Oh Jin Hwan Novels & Stories

said Liam with a bright smile while extending his hand for a handshake and Hyun Jin took it with confidence. ‘Jeon Hyun Jin, the only heir of Jeons. He is handsome? He is really gorgeous! Is he applying for kpop? He is really good looking! Cheong Min Ji’s report was right even before looking at him!! Why it is bothering me? I thought he was no comparison for us, but he is a tough competitor!’ thought Liam while observing the guy from head to toe. “You are welcome. Call me, Hyun Jin” replied Hyun Jin less coldly.

Angelique asked, confused. “Yeah. Trunks is his nickname, but his name is Juhoon Choi. He’s in Business, Level 200. He arrived last year, and he’s number one among the five S-Class students. He’s Korean-American — the son of the Korean business tycoon Seungmin Choi, CEO of H Holdings, and Xiaolin Feng, heiress of the Sash Conglomerate.” “You mean THE H and THE Sash?” Angelique repeated.

Sung-ho is an old man his age is sixty-four years old and he is unemployed he once knew Hyun-ki but as the name Ji-hoon, the last was his friend or more like a son for him that he didn't have because he is unmarried man but one-day Ji-hoon died and he let a book for Sung-ho and a letter in this letter there is a message for Sung-ho its title is the last talk Ji-hoon expressed his precious moment with his friend and he said

Cindy is the kind of girl that only knows is how to earn money for herself, about those kinds of things, she had no time to think about it. "Well I think I don't have a choice but to explain it to her." a gay proudly says. The gay man explained to her everything with matching a shoddy imagination. "Lee Hajoon is a famous singer and dancer in a whole South Korea. Oh! not only in Korea remember, but he has also become famous in numerous countries. Some of his albums have also become famous in different countries. At the age of twenty-five, he has already won many awards, and not only that because of the popularity of his music, but he has also managed to set up his own entertainment company. T

Andy and I do just that. We go inside a Bently. Dae-Hyun's older brother speaks as he gets in front, "I'll drop her off first because it's the gentlemanly thing to do." "Heard and accepted," Andy nods as he gets into the passenger seat. I was in the back. "We weren't properly introduced, I'm Hugo Lee, Lee Hyun-Ki being my true, Korean name. But like my brother, I prefer being called my Korean name, unless it's business related."

She whispered before leaving. When she left, he sat on the chair and buried his face in his palm. After a minute, he looked up as he heard someone came in. "Jihan." Shawn uttered. "Sir, I checked everything that you told me to check. About Cha Sunho and Min Jook Guk." Jihan said as Shawn held his gaze at him expectantly. "Cha Sunho was the owner of the Vhel fashion company of Sinha group. Min Joon Guk was Cha Sunho's friend."

I giggled at his stupidity as he walked past me and out to the car. “Well, I am glad to see that Dillion and you seem to get along because he is going to be staying with you in Rome.” I turned around and held my breath as I looked at Jensen standing at the bottom of the stairs. He was wearing a plain black t-shirt that showed off his abs and chest muscles perfectly. A pair of ripped black jeans with black converse high tops and a black leather jacket thrown over his shoulder. He was breathtaking and I could feel my lust for him rising more and more. I calmed myself and walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Aww. Are you jealous handsome?” His arms came around my waist and p

Haneul Jang's lips opened slightly as he turned his head in doubt. "Ah. That person is." There stood Seo Jinwon wearing the K University uniform, staring intently at Yuhwan with a gaze mixed with hatred and complexity while frowning his brow area deeply. *** Haneul Jang stared at the bizarre confrontation situation in front of his eyes while exhaling a roughly trembling breath.

Panting with her shoulders heaving as if she had been running a race, Joo Hyo-jin scanned her surroundings and casually greeted the rest of the group first. "Whew! Gang-mu oppa and Gye-yeong oppa are here too? Good to see you. How was Hong Kong? Wait! Let me just have a quick word with the part-timer first." After making a frantic fuss, Hyo-jin suddenly froze, staring blankly at Hyeon-sin as if a screw had gone loose in her mind. "I'm Joo Hyo-jin. CEO Han Gyoo-ryeon's maternal cousin."

Devin's smirk faded, replaced by something softer—almost sad. “I haven’t heard that name in years.” Devin—or rather, Ji-hwan—leaned against the balcony railing, cigarette burning slowly between his fingers. The night air was cooler now, thick with silence. Soo-ah didn’t speak. His chest was tight, breath caught somewhere between disbelief and memory. Ji-hwan. That name hadn’t been spoken in almost a decade. Not by anyone. And now he stood here—taller, colder, no longer a boy but a man who wore shadows like a second skin.