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After a few seconds, Feng's caretaker walked up from the entrance to approach his master who was sitting on the sofa.
"Master, about the stewardship of the marriage certificate you requested. Looks like it needs to be retreated, up to four months more. Due to the virus that is being spread in several countries, including Korea. One of the appeals of the government is not to make a crowd and avoid it first at this time. If you insist on having a wedding this week, there may be no invited guests at your wedding. Because, the people here will definitely choose to avoid the crowd to prevent the transmission of the dangerous virus". Clearly manager Feng, detailed.
"Yes, I know about the plague. But, if you have to wait for four more months. Emm .. isn't it too long?". Djordi was doubtful.
"I'm sorry, if my question is presumptuous. But, is Master going to marry Miss Bae? If true. In the space of four months, Miss Bae will graduate and she is already a scholar. I suggest that you can wait a little while longer. In those four months, you can use it to get Miss Bae interested in you, and apply when she graduates". Clearly manager Feng.
Djordi lowered his head slowly, frowning and shrinking his eyes. Thinking carefully, the advice from that Feng manager.
"Hm". Djordi took his breath a little heavy, and threw it away.
"All right, that's a great idea. I just need to be patient for the next few months". Her speech.
"But how did you know I was going to marry Bae Nana? Does it seem very clear, my attitude to him?". Djordi asked, leaning his back.
Manager Feng lowered his head. He answered the question with a big smile, looking shy.
"That's it. Where is Mr Sen? Have him get the car ready, I'll go to the office to take care of some paperwork". Declared.
"Sir Sen, you've been waiting outside since, sir". Said the Feng manager.
Then Djordi walked outside, and got into the car.
The car is running normally.
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A few hours had passed, and the sky had turned dark.
Nana walks into the house towards the kitchen, with a few packs of groceries in her hand.
He just took off all the clothes Djordi had ordered, just now.
Then, Nana took out the beef from the refrigerator and started cooking the groceries she had chosen at the supermarket.
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Djordi's car stopped in front of his house. He has finished his work.
As Djordi walked into the door of his house, he accidentally saw Nana in the kitchen window that was left open. Apparently, Nana was pacing back and forth, because she was cooking dinner for him.
Djordi turned his steps to the kitchen window, because the figure of the woman in the kitchen made his curious soul stir. He did not enter his house.
Djordi slowed his pace, slipping as he reached the kitchen window. Manager Feng who had just walked out from the door of the house, was astonished. Seeing the behavior of his master who settles, like he will catch the thief.
What is young master doing? (In caretaker Feng, curious).
Then, Manager Feng approached Djordi who was being seen peering at someone at the window.
"Sir, what are you .. "
"Std.. Keep your voice down !!". Djordi covered the mouth of the Feng manager with his right hand.
Djordi watched carefully the figure of the woman he craved was slicing onions by lowering his head.
Loh, didn't I see wrong? Does Nana seem to be crying? (Djordi murmured in his heart, peeking out from behind the window).
Both eyes of Djordi shrieked, ascertaining whether his conjecture was correct or not.
In the view of Djordi. Seen, Nana was wiping tears that dripped on the skin of her cheeks. Nana pulled the pajamas she was wearing, then closed her eyes behind them.
"It turns out it was true what I thought, Nana was crying !! Who would dare make my woman cry like that?". Djordi Mumbled.
Manager Feng frowned, as he accidentally heard the mutter that his master said.
"Feng ! You find out and push it to completion . who dares to make Nana sad, until she cries like that. If the person is a senior or from the top, destroy the company. Make them live in hell". Says, whispers.
Djordi's face was very serious as he moved from his peeking experiment. Then he quickly entered the door of his house.
"Ah? That's not how Mr .. "
"You know, I don't like people who dispute my orders". His growl was at Manager Feng.
Manager Feng fell silent, and smiled slightly. Holding laughter. While following his master's footsteps from behind.
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