pjbooks Chapter 44 You Can't Take Him Away Yet
Chapter 44 You Can't Take Him Away Yet
Sana Minatosaki got home around 8 p.m.
I was supposed to go to Japan this week for a business trip, but I'm stuck in Indonesia and my return date is uncertain, so I had to cancel the planned activities.
So she chose the earliest flight in the afternoon and returned to Seoul as soon as possible.
She had just finished taking a hot shower and hadn't even dried her hair when a phone call came in.
"Excuse me, are you Ms. Sana Minatozaki?"
"I am."
"I'm the driver for the Prime Minister's office. I'll be there in about ten minutes. Would it be convenient for you to come downstairs and meet Secretary Dao Xun?"
Prime Minister, driver, Jeong Do-hoon, downstairs...
When several keywords were combined, Sana Minatozaki couldn't understand them.
Having lived in South Korea for so many years, after a long time, she once again exclaimed "Eh?" because she didn't understand.
Does he mean to send Jeong Do-hoon to him?
This doesn't make sense, does it?
Sana Minato glanced down at the loose bathrobe, then, without even drying her hair, quickly slipped into a dress back in her room.
Just as she was about to leave, the doorbell rang.
Was the driver moving too fast, or was it that you were taking too long to choose and change your clothes?
Sana Minatozaki looked through the peephole and confirmed that it was indeed Jung Do-hoon, along with a middle-aged man around forty years old.
"I have delivered the scribe Dao Xun, so I will not disturb you any longer."
The driver left a message, glanced meaningfully at Jung Do-hoon who was leaning on Minatozaki Sana's shoulder, looked at her again, and then turned and left.
This caused great distress for Sana Minatozaki.
Zheng Daoxun was already tall and strong, over 1.8 meters tall, and his body was very muscular. When he fell on her, he pressed her back several steps before she could barely find her balance.
"Do-hoon-ssi... Jung Do-hoon?"
Sana Minatozaki originally thought that she would hardly have any more contact with Jung Do-hoon, but who would have thought that she would see this man appear in front of her again as if by fate after she got home and took a shower?
It was so similar to the scene when the two first met.
"Miannei, be careful next time, I definitely won't drink so much again..." Jung Do-hoon smelled her wet hair, his strong and slender arms wrapped around Minatozaki Sana's slender waist, and led her a few steps into the living room before sitting down on the sofa.
Sana Minatozaki was also pulled along and fell directly into his arms.
His breath, carrying the scent of alcohol, brushed against Sana Minatozaki's forehead and earlobes, making her feel flustered and uneasy.
But why... did she not feel any aversion to this man who had barged into her home?
What exactly happened?
It took her a lot of effort to push Zheng Daoxun away, creating some distance between them, and look at this man who was so drunk he couldn't distinguish reality.
"Go and run some hot water for me, I want to take a bath." Zheng Daoxun seemed to have regained some consciousness.
But to say he was sober, this man clearly considered this his own home.
But to say he was not sober, he could even stagger to find the kettle, boil a pot of water for himself, and skillfully hang his suit jacket on the coat rack in the entryway, just like he was at home.
"Go back to the sofa and rest first." Sana Minato blinked helplessly and gently guided him back to sit on the sofa.
Jung Do-hoon, what's wrong with you...?
His coat rolled off the coat rack, and Sana Minatozaki, slipping on her slippers, squatted down and straightened the suit jacket again.
She definitely couldn't let Zheng Daoxun stay overnight, but given how suddenly things had happened, she really hadn't figured out how to deal with him yet.
As soon as Sana Minato turned around, she saw that Jung Do-hoon had already unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt.
The situation is rapidly spiraling in a direction that Sana Minatozaki could neither imagine nor comprehend.
In this situation, the only option is to call the agent, right?
Would calling the police be of any use? The person who just brought him back claimed to be a driver from the Prime Minister's office.
If calling the police causes trouble, Sana Minatozaki can't afford to take that responsibility.
After much hesitation, Sana Minatozaki finally made up her mind and was about to dial Lee Sang-won's number when the cell phone on the coffee table rang.
It must have been Jung Do-hoon's family who called to check on him since he hadn't returned yet.
Sana Minatozaki let out a long breath and picked up Jung Do-hoon's phone—
The caller's contact name only added to the confusion in her mind.
"Yeji, what brings you on the phone?"
"Sana sunbaenim?" Hwang Yeji asked cautiously on the other end of the phone, "What's Dohoon oppa doing with you?"
Who should Sana Minatozaki ask this question? The person who could answer is currently lying on the sofa, completely drunk and unconscious.
She gave a wry smile, feeling frustrated. "I don't know either. I just arrived in Seoul tonight and just finished showering when Dohoon was already driven to my doorstep."
"Anyway, I'll come over first."
Sana Minatozaki thought it was better not to let Hwang Yeji take Jung Do-hoon away directly.
It's absolutely not about doubting the relationship between Jung Do-hoon and Hwang Ye-ji.
She simply felt that it was better to finish what you started.
Jung Do-hoon inexplicably reappeared at her doorstep. She still had a lot of questions waiting for him to answer, so why did he let Hwang Yee-ji take him away again?
Besides... if something goes wrong on the way, can Sana Minatozaki take responsibility for it?
Zheng Daoxun's arrival here was at least voluntary on his own initiative.
"Sana-senpai?" Huang Lizhi's voice came again, interrupting Minatozaki Sana's thoughts.
Hey, if Hwang Ye-ji is willing to come, that would be fine too?
At least Sana Minatozaki can talk to someone who is sober and try to find out what happened in the middle.
I'll send you the address.
"Okay, I'm coming over now."
Huang Lizhi copied the address into the ride-hailing app and rushed out the door: "Ya Xian, wait for me here for a while, I'm going to pick up your oppa."
"Wait, why were you mentioning Sana again?" Zheng Yaxian asked, completely confused.
She vaguely remembered that Jung Do-hoon had joked with her, saying that he had Minatozaki Sana's contact information.
At the time, Ya-Hsien thought that Jung Do-Hsun was just joking.
Who knows if it's true?
"I don't know either." Huang Lizhi shook his head.
The taxi arrived at Sana Minatozaki's residence half an hour later.
When Sana Minatozaki opened the door, her hair was a little messy and fell down wetly.
"Sana-senpai." Hwang Ye-ji leaned forward slightly, but his gaze went past her and landed on Jung Do-hoon, who was lying on the sofa.
How did we end up drinking at Sana's house?
She... she shouldn't be meddling in other people's business, right?
Huang Lizhi glanced at Minatozaki Sana, whose cheeks were flushed, with some suspicion, and said softly, "Sorry, I won't change my shoes."
After saying that, Huang Lizhi went inside to take Zheng Daoxun away.
But Sana Minatozaki slowly closed the door: "I'm sorry... I'm afraid I can't let you take him away for the time being."