In 2013, the last day of the end of the year, at night, rain. Street lights stretched the raindrops. At this time, a pure white "Aston Martin one-77" parked at the exit of Incheon Airport attracted the attention of countless people. This car with a limited number of 77 vehicles worldwide, worth nearly 10 billion won, is known as a mobile luxury villa.

"Who is so awesome? I bought this car?"

"Worry, no matter who bought it, you can't afford to offend it. If you accidentally scratch the paint, then congratulations, you can become a slave to the car owner because you can't afford to pay for it in your lifetime."

"Ah~~! Didn't you see that the people standing next to the car are all fierce and evil? Let's stay away. You can tell at a glance that they are not kind people."

Just as everyone was watching five or six meters away from this "mobile villa", a group of people in black suits walked out to isolate the distance from the airport door to the luxury car door. They looked very scary. And everyone had a walkie-talkie on their ears.

"Safe, you can ask the young master to come out."

After a leader said this on the walkie-talkie on his ear, he looked at the surroundings with his sharp eyes like an eagle.

At the same time, the automatic door of the airport opened, and a young man walked out in a straight suit, loosened the tie and the buttons of the neck, pulled the tie on his neck, and unbuttoned the outer buttons of the suit.

"Oh, who, give me a cigarette."

A middle-aged man following the side immediately stepped forward, "Young master, aren't you smoking? It's cold outside, you're wearing a coat." When the middle-aged uncle was about to put a windbreaker hanging on his arm on the 'Young master', the young master waved his hand and ruthlessly interrupted his movements. "Touch me, give me a cigarette, don't you understand what I said? I'm speaking Korean, right?"

Immediately, a man with a walkie-talkie came up and took out a pack of red Marlboro and a Zhibao lighter on his body and bowed and presented it with his hands.

The young man took the cigarette and took it into his mouth. The fire broke out. The young man lit the cigarette and took a deep breath. Wait until the choking tobacco smell spread all over the chest and lungs, he vomited out the smoke that was not much left.

The blue smoke mixed with cold breath was spit out, and perhaps the young man calmed down a little. He turned sideways and looked at the Korean inside the airport, smiling?

The smile is complicated, no one knows what this smile actually means?

When he turned around, the lights of the airport were imprinted on his face, allowing many people to see the appearance of this "young master". The edges and corners clearly show the man's fortitude. His bright eyes cooperated with the moment his frown brows were a hint of coldness and oppression. Perhaps it was the aura of a person who had been in the upper hand for a long time.

He was about 180 years old, with a well-proportioned figure out of a suit, short black hair, and a charming dimples under the lamp, which made people unable to tell whether he was a devil or an angel.

The beauty of the firmness mixed with dimples is a bit confusing. It is hard to tell whether he has a stronger male aura or a more beautiful manly aura. In short, it is okay to describe him as handsome or beautiful.

He is handsome if he doesn't laugh, but he is beautiful if he smiles. If Song Joong-ki is described as beautiful, then this man smiles more beautifully than Song Joong-ki. If Song Seung-heon is described as handsome, then this man smiles more handsomely than Song Seung-heon if he doesn't smile.

His appearance is a contradiction.

This 'Young Master' stood outside the airport and took a deep breath of cigarettes. He bounced the cigarette butts with one hand and put the cigarette and lighter in his hand into his pocket. He didn't even look at the person beside him and reached out to "car key."

"Young Master, please go home early. Company..." The middle-aged uncle muttered and gave the key to this super sports car.

Who knew that before he finished speaking, the young man took the car key and walked towards the sports car in diameter. The middle-aged uncle immediately held up an umbrella and chased after him, covering the hazy drizzle falling from the sky.

The street lights at this time dragged him and their figures very long...

The young master got into the driver's seat and started the car. The light at the rear of the sports car was on, and then a super-strong engine roared, and the sports car left.

The security guards isolated from the airport immediately gathered on the side of the road, followed three Bentleys and three business cars parked on the side of the road, and quickly got on the bus and chased the road where the sports car left.

When such a scene disappears, the time for the airport to be "stopped" flows. "Who is that young master? It's so stylish. I've never heard of such a rich man in our country."

"Wow, that young master is so handsome. If you marry him, I guess you will be very popular and spicy for the rest of your life."

"A handsome, rich, perfect man, very much!"

Just as everyone was talking about the scenes seen in front, a nanny car drove over and parked at the door. At this time, six beautiful women walked out, "Oni, why did the airport restrict us from coming out just now?"

"How do I know? It seems that some big shot is coming to Korea. Didn't you see all the security guards go out?"

"Are you a big man? So strong? Is it the national leader? Well... there is indeed this possibility. The airport seemed to be martial law just now."

Just as they were talking about it, they left the airport gate, and heard someone calling out, "Tara, it's Tara, Ji Yeon, So Yeon, Salanghehe!!"

Just after a man screamed, another abrupt voice came out, "Ah, don't you be crazy? What are they going to care about? He learned to exclude others just because he became famous?"

Tara and his men pretended not to hear it, and lowered their heads and got into the nanny car and left the airport.

...

There are very few people on the streets in Seoul late at night. Because it is cold, it is very cold. In addition, it is raining again, everyone is willing to enjoy the heat brought by floor heating at home. Who is willing to come out and enjoy the biting cold wind?

But the more deserted the streets, the easier it is to seduce some people to go on dates. For example, artists, most of them choose to meet in sparsely populated places (outside places) or in cars late at night.

At this time, a underground garage in a community came out. There was a man and a woman on the Hyundai SUV. The woman asked the man, "Oppa, have you bought the movie ticket?"

"Of course, it was 1:30 in the morning. By the way, Yoona, did you tell my family about the matter between us today?"

"I said, I said that Li Shengji and Oppa were dating, and my father thought you were pretty good. Otherwise, he wouldn't allow me to come out at this time."

Lee Seung-ki smiled sweetly when she heard this, and glanced at Lin Yun'er tenderly, then drove the car seriously.

The man and woman in the car are Lee Seung-ki who had just dated and Girls' Generation Lin Yoona.

However, when Lee Seung-ki came to pick up Lin Yuna just now, he was photographed by a reporter who was on duty. The two of them were really in love, so they didn't know what they were photographed.

As an artist, both of them are very busy at work and there are not many opportunities to meet. Especially when Lin Yuna is filming the TV series "Prime Minister and Me" at this time, the two have fewer meetings.

Moreover, the girl’s Generation store, Lin Yuna and variety show emperor Lee Seung-ki are both very popular. Even if they date, they can only engage in underground love secretly and dare not make it public.

When Lin Yuner and Lee Seung-ki's cars were driving at a intersection, they heard a roar of the engine from far to near. Lee Seung-ki was also watching everywhere where the roaring vehicle was. Will it speed?

At this time, a pure white sports car rushed from their right. Li Shengji looked at the super long nose and super bright high beam lights, and he pouted. He immediately turned on the turning lights and prepared to travel with this sports car.

At this moment, the sports car had no intention of slowing down, nor did it mean to see his turn lights turn on. When Li Shengji found something was wrong, his front of the car had already "knowing" the body of the super sports car.

At the intersection, he kissed someone's car body and he was responsible for it.

A harsh brake sounded, and the supercar stopped five or six meters in front of Li Shengji's SUV. The two cars stopped in the middle of the road.

After the car stopped, the 'Young Master' took out a cigarette and said in a fluent Chinese, "I'm really bad. I'll encounter some weird things when I drive when I take a plane. What's going on now? I bought a watch last year."

Just as the young master was complaining and smoking, the door of the SUV driver's seat opened, and a man with a hat and mask came over and knocked on the window of the sports car driver's seat.

"That, I'm sorry. I didn't pay attention. I'll leave my number for you. Can you drive it to repair it first, and I'll pay you the repair fee at that time."

‘Swish~~~’The car window fell, and the young master was holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the man with a hat and mask. “Who are you? Are you very familiar with you? Wait until the police come and deal with it.”

"Well, I said, can you settle it privately? I'll just pay your repair fee. Or will I accompany you a new car?"

"You? Accompany me a new car? Can you afford it? If I were you, check my model online first. Don't pretend to be in front of me. Are you pretending to be a big deal? Look at it yourself, remember this car, you have the model." The young master took out his phone and enlarged the fonts found on the phone.

‘Aston Martin one-77, limited to 77 units worldwide. All taxes are paid, with a total value of 9.15 billion won. It can be called a mobile luxury villa with a quota of one unit in South Korea.’
Chapter completed!