Novel & Cerita Kim Minkyung

They both looked expensive. Seokjun immediately recognised the taller as the one and only Kim Namgyu, CEO of Kim Enterprise. A powerful and influential man. He walked to Jeonkuk, completely ignorant of the doctor. "What's wrong? What happened to your ankle? Chimin called me and told me you twisted it?" he asked, worried. "Nothing serious, hyung. With the prescribed medicine, I'll be fine. It's just a swell." Seokjun during this time had noticed that the shorter male standing in a corner had a gun fastened to his belt and he frowned.

(A/N:- Ji Chang-Wook is a South Korean actor and singer. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

The decor was stunning, with intricate Korean-patterned artworks hanging on the walls, and the dim lighting created a cozy ambiance that made me feel right at home. For starters, Kim Mike ordered a range of Korean dishes such as the deliciously savory Barbecue Pork and the Spicy Kimchi soup, which was filled with small pieces of tofu and South Korean Kimchi. I tried every dish and was utterly impressed by the quality and the unique flavors that each dish had to offer. Additionally, the waiters served us a selection of traditional side dishes that complimented the food exceptionally well.

"Hello bro! By the way, this is my sister Jeyah Abee, but you can call her Jeyah." The man looked at me and smiled. "Hi Jeyah, my name is Hyungmin. Nice meeting you," he offered his hand to me. The three of us had a few casual talks while waiting for the time for us to go to the wedding hall. I was enjoying talking with Hyungmin because he was fun to be with. I did not have any problem with our conversation because he can fluently speak English. Well, I found out that he works as a bank manager at Hana Bank, located in Gangnam-gu. He is three years older than my brother but he looks like Andre's age. No wonder because Korean people were very conscious about their skin.

“Look, you’re mad. Punch me.” “I think getting physical doesn’t suit my temper,” I said. “You’re petty. This is low.” “You haven’t seen her being petty yet,” another voice broke into our conversation. The owner of the voice walked down the stairs, black almond-shaped eyes looked down amused. He was half Korean, nicknamed Misha. His birth name was Gun Min He. He was the oldest member of KJM, having quit the FBI four years ago to work with us. With a lean, muscular figure and a height of about 5’8”, he had a presence that commanded attention.