Quick Transmigration: Homewrecker System! [BL]

Chapter 317 - 11.9

Han hurriedly texted his current location to Mr. Lee Yongsun and waited patiently. He already contacted his fellow Barista colleague to cover his shift for now because he urged that he had an important practice.

Han waited for about forty five minutes until a tall man in a black suit approached him. Han looked up, and the man asked first, "Are you Kim Haneul?"

"Y—Yes," Han answered, though he was hesitant about this guy's identity.

"Mr. Lee Yongsun wants to meet you. Come with me," Han followed the guy to a black car. There was some hesitation because his gut feeling told him that he fell into a trap intricately woven by Lee Yongsun.

But at the same time, there was no reason for him to leave now because he needed to help Jay as soon as possible.

Thus, Han went inside the car, and the car drove through the evening sunset for more than an hour until they arrived at a mansion quite far from the city. The mansion was heavily guarded, which told Han that Lee Yongsun was not a simple person.

  [Why do I have the feeling that Lee Yongsun is actually quite similar to Long Zhen?]

[Pupa: Hm… based on the data here, they have similar backgrounds, and Long Zhen and Lee Yongsun are both mafias. But Lee Yongsun is more low profiled. He is mostly just an investor over everything, rather than Long Zhen, who is a high profile mafia.]

[Pupa: Though, for the higher ups, Lee Yongsun has always been the mafia in the entertainment industry. And it seems that Lee Yongsun is much more subtle than Long Zhen, stay alert, as always.]

The car door was opened, and the same man said, "Follow me, Mr. Lee has been waiting for you inside."

They passed through the big living room with huge pillars and went straight to a room at the end of the corridor, Lee Yongsun's office.

"Mr. Lee is inside."

[This reminds me so much of Long Zhen's mansion.]

[Pupa: Don't be surprised, after world 9 with Urduk and Erolith, the rest of the world masters are the hardest. They are the most difficult to conquer, also with a hard mission. So, the similar taste might be one of their traits.]

Han pushed the big door slowly and peeked from outside. He saw a handsome but intimidating man who was busy reading a document on his desk, which was probably another contract he handled.

"E—Excuse me, Mr. Lee…" Han greeted hesitatingly.

Lee Yongsun glanced at the door for a second and then continued reading the document again nonchalantly, "Come in."

Han took a deep breath, and he entered the office. He closed the door and approached the beast slowly. "M—Mister Lee, I'm Kim Haneul. You told me to negotiate here about my friend, Im Jaehwa's contract."

Lee Yongsun continued reading for a while, then he put down the document and spared a bit of his attention at Haneul. He didn't seem to have any interest in Han. In fact, he looked bothered rather than expectant.

As if Haneul was just a bug that disturbed his day.

"Since you are here, go and tell me your complaint," Lee Yongsun said in a commanding tone.

Han felt the sweat running on his back. He couldn't even feel his leg as he got too scared. As if he was facing the devil himself. The devil that could pull him down to the deepest hell and enslaved him down there. Han couldn't imagine how scared Jay must be when he faced this guy to sign an evil contract.

"Mr. Lee Yongsun, I've heard from my friend, Jay, that you are giving him a contract with high risk. Although I know that he is a great performer and artist, I think the pressure is too much for him. He is too tense and nervous about everything. Please, Mr. Lee, I beg you to delete that part of the contract—"

"Then, what will I get if I delete that part of the contract? Do you think I am a generous angel who would generously give that young man a contract full of advantage, sponsor, money, the privilege to get the best in the industry without any guarantee for my return?" Lee Yongsun chuckled mirthlessly. "Do you think I'm some kind of guardian angel? Unless you give me a good reason, then I will not entertain your stupid request."

"But… this is about human right…." Han started to deflate under the intimidation of Lee Yongsun. "M—Mister Lee, I know you are a good person, please think about this for a moment. What if my friend, Jaehwa, got too stressed, and it might affect his performance?"

"Then it's his problem, not mine," Lee Yongsuin said. He crossed his arm and looked at Han with an unpleasant stare. "You really think that I care about human right? I care more about my money and investment. If you don't have anything to offer, then you can leave my mansion. You just wasted my time."

[This guy… has an extremely intimidating aura. He is like the devil in a suit. I feel tongue-tied when facing this guy. It made me unable to think straight.]

[Pupa: But are never straight, to begin with.]

[Ha! Thank you for the joke, Pupa. Really help to ease the tension.]

Han got scared due to the intimidation and overwhelming aura of Lee Yongsun. He tried to muster up his courage. He couldn't yield now because this was the only chance for him to save Jay.

"I… I will do anything as long as you remove that part out of his contract, Mr. Lee," Han said unwillingly. He lowered his head because the moment he said that, Lee Yongsun darted his eyes at Yunyu and his gaze deepened.

"Anything? What kind of anything are you talking about?"

"A—Anything that you want, Mr. Lee. As long as my friend is safe…"

Lee Yongsun started observing Han from head to toe for a while, then he smirked full of mockery, "You think you worth something for me?"

"Wha—" Han raised his head immediately. Then he met Lee Yongsun's dark gaze. As if being judged by the devil, "I—I can do anything as long as you remove that—"

"I will not ask twice. You think you have worth in my eyes? Tell me then," Lee Yongsun said.

Han almost broke down in front of Lee Yongsun due to the pressure. Cold sweat already wet his back, and he started trembling, "If… if Mister Lee or other wants my body, I could—"

Lee Yongsun interrupted with a laugh. A mocking laugh that would drown one's courage.

He got up from his seat and walked towards Haneul, who hunched his back out of fear. Han was just 175 centimetres, compared to Lee Yongsun's almost 190 centimetres height. He looked puny.

Lee Yongsun grabbed Haneul's cheeks and clenched it with one hand. He raised Haneul's nervous face and laughed, "Do you think you are worth that much?"

"I—I… I don't know…" Han answered weakly. He felt that his strength disappeared immediately under Lee Yongsun's scrutinizing gaze. That gaze made him unable to think. It was so majestic, intimidating, and… scary, like the devil.

Lee Yongsun smirked and said, "Let me tell you something, you naive little bunny. You are just another young man, thinking he can break the industry with your willpower. You have mediocre dancing, mediocre singing, and your visual is not even worth mentioning."

"Even to your other mediocre friend, Im Jaehwa, you are worth nothing compared to him. Yet, you still have the guts to say that you want to do anything as long as he is safe? What can you do for me?"

"I… I don't… know…" Han felt his body got weaker and weaker as if Lee Yongsun was not a regular man. It felt like… he was the devil himself.

"Do you think I have a lust over your body? I have met with many men and women. You are nothing compared to them. So think twice before saying such a disgusting thing to me, remember."

Lee Yongsun released his hand and sit back on his chair. Haneul slumped on the ground immediately. It was hard for him to breathe, and it made him shivered down to his spine.

Lee Yongsun saw this scene, and his smirk got wider, "But, I can reconsider, of course. Do you really want to sacrifice anything as long as your friend, Im Jaehwa, will not receive that sort of punishment if he fails?"

"Y—Yes…" Han said weakly.

"Then, I will give you a contract. But that contract will not be ready for a week, because this is a special contract. Just be ready to write a sign once you see it," Lee Yongsun said.

"B—But…" Han had a very bad feeling about this. "I—It's not going to harm me, right? My human right will not be taken if I sign it, right?" Han asked anxiously.

"I see that you still have a doubt in your heart," Lee Yongsun leaned on his chair. "I give you a week to reconsider, and after that, I will show you the contract. Remember, you only have one chance to say yes or no later."

Han had a lost expression on his face. He didn't know what to say and how to react. Lee Yongsun called his subordinates, and Han was taken out of the office.

Lee Yongsun stared at the door. He licked his lips full of appetite.

"What a delicious feast I will be getting soon. All according to plan."