The False Bride of the Mafia
Chapter 27: Master Lu's Plan
The noise from her backyard made Nara sleep a little disturbed. The girl pulled up her blanket and got out of her bed and walked to the balcony of her room. From where he stands today, Nara sees his father playing basketball with a handsome young man who must be Zian.
Her body was wrapped in a plain white sleeveless shirt that followed her burly curves, and black pants below the knees.
Nara's gaze was not one bit separated from that handsome figure. Nara looked at him with an inexplicable gaze, her burly body soaked in sweat making some of her blonde hair fall on her forehead. How handsome and full of charm.
Nara shakes. He soon realized from his crazy mind. "What I was thinking. Conscious Nara, conscious. You shouldn't fall in love with that cold young man!!" Nara patted her own cheek. Then the girl got up from the balcony and went back to her room.
After washing your face and brushing your teeth. Nara went to the kitchen and found the mother who was busy preparing breakfast. The girl picked up an apple on the dinner table and walked over to Lady William.
"The smell is so delicious, Mama cook what?" Ask Nara.
"Mama heard Zian really likes sauteed spicy sweet sour shrimp. So Mama prepared her favorite meal." Answer Mrs William.
Nara pinched her lips. "Actually who's Mama's son, me or him? Why is it all him, him and him. Just make me envious," Nara grumbled in annoyance. His mother put Zian first in everything than he did.
"Don't go too far!! Zian is a guest in this house, while you're the host. So of course Zian should take precedence. Already, don't nag anymore, quickly help Mama compose cooked food on the table."
Nara clucked. While stomping her feet, the girl brought the food to the dining table. And even more annoying, than all the food cooked this morning. There is only one favorite food Nara cooked by Lady William. Because almost everything is Zian's favorite food.
The chatter of two men coming from the back porch caught his attention. The father walked along with Zian to enter the house. They had just finished playing basketball, despite being almost 5 heads up, but Mr. William was still very adept at playing basketball despite not being as agile as he used to be.
Glucke...
Nara swallowed her saliva to look at Zian who was so hot this morning. She wears a sleeveless shirt with sweat flooding all over her body, which makes her look, errr. Hurriedly Nara threw her face in the other direction, wherever you go do not make eye contact with Zian.
Zian approached Nara then sat down on the chair beside her standing up. "Can you pour me some water?" Pinta Zian on the bride.
"No, just space itself. You spoiled!!"
"Why, isn't it spoiled for the wife-to-be?" Zian chimed. Seringai looks imprinted on his Kiss able.
"Don't say any more nonsense. It's a drink." Nara handed Zian a glass of water.
Being seduced like that by Zian made Nara become misbehaved and nervous to death. And I don't know since when a cold young man like Zian can say nonsense to seduce women, and it seems Nara is really an exception for Zian.
"Nara, this afternoon we return to Korea. We've been here too long, you should get back to work, too." Zian said turned serious.
Then Nara sat down opposite Zian."Yeah, that's what I was thinking, too. I was gonna want to talk about this with you. But thank goodness you talked about it first. I told Mama and Papa last night that we'd both be back in Korea soon." His word.
Zian nodded. "Yes, I'm taking a shower." Zian patted Nara's brown head and left just like that. The girl touched her own head which had just been patted by Zian.
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"I want you to get rid of the person in this photo. His name is Zian Lu, the address is already on the back of the photo. It's your pay, and the rest I give you after you've successfully completed the task I've been given."
Master Lu threw a fairly thick brown envelope at the three men in front of him. He ordered the three of them to get rid of and finish off Zian. The goal is only one, so that Devan does not insist on sharing his inheritance with his sister.
Master Lu was truly unwilling that his possessions should be shared equally between Devan and Zian even though they were both his biological son and his flesh and blood. Because from the beginning Zian was nothing to Master Lu and his late wife.
"Isn't this your doctor's son, sir? Why do you want him dead, don't you love him so much?!"
Master Lu shook his head. "No, he's not Devan. But his twin sister, his name is Zian. You must not get the wrong person, because the faces of Zian and Devan won are very difficult to distinguish. What distinguishes the two of them is the style and color of their hair. So take a good look at the person in the photo!!" Pinta Master Lu.
It is absolutely true what Master Lu said. The faces of Zian and Devan won were hard to distinguish, and what could distinguish the two of them was just his appearance alone. Zian prefers dark clothing, while Devan likes light-colored clothing, such as white and navy blue.
"Good, Sir. We understand, then we go first."
The young man hurriedly left and moved away from the front door when he saw three of his father's men leaving the room. That young man who was none other than Devan had heard all of what they were talking about in there.
And Devan did not expect that his father would go that far to achieve his goal. However, Devan is unlikely to stay silent and let Zian be in danger, he will stop his father's crazy deeds before it's too late.
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Ting...
A short message went into Zian's phone. Zian grabbed his phone that was on the table, and Devan's name adorned his brightly lit phone screen. Then Zian opened the message out of curiosity why Devan sent him the message.
"Zian, wherever you are. Take good care of yourself. Papa wants your death, he sends people to finish you off. This is all I can tell you."
It's more or less like that's the message Devan sent Zian. Zian really did not expect that his father would go this far. But he wasn't scared there once, because Zian would finish them off first before he could touch them. They've been looking for the wrong people.
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Seriate.
