My Destiny Is Mr. Zhao

Me? A Monk?!

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sorry I changed the cover of this novel again ya😭 because the author felt if the cover that the author used before was a lot of use😭

So I put on a fortuitous cover of the original character from Zhao Yoan Ti En from her short drama MV.😊

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Haara pushing Yoan's body pushed the man away.

"Yohan! It's a public place! What if someone hears!" haara closed her face in embarrassment.

"Hm? They won't understand our language, AtHaara. You are so forgetful." teased Joan.

Haara wanted to shout, she was too stupid to give back an excuse, now she also looked stupid in front of the man.

Joan laughed at the girl's behavior.

"TuQII."

Yoan looked at the waiter who was carrying the ordered food herself and Haara.

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It was late in the evening, but the sky was still bright.

Yoan had just finished her bath, she came out of the bathroom using her bathrobe.

he looked at Haara who was preparing the clothes she was going to wear tonight.

"Wear this alone, it looks more cool." exclaimed Haara.

Yoan smiled she rubbed Haara happy hair.

"Thank you." cried Yoan softly and sincerely.

Haara nodded happily.

Joan brought clothes into the bathroom to change.

a few minutes later it passed, though,

the man's phone rang, causing Haara to shift her focus on the man's phone.

Haara picked up the phone while stepping into the bathroom door.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Yoan, someone called you."

Before long the door opened, the man took his cell phone which the girl had thrust and raised the call.

Haara was amazed to see the appearance of the man, looks very handsome~

Black hair that did not completely cover the man's real bright brown hair, Yoan deliberately did not shine completely black hair.

"AtHaara." call Yoan after ending the call.

"Yes?" sahut Haara broke his reverie.

"My uncle is downstairs." exclaimed Yoan.

"ah! yes have met your uncle, later I follow down." said Haara.

"All right."

The cup!

Haara fell silent as Yoan kissed her forehead.

"i'm waiting for you in the lobby huh." exclaimed Yoan smiling.

Haara held back her smile and nodded

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Yoan smiled as she was in the elevator, she could not stop smiling as she recalled the adorable face of the girl.

Ting!

Yoan buttoned her suit button and stepped out of the elevator,

"Ji agento.(uncle.)" said Yoan,

The uncle stood up from the sofa in the lobby,

The uncle smiled happily and threw a hug at Yoan.

Longing speech was thrown from the mouth of the uncle for him, Yoan was very happy to hear the words of the uncle to him.

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Ting!

Haara sighed from her mouth, she stepped out of the elevator with a way to settle down.

"Why can he forget to wear his sih~ tie" exclaimed Haara holding the man's tie in dark gray.

Haara peered out from behind the wall,

The man was talking to a middle-aged man, he assured that the middle-aged man was his uncle.

"Uncle Yoan bule turned out." murmured Haara.

The girl stepped out of the main door of the apartment.

It was as if the middle-aged man was picking up the phone, and where Yoan is focusing on a book that he read for the discussion of the new technology exhibition event that he will present in front of the nanfi media crew.

"Stt! Yooooaaaan~" call Haara whispering hide behind a wall.

Yoan searched for the origin of the voice, her gaze stopped on the girl peering behind the wall that exposed the girl's eyes only.

Haara waved to him.

"When did he pass?" yoan muttered softly.

The girl disappeared from his sight.

"where's your wife? I want to meet her.

(Where's your wife? I want to meet him.)" exclaimed the uncle.

"my wife is outside, she is waiting outside.

(My wife's outside, she's waiting outside.)"

"Inside??"

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Yoan and uncle stepped out, Yoan's step stopped when he saw Haara who was walking round with a relaxed step near the road.

Yoan is stunned by Haara who has not noticed her and her uncle's presence.

"Is she your wife??(she's your wife??)" ask the uncle.

"Yes, she is my wife.(yes, she is my wife.)" said Yoan enchanted.

"She is really very beautiful." amazed the uncle.

"Yeah, I know that. (yeah, I know that.)" said Yoan proudly.

Yoan focused on the girl's clothes.

"Did you and your wife freely wear the same color? very sweet's.

(did you and your wife deliberately wear the same color? very sweet.)" praised the uncle.

Yoan held back her smile seeing the color of Haara's dress and the suit she wore the same color.

(assume the color is the same, okay😂?)

Haara realized Yoan's arrival and the uncle bowed his body saluting the uncle exactly.

"No, We shin AtHaara Martin." cried Haara stiffly.

The uncle chuckled in anxiety with Haara looking stiff at him.

Yoan chuckles at Haara who doesn't understand what her uncle is saying to her.

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Bruk!

The sound of the car door closing sounded.

Yoan looked at Haara deeply.

Haara who was looked at like that by Yoan felt wrong.

"Why look at me like that??" asked Haara nervously.

"I shouldn't have bought you make up" exclaimed Yoan.

"Why is that??" wonder Haara.

"The makeup you're wearing is a disaster for me." said Yoan.

"Disaster??"

"Yes, there must be a lot of men who glanced at you and looked in awe at you." exclaimed Yoan looking at Haara sharply.

"You mean ... I'm wearing too thick makeup huh Yoan??" ask Haara plain.

"No, that's not what I mean." exclaimed Yoan throwing away his gaze.

"Then what the hell??" confused Haara.

"You look more beautiful, it scares me if a lot of men admire and see how beautiful you are" said Yoan slowly.

Haara restrained her smile, she looked at Yoan who looked embarrassed as she said she was beautiful.

"Regarding your dress, did you deliberately choose the same color as the color of my suit?" tanya Yoan raised her next to his eyebrows.

"Why throw away your face, hm?" tanya Yoan tried to look at Haara.

"I-I just choose!" sahut Haara.

"Huh? Really it?? The dubious answer." exclaimed Yoan seriously.

Haara closed her eyes tightly, should not she wear a dress that she deliberately equated the same color as the man's suit.

He felt that Joan did not like him.

"I like it, I like it a lot." exclaimed Yoan.

Haara looked at Yoan in surprise.

Yoan frowned seeing that the girl's expression looked strange.

"What's wrong?" ask Yoan.

"I want to ask, you answer honestly." exclaimed Haara looking at Yoan seriously.

Yoan who heard it also took it seriously.

"Well, what do you want to ask??" ask Yoan seriously.

"You are that ... Ex-monk huh?"

CTAZZ!!

Yoan was stunned to hear that, the man subconsciously opened his mouth in disbelief with the girl's words.

"I? Monk?!" surprised Yoan rounded his eyes.

Haara nodded steadily looking at Yoan seriously.

"Wait wait! why do you have such thoughts on me???" I can't believe Yoan.

"Because you can always guess my mind!" sahut Haara's.

"Huh??!"

"Honest answer! You're a monk, aren't you??" sue Haara.

Yoan never thought of getting such accusations from his wife.

"Are you joking?? That's not really funny." exclaimed Yoan seriously.

"Where are you ascetic?? You were living in Japan then, were you imprisoned on Mount Fuji??" ask Haara.

"Hey hey hey, stop it! I just guessed the contents of your mind that just happened to be true." said Yoan seriously

"lik! you love to guess right in my mind! it's okay to be honest if you're an ex-monk, Yoan!" haara insisted.

"I . not . former . a . Monk." said Yoan firmly and with great emphasis.

"Ahh~ are you still a monk?" ask Haara again.

Yoan sighed rough while massaging her temples dizzy.

"AtHaara." cried Yoan seriously.

"Hm?"

Yoan moved her head towards Haara closer.

"Eh? Wanna what?? There's a driver!" haara cried out.

"Look at my face, does it look like a monk?" asked Yoan sharply.

Haara blinked her eyes.

"if your head is bare you look like a monk." said Haara.

Yoan emghela breathed rough.

"If I were a monk there would be no way I would have hair, because being a Monk having hair is a prohibition." Yoan explained sharply.

Haara confirmed the man's words, the man was right.

The man's face looks no image like a Monk, the man's face looks do not describe the figure of a Monk in general.

'he doesn't deserve to be a monk, because his face is sinister.' Haara's inner.

Haara looked at Yoan doubtfully, the man staring at her flatly.

"Still doubting I'm a monk??" asked Yoan sharply.

"Huh?" haara Gelagap.

Yoan pulled Haara's chin trying to dodge her gaze.

"Still suspecting your husband is a monk, hm?" ask Yoan inside.

"Ti-no Yoan, sorry." said Haara feeling guilty.

Yoan rewinded her body leaning back while sighing in a rough manner.

"A monk can read minds? I'm a Monk? Are you making new history about me?" yoan was still not expecting.

"Yes I don't know, as far as a monk is great, some can do things like magic and things that not everyone can, they are amazing! how do I know they can't read minds." said Haara felt guilty for accusing Yoan.

Haara stole a glance at Yoan, the man's face looked out of mood.

His guilt grew on that man.

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The car is parked in an underground parking lot,

Haara smiled faintly at the driver who opened the door for her,

He hesitated to approach the man.

It looks like the man is stepping over and tidying up his suit and talking to his uncle.

'Yoan seems to be angry with me.' Haara's inner sadness.

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Yoan frowned feeling something was missing.

"Where's Haara?" guan Yoan searched, he twisted his body seeing the girl stepping doubtfully towards him.

"Hahh, I thought you were on the side ..."

"Yoan is angry with me?" ask Haara doubtfully.

"Anged?" asked Yoan confused.

"About that I accuse you of being a ... Monk." cried Haara scared.

Yoan sighed, she did not expect that her girl was so easy to think if she was angry with him.

"No, I'm not angry." said Yoan rubbed Haara's cheeks gently.

"I'm sorry I accused you of not-no, huh?" feeling guilty Haara.

"I'm not angry, hey~" exclaimed Yoan cupping Haara's cheeks.

"..."

"Gear me." - Yoan.

Haara looked into the man's eyes.

"I'm not mad at you for that, don't think negatively, okay?" yoan's exclaim convinced Haara.

"Aren't you angry?" ask Haara doubtfully.

Yoan nodded, though,

"I'm not angry, I assume that your accusation was a joke, don't think about it?" yoan's smile was gentle.

Haara nodded.

"What's wrong?"

Yoan and Haara looked at the confused uncle.

"It's nothing." said Yoan, smiling thinly at his uncle.

"Let's go in."

"ah! wait up! I just remembered! You forgot to wear a tie!" remember Haara.

"Dasi??"

"Yes, look at this." exclaimed Haara brandishing the man's tie.

"Ah, yes I forgot." remember the man.

"Ji agore(paman) wait a minute." exclaimed Yoan told the uncle to wait.

The uncle also gave instructions to the guard in the suit to wait.

Yoan looked at Haara meaningfully, while the girl he was looking at looked wrong.

"If it's like that I want you to wear it for me." whispered Yoan.

"Huh?! Ta-but here ..."

"Get me the tie, Lady Zhao." exclaimed Yoan looking at Haara expectantly.

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