnie, you should have told me beforehand!"

"Who told you to eat so fast? And you even said I could eat two in one bite?"

"Well, there's nothing I can do about it. I'm still young, and that's when I have a big appetite!"

Originally, Li Haorong's remark was just an ordinary joke, but it inadvertently struck a nerve with Li Fuzhen, causing her smile to freeze instantly.

Even the strongest woman can't escape the hurdle of age.

She's 35 years old this year; in the Peninsula of this era, her children should already be in middle school.

"Unnie Fu-jin, you're so young! You look like you're in your early twenties!"

After noticing that something was wrong with Lee Boo-jin, Lee Ho-yong quickly said something.

His words of comfort clearly failed to touch Lee Boo-jin's soul.

"What's the use of just looking at it?"

Lee Boo-jin has always had a strong desire to have a child.

She wanted a child not only for the sake of inheritance, but also because she genuinely needed a child as a source of emotional support.

The marriage has reached a dead end, and the reason she is unwilling to give up is that she is worried that without the marriage, the child will become an illegitimate child.

This is absolutely something they can't hold their heads up in their family!

Therefore, even though her family members had repeatedly urged her to get a divorce during this time, she refused.

However, given her husband's current state, she feels disgusted whenever he gets close and doesn't want him to touch her at all.

This resulted in the two sleeping in separate rooms for a period of time.

Lee Boo-jin also threw herself into her work, trying to numb herself through it.

Although the marriage still exists, it is already dead in name only.

"There may be many things involved, but sometimes it only takes a moment to make a decision."

If you can't make a decision, then I'll do it for you!

Li Haorong was unaware of Li Fuzhen's inner turmoil; he thought Li Fuzhen was only saying that because she was thinking of their past relationship.

In fact, Li Haorong didn't say this on a whim, but at Li Yinxin's request.

In Li Yinxin's eyes, her eldest sister's marriage should have ended long ago and should not have been dragged on. Therefore, Li Yinxin was eager for Li Haorong to get her eldest sister divorced!

"What are you trying to do? Don't you dare do anything reckless!"

Upon hearing Li Haorong's words, Li Fuzhen's expression changed drastically.

On the surface, Li Haorong looks like a college student, but the more you get to know him, the more you realize how ruthless he can be.

Lee Boo-jin couldn't let him run wild.

"Don't worry, don't you know who I am?"

"I know it all too well!"

Lee Boo-jin muttered a complaint to herself.

Perhaps even Lee Boo-jin herself didn't realize that she felt much more relaxed when she was with Lee Ho-young.

"Sister Fuzhen, a failed marriage doesn't mean your life is a failure."

Actually, if you can get through this, you might be able to start a new life!

Seeing that the atmosphere had been set up, Li Haorong said a few more words.

"Things aren't as simple as you make them out to be. In short, you're not allowed to do anything reckless!"

Lee Boo-jin gave him earnest instructions, but judging from Lee Ho-young's expression, it seemed he hadn't taken them to heart.

"Forget it, let fate decide!"

For a moment, as Lee Boo-jin thought this, she felt both uneasy and relieved.

After parting ways with Lee Ho-young, Lee Boo-jin returned home.

Looking at the empty room, after the noise subsided, a sense of loneliness instantly overwhelmed her, making it hard for her to breathe.

When the maid saw her return, she had already prepared water to wash her feet and give her a massage.

After taking off her stockings, Lee Boo-jin's somewhat deformed feet were revealed.

If it weren't for Samsung's wealth, which provided her with the world's most advanced treatment, her feet would probably have become bound feet long ago.

To avoid showing her ugly feet, Lee Boo-jin usually wears long stockings, boots, or long skirts to cover her legs and feet.

It seemed that only in this way could she feel safe.

"Mmm~~"

The massage from the maid caused Lee Boo-jin to groan involuntarily from the pain in her feet.

The strong facade she had always maintained was shattered at this moment, revealing the vulnerability deep within her heart, which she allowed to spread throughout her body.

For a moment, she wanted to find a shoulder to lean on, but the first image that popped into her mind was the scene of having dinner with Li Haorong just now.

"I must be crazy, how could I even think of him?"

Lee Boo-jin quickly dismissed the thought; that was her brother-in-law, not her husband!

The loneliness continued to creep in, and she couldn't help but pick up her phone and find her husband's number.

After much hesitation, she decided to give Im Woo-jae a chance and dialed the number.

"Beep—beep—beep—click!"

However, the phone rang only a few times before being hung up.

Lee Boo-jin frowned. What was he doing at this hour? Was he not answering her calls because he didn't want to or because it was inconvenient for him?

"Is it really okay that President Ren isn't answering the phone?"

In a nicely decorated bar-like room, Kim Seung-hoon saw Im Woo-jae hang up the phone and raised his glass to him with a smile.

He is the president of TheContentsEntertainment, a well-known entertainment company in the Korean Peninsula, whose artists include Choi Jin-sil, Jung Da-bin, and U-Nee.

"What's the big deal? Should a man be told what to do when he goes out drinking?"

"Im Woo-jae said with a resentful look on his face."

After he was beaten half to death by Lee Kun-hee, although he was quickly sent to the hospital and recovered, Lee Kun-hee still dismissed him from his position as vice president of Samsung Electro-Mechanics.

Without a job, he was like a transparent person in the entire family. Not only did the family members ignore him, but even the servants dared to despise him!

This made him unwilling to stay in that house, so he spent his days idly outside, doing nothing productive.

Lee Boo-jin, focused on her work, didn't pay attention to what Im Woo-jae was doing outside.

"Haha, President Ren's words are insightful! Women should stay at home and do housework; why should they come out and show their faces in public?"

Although Kim Seung-hoon felt a bit disdainful towards him, he casually replied, "Where were we? Oh right, how much funding can President Im actually provide this time?"

"That depends on your performance. You know who I am. Although I may not have money, I can get money anytime, any amount!"

Although Im Woo-jae's words were arrogant, they were not entirely unfounded.

With his status as Samsung's son-in-law, even if he were to borrow money, he could borrow more than an ordinary person could earn in a lifetime!

"Of course, of course, I believe that money is no object for your status!"

Excuse me, I'll be right back!

Just then, there was a noise outside the door, and Kim Seung-hoon quickly got up and went out.

Im Woo-jae didn't take it seriously at first, but then he heard Kim Seung-hoon's scolding voice from outside: "Why are you only coming back now?"

"Just finished filming a TV series!"

"Damn it, what's so great about filming that lousy show? Hurry up and go inside, don't keep Mr. Ren waiting!"

Immediately afterwards, Kim Seung-hoon led a tall woman in. Under the light, the woman's face was revealed to be Jang Ja-yeon.

"President Ren, this is Zhang Ziyan, a new artist I signed this year. She admires you a lot. Would you two like to have a chat?"

Looking at the young and beautiful Jang Ja-yeon, Im Woo-jae's smile deepened.

"good!"

"Mr. Ren, there's a suite with a bathroom next door. Please make yourself at home. I'll be leaving now!"

With that, Kim Seung-hoon patted Jang Ja-yeon on the shoulder and then walked out of the room.

Upon leaving the room, they realized that this was not a bar at all, but rather the third floor of Kim Seung-hoon's entertainment company, which he had long since converted into a room for special purposes.

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