Dancing Girl & Mr. Amnesia
69. Replaces

"I have a women-only cafe that lacks affection. What if you replace you do the job?" Mamih Lova still felt Geon's body wrapped neatly in a matching suit.

You're embracing Geon's arm. "No! He can't do that!" You let out a high note.

Mamih Lova smiled cynically. "So you've dared to yell at me, now huh?"

Geon smiled meaningfully looking at this distended-bellied woman beside him. "Do you mind if I dance around in skimpy clothes like you do, honey?" geon whispered right in your ear.

You pursed your lips leaning back to embrace her husband's arm. "Sure! I wouldn't be willing if you did that."

"Well, that's how I feel when you do it dancing on stage. All eyes look at you with hunger pangs. You know, I'm so tormented to see it." Geon rubbed your head.

"Samma ... Why are you guys so friendly here? So, how? Do you want to replace it as a money machine for me?"

Geon glanced at his wife back with a meaningful smile. "Sure!"

Hearing Geon's reply, Mamih Lova immediately looked enthusiastic. "Good is! So, when are you gonna do it?"

"I'm not done talking yet" Geon said with a flat face looking at Mamih Lova.

Mamih Lova's face changed. "Then?"

"Of course NOT! You heard it yourself, didn't you? You do not give permission for such work. Anyway, I don't need any money from the job. I will never do it!" Geon pecked at your head. Your face looks very bright.

"Huh! How is your forest fifteen million and its interest 25 percent?"

Geon smiled again. "Oh so? Just name your financial account number! I'll pay it soon!"

Some time later, Mamih Lova's eyes were flabbergasted at the number sent by Geon which was far more than the amount borrowed by his wife.

You who glanced at Geon's phone, frowned. "Why do you love this much? My debt is only fifteen million" he said.

"Eiiit! Did you forget the flowers?" cut Mamih Lova.

"It's okay, honey! At least I can free you from this never-broken noose. You're far more valuable than those numbers."

"Well, you can get out of this place! Or, want to try the VIP facilities at our place?" tawal Mamih Lova's.

Geon glanced at you back. "How, Honey? Would you like to try it?"

You shake fast. "Relieve it! How much are we doing here too? Why not at a five-star hotel?"

Geon held back his smile. He was amused to hear his wife's words, but he could not express them in front of the foreign woman before them.

"Well, we'll go. My wife's debt is paid off, and don't ever come and bother us!" Geon pulled his wife out of the room.

"Who knows you're abandoning you back? My hand will be wide open to accept it if it has turned slim." Mamih Lova laughed as she waved her hand.

"No way!" guman Geon took your hand.

"Andaah? That you?" An exclamation made the pregnant woman look back.

"Sir Yana?" You let go of his grasp and immediately walked closer to the fellow who was already like his brother.

"Thank God, you're okay. I was worried about you doing something because the door of your house was closed in the last few days." Yana glanced at the well-dressed man standing behind you.

"You? The one who abandoned my sister?" with a sour face.

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