536: Chapter 251 Outbreak of Rule Contamination_1 536: Chapter 251 Outbreak of Rule Contamination_1 In the vast estate, beauties were scattered about like flowers adorning the scene, especially near the lawn not far from the large swimming pool, where its liveliness was amplified by a girl group performing.
“Where do I have the ti to watch Korean dramas?
I don’t recognize any of these female celebrities!”
Lin Baici shrugged his shoulders, for throughout his three years of high school, even though Mother Lin wasn’t strict, he had been self-disciplined to get into a good university.
Let alone watching Korean dramas, he played fewer gas and barely scrolled through short videos.
“Xiba, what’s the background of this young man?
He actually talks to Miss Jin like this?”
Choi Seh-Hyo was shocked.
Generally speaking, when people converse, they tend to mind each other’s face and choose flattering words.
For instance, if Choi Seh-Hyo was facing soone from the Nine States, even if their movies were terrible, she would still complint them, praising those veteran stars.
But this young man here bluntly admitted he didn’t recognize any of them.
Doesn’t he know how to make conversation?
“Oh, is there an actor you’d like to et?”
Kim Myungjin asked with a smile, “I can introduce you!”
“What’s going on?”
Choi Seh-Hyo was bewildered.
Was Kim Myungjin usually this easygoing?
Her attitude seed too submissive, didn’t it?
Not getting mad was one thing, but she appeared like soone pimping out actors.
Or to put it another way, the way she was trying to ingratiate herself with this young man seed too strong.
Choi Seh-Hyo couldn’t help but size up Lin Baici.
He was indeed handso, with a great physique, a strapping young lad, but his dressing and deanor didn’t seem like soone from a wealthy family.
Why had Choi Seh-Hyo treated Lin Baici so coldly just now?
Because his clothes were too shabby.
In fact, Lin Baici’s attire was more than acceptable among college students, but this was Li Taewoo’s birthday party, where the attendees were offspring of the wealthy.
Their wearing luxury brands wasn’t for showing off; they dressed like that in their daily lives.
“No!”
Lin Baici shook his head.
Following Lin Baici’s gaze, Kim Myungjin noticed he lingered slightly longer on a woman in her late twenties.
This woman didn’t have a particularly amazing figure, and while her face was pretty, it wasn’t top-tier.
However, she had a remarkably distinguished air about her, dressed in a conservative white swimsuit.
She held champagne in her right hand, the left hand across her chest, standing alone in front of a huge aquarium, admiring the ornantal fish inside.
“You do have good taste, that’s Li Duohui, the actress who has won the Blue Dragon Award three tis,” said Kim Myungjin as she grabbed Lin Baici’s wrist, “Co on, let introduce you!”
“Miss Jin…”
Choi Seh-Hyo panicked.
Once they left, she wouldn’t have another chance to chat.
Kim Myungjin frowned, “Is there sothing else?”
“Uh…”
Choi Seh-Hyo, startled by Kim Myungjin’s attitude, almost apologized, but rembering her burning ambition to stand in the frontline of the entertainnt industry, she managed to suppress her sha and timidity.
“Miss Jin, just now this handso young man said his mother really enjoyed ‘Winter Love Letter’, which I starred in.
We were about to take a photo together!” Choi Seh-Hyo explained with a smile.
Hua Yue Yu, who had been listening in, couldn’t help but sneer, thinking where had her arrogance gone just now?
Although she didn’t understand Korean very well, human expressions were universal.
Even a fool could tell that Choi Seh-Hyo was now acting obsequious and humbled.
“Oh, is that so?”
Kim Myungjin looked at Lin Baici, “Do you want to buy the master tapes of that series?”
They could be collected.
“Is this how all you rich people act, so bold?”
Lin Baici was speechless.
“If you like, I can even arrange for your aunt’s favorite actors to co for a visit to Nine States, Goryeo.” Kim Myungjin suddenly felt a bit nervous, wondering if Mother Lin would like her, a Korean.
“My mom only watches TV to pass the ti.
She likes the characters in the dramas, not the actors in reality!”
Lin Baici didn’t want to hear Eater God’s comnt anymore because that shiny filter had been thoroughly shattered.
Fifty thousand a night?
Lin Baici earned more than that in two days; he could afford it without a problem.
“Actually, the character I played in ‘Winter Love Letter’ is very similar to my real personality!” Choi Seh-Hyo was panicking now.
She regretted her arrogance—why didn’t she just take a photo earlier?
Now they would have been much closer.
Xiba!
One wrong step and her life had beco a difficult mode.
Choi Seh-Hyo wanted to ask, if I take off my swimsuit for a photo, can it make up for my earlier rudeness?
Shall we find a restroom now for a good chat?
Before Lin Baici could respond, Choi Seh-Hyo took a stand next to him and raised her phone, snapping several selfies in quick succession.
“I heard you guys use WeChat?
I’ll download it and we can add each other as friends.
I’ll send you the photos!”
Securing contact information first, then planning her next steps.
“That’s not necessary!”
Lin Baici didn’t want to add this woman, “Yue Yu, help us take a photo!”
“Okay!”
Hua Yue Yu imdiately stepped back, aid her phone at Lin Baici and Choi Seh-Hyo, and took about a dozen photos.
“Thank you!”
Lin Baici expressed his gratitude.
“Of course, why don’t we add each other as friends?
I could also discuss the characters from the series with your mother.” Choi Seh-Hyo’s acting was quite good, almost on the verge of tears from not getting Lin Baici’s contact information, but still maintaining her grace on the surface.
Lin Baici felt awkward refusing, but Kim Myungjin did not, staring at Choi Seh-Hyo, “Are you very free?”
That single sentence made the almost forty-year-old woman tremble with fear, no longer daring to bother Kim Myungjin, “Enjoy yourselves, I’m going to et so friends.”
Choi Seh-Hyo left tactfully.
Kim Myungjin seed to have waved away a fly, not minding it at all, but her actions had left Choi Seh-Hyo feeling uncertain and filled with regret.
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