304.Breathtaking View

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Lisa finished watching the video of her second sister being beaten up alive. She felt thoroughly thrilled.

Eunha, this cheap wench. No matter how much she got back at her, even if she eventually died, it would never be enough.

Unfortunately, she learned from Tzuyu’s messages that after Eunha lost consciousness, Lilan brought bodyguards with her and rescued her from the crowd’s clutches. She was then taken to the hospital. God knows if she had died yet.

In Tzuyu’s message, she called her a ‘good person’? Lisa felt somewhat guilty about this compliment.

If she had not instructed Jackson to broadcast and amplify the matter of Eunha pretending to be Jungkook’s fiancée, the great Jing Hua University’s star student and everyone’s goddess, Eunha, would not have had such a horrifying fall.

She had chosen not to explain for so long precisely to ensure Eunha would be thoroughly doomed.

If she were to be called a good person, it was likely that the entire world would not have any evil.

Of course, she would never harm an innocent.

She had thought of performing a humiliating show of begging Jungkook to restore her name.

She never expected that…

The tyrannical and powerful Jeon Jungkook actually had such a warm side to him. There was completely no need for her to beg him.

The grand event of ‘Warming Jing Hua University With Love’ moved her thoroughly.

She turned to the side and looked out of the window. She took in the scenery outside.

At this moment, the sun was about to set. The entire sky had been stained red weaved with patches of orange, light blue, yellow and purple. It made for a dazzling and stunning sight!

She looked downwards. There were countless high-rise buildings in the city and they were beginning to twinkle against the evening sky. The sight was evidence that the city was flourishing.

It was no wonder that Jungkook often travelled by his helicopter. Not only was it fast, the scenery was also this outstanding.

The propeller noise was slightly loud. Both Lisa and Jungkook were not wearing noise-cancelling headphones.

He was in the midst of reading through a document rapidly.

She glanced at the title of the document and realised that it was an important project the Sheng Shi Group was handling.

Although he was high up in the air and was the Jeon family’s only heir, he was also the responsible CEO of a giant conglomerate.

Throughout the period he had been abroad, it was likely that countless crucial documents had stacked up and were awaiting his perusal. Otherwise, he would not be scanning through them even whilst travelling between places.

She took in his cold, handsome features. His pupils were distant and as dark as ink. His nose was thin and sharp, and his lips were slightly pink and thin. His charisma could not be denied and regardless of the angle, he was outstandingly handsome!

She really wished she could throw herself into his arms. She had missed him dearly the entire time he had been absent.

However, she did not wish to disrupt his work.

She struggled over this dilemma for a while before deciding to sit quietly by his side.

Jungkook sensed that her gaze was focused on him. He remained expressionless as he quickly signed the documents in his hands.

She felt that it wasn’t good to continue watching him. After all, most of Sheng Shi Group’s documents were managed by the people under him.

The ones that had reached him were surely very important.

If she accidentally saw something she shouldn’t have…

She shifted her gaze away and sat properly.

Jungkook was depressed. It had been a long time since she last met, yet she was unwilling to even take an extra glance at him.

In the past, she had stopped him from declaring her status as his fiancée countless times. Could it be that she still longed for Mingyu?

[Shit Lisa, what did you do to make Jungkook feel so insecure.]

At the thought of this, his gaze abruptly turned enraged. The entire cabin seemed to be covered in frost.

Lisa was confused. Why was he suddenly angry?

She glanced at the high-class wooden tea table in front of them.

There was a pot of tea and a single cup on it.

Her cup was not prepared. Clearly, it had been a last minute decision for her to board the helicopter.

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