President's Beloved
President Chap's Beloved. 118

What I think happened.

Camelia smiled knot. Not miss at all. The wound on his cheek immediately became a highlight. The press conference was attended by many journalists and the news was directly trending topic.

At the moment, he is in front of the reporters. So far, Camemia has sat quietly without answering because her answer is represented by Abi's sister, Mr. David, and Mr. Shane's confidant.

"Your filming schedule is set. Will you continue with your condition?"ask one of the reporters.

"I'll answer it." Camelia raised her hand, preventing Abi or Mr. David from answering. And honestly, this was the question he was looking forward to. Regarding the wound and the abduction, he had already silenced, now his turn answered.

"I have no problem with this injury. So, I won't back down from the drama or the work I've taken!"camelia. Answer with eyes full of confidence.

"However, if the production side feels I'm no longer a match, maybe I'll step back" Camelia added with a smile. That is, if Camelia retreats then it is because of the production.

"Are you going to have surgery to remove the scar?"

Camelia nodded. "Yes." Yeah."

"Press conference is quite up here. If you have any more questions, please ask Kominfo" said Mr. David, ending the event.

Later, Camelia and the others left the place with the reporters still taking their photos.

The huft! "When things sit down and answer a little but why does it feel so tired?"camelia complained when she was in her room.

"Your answer was, indirectly commemorating the party you worked with" said Mr. David.

"I was intentional."

"It can invite controversy," added Abi.

"They won't be that reckless" Camelia said. He answered by estimating everything. Think of it as haughty, because it's normal for him.

"Master." Secretary David is in.

"What's wrong?"

"The production side of Split Love will still choose Miss Camelia as the female lead" she reported. And for sure, the production has contacted and confirmed what Camelia said at the press conference.

"The others?"

"Their answer is the same."

"Hm .. great." Mr. David breathed a sigh of relief.

Camelia showed a relaxed face. All in his estimation.

"It's done. I'll go for practice." Camelia's up.

"You're going to practice?" Brother Abi gasped. "I'd better take one day off" suggested Abi.

"Hm .. no. There's something I have to finish too" Camelia refused.

"I'm leaving. See you," said Camelia later. Abi nodded slowly.

"When you go to South Korea, you go with him" said Mr. David. Brother Abi nodded.

"In addition, find out what he's doing on the training ground other than training!"

"Huh?" Not yet able to ask, Mr. David left the room.

"Isn't that a little private? How do I feel, sir is a bit possessive of Lia?"muttered Abi, wondering.

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"It turns out that's what you're hiding." Upon arrival, I was immediately greeted with that question. Joseph was waiting for Camelia to arrive.

"You already know. Your curiosity's gone, isn't it?"camelia said, by crossing her hands, attracting a faint smile.

Joseph smiled. "I'm very satisfied and also amazed by your courage."

"In other times busy covering the face if there is a cut, that even a small pimple, you instead do a press conference and show the wound."

Camelia chuckled softly. "That's it. I have to practice."

"Miss Camelia." Joseph called.

"Yes?"

"Although your face is hurt, it does not detract from your beauty and charm. I'm so lucky to be working with you!"joseph said, smiling gently. Camelia gasps. And immediately continue his steps.

"What the fuck is he?"grouse Camelia.

And so. Not too bad. In this world, there are always two sides. Whatever it is, there must be a good and positive side. Nothing is perfect. And so is the public response. There are positive and negative.

"The problem is solved." Mr. Shane put down the tablet. Smiling, satisfied with Camelia. His daughter is not weak and strict. Energetic and full of charm.

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"Sister!" Camelia put her phone away when she heard Dion yelling loudly at her.

"What the fuck are you, brother?!"exclaiming Dion. It could be heard clearly his exclamation of annoyance. Not, not angry but angry.

Camelia sighed softly. The supposedly quiet afternoon was filled with Dion's scolding at the end. Perhaps, his sister had just woken up and so checked the phone saw the news.

"Why not tell me?!"

"My bad feeling yesterday was because of this, right?!"

"So don't think of me?!"

"Answer me, Brother!"

Dion asked bertubi. Camelia massaged the base of her nose.

"I'm sorry. Big sister doesn't want you to worry too far in there," Camelia replied gently.

"CK!" Dion clucking. "Within a month, how many times have you become a trending topic?"complained Dion. Especially after the departure of Chris, Camelia much caught up in the scandal. And this time, it's about the kidnapping and the disfigurement of Camelia's face.

"Do you know how worried and surprised I am? The wound! It must be really painful, right?" Dion's tone weakened.

"It's not anymore."

"Sister!"

"I'm sorry, Dion."

"Oh!"

A few moments quiet. "Something's hurt worse than me."

"Who? A bodyguard? It was natural because they were protecting big brother. You I'm there, I'll scold the bodyguard not becus it!"sahut Dion, back grumbling.

"Yes .. but not a bodyguard."

"Want to?"

"Andrean."

"Andrean?" Back silence. Dion back loading.

"Andrean Gong?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"WHAT?!"

Once it was clear, Dion demanded Camelia to explain. Camelia. This includes the family's acceptance of Andrean as Lucas and Liam's biological father.

Hearing everything, Dion did not respond long. "Thank God then." Just answer so followed by a sigh of relief

"Hm ... Dion, you're not gonna tell dad and mom, are you?"

"Don't you want your heart to come back?!"ketus Dion's. Camelia laughed awkwardly.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Did I ever forbid you to ask, Brother?!"

"Ah .. boy! You're turning my questions around more and more!"angry at once furious Camelia.

"Sister?!"

"alright. Did you hear anything about Andrean there? I heard he's going back to Shanghai."

"Hm .. yes. I heard it. Group Gong will hold a new leadership inauguration. It's likely he's there. What does my brother want me to do?"

Camelia laughs. Dion immediately asked his purpose asking so. "none. I just want to make sure she's okay. When I got home from here, the wound wasn't dry. There's a chance the wound might reopen."

"Just tell me you're worried, brother."

"Hehe."

"alright. I'll do it. There was an invitation to that."

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"CK!"

"How much longer do I have to be here?!" Dion is upset after ending the call on Camelia. Throwing her phone on the bed then ruffling her hair in frustration.

"That crazy woman! Look, I'll teach you a lesson!" Dion's gaze was very sharp. The anger is clear.

If this wasn't Mr. Shane's order, Dion would have flown home.

"And the man has been accepted?"

"It's getting interesting and it seems like it's really long."

Gts ....

Gts ....

Dion's expression changed. "Yes, Mom!" Become soft.

"It's waking up."

"Yes, Mom. What's up, Mom?"dion asked, touching his neck.

"Your father took a jog. While you're off work," replied Mrs Liang. It's a Sunday.

"I'll be ready soon."

"Mom wait outside." Dion nodded. Immediately prepare for a morning run with his parents.

Ten minutes later, Dion had already changed clothes. And soon followed both of his parents.

This branch restaurant, located not so far from one of the city parks. Dion, Mr and Madam are running early in the morning and exercising there.

Spend time with family. Quality time's. The activity was colored with laughter. Not to forget, Dion captured that moment.

Tired of exercising and stomach also thrashing hungry, they stop and rest. Dion went to buy food and drinks. Back with some bakpao and bottled drinks.

"Regardless of eating dishes made by Mother and Sister, this taste is far less, Mom," said Dion.

"Hohoo. Really true?" Madam Liang smiled widely.

"Really! Home cooking and food are second to none!"dion answered, with great confidence.

"Ouch! This kid is getting better at praising. I'm embarrassed." Madam Liang blushed.

"Your sister is good at cooking, cooks there often?"ask Mr. Liang.

That question, stopped Dion's eating. His face became gloomy. "No?"terka Mr. Liang.

"It can be said to be rare. Except for big day times like Lunar. That's because my brother is so busy. In the past, before sister-in-law left, if I wanted to eat Chinese food, I would have told my sister and come to her house if the time was right. Otherwise, brother will go to the mansion and cook there. But, no problem. Brother still divides his time in the midst of busyness. Lucas and Liam."

Unknowingly, Dion's eyes glazed over.

"Nope ...." Madam Liang immediately hugged her son.

"Don't cry. I'll spoil you here. Just tell me what you want to eat, I'll make it" said Mrs Liang.

"Thank God." Mr. Liang smiled.

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"Dad!" Andrean, who had just arrived at the old residence after taking a long flight and another road trip, was greeted by Crsytal who immediately jumped in his arms.

"Dad! I missed you so much!" Crystal hugged Andrean tightly.

"Dad misses you a lot too" replies Andrean. Smilingly. But, it seemed that he felt a pain in his shoulder, marked by his forehead shrinking deeply.

Hold, Andrean!

"Welcome back, Rean," greeted Grandpa Gong by widening his arms.

Andrean then lowered Crystal and switched to hugging Grandpa Gong.

"My great grandchildren are back. Grandpa was satisfied with the result."

"Y-yes, Grandpa." Andrean said with a bite of his lip. His eyes widened slightly as Grandpa Gong patted his shoulder, his left shoulder.

"Grandpa I'm hungry" Andrean said.

"Hungry? Hoho, come-ayo. Grandpa has prepared food for you. Come on, Crystal."

Crystal welcomed Grandpa Gong's helping hand. Walked near his great-grandfather. Andrean breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed to open again, Andrean thought, glancing at his left shoulder.

Soon after Grandpa Gong and Crystal.

"Dad, is your overseas job done?"ask Crystal after breakfast. Grandpa Gong did forbid him to ask before he finished breakfast.

Andrean. "It."

"Then ... When do we go back to the Palace? Crsytal has not been training for a long time. Teacher must be upset that Crsytal isn't going well again." Crsytal moody.

"This child, has been talking about it repeatedly" said Gong's grandfather.

"Tomorrow we go home" said Andrean quickly.

"Why not today?"ask Crystal, hoping to get home soon. It has been almost a week since he was in this house. At first, it was good to get bored. More fun at home.

"You're not happy here?"

"Home kangen. Uncle Toby's kangen Uncle Hans."

"Your father's tired. Tomorrow is the right time to go home." Grandpa Gong persuaded.

Andrean was silent. Staring at the Crystal whose eyes had already dewy.

"If you want to go home, I'll have Toby pick you up" Andrean said.

"Then dad?"

"There's still business here."

Crystal down.

"I'll call Toby."

"Rean?"

"Don't, Dad," stop Crystal. Andrean dropped his phone.

"I'm just like Dad. Go home with Daddy."

"All right." Andrean put down his phone.

"Rest, Rean. You must be tired. And probably got hit by jetlag affect" Grandpa Gong said. Andrean.

Gegas, Andrean rises. "Ah yes, I brought souvenirs. Take it and choose" Andrean said before leaving the dining room.

"Dad looked so tired."

"Therefore, do not disturb your father's rest. It is better to just open the gift" replied Grandpa Gong, who was taken in by Crsytal.

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"Thankfully it's not open." Upon arrival in the room, Andrean opened his suit and shirt, as well as his bandages, looking at his wounds from the glass. Before that, the door to the room and the window were tightly closed.

The stitches are dry enough. It's just, as a result of the clap was back bleeding.

Andrean took out bandages and medicine from his suitcase. Then change the bandage yourself. It's hard to do alone.

Huh!

"Done too!" Andrean laid his body on the bed. His wound was bandaged and he was also wearing clothes.

I haven't contacted him. It's almost dark in there. My eyes are heavy. Ah, bad jetlag effect*an!

And soon, Andrean fell asleep.

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"Dad, Mom, there's something I want to ask you" Dion said, after dinner.

"What's that?"

"Did Mom and Dad not miss Crsytal?"ask Dion.

Mr and Mrs Liang were stunned. No shadow of Dion would ask that.

Mr. Liang and Mrs Liang looked at each other. "No intention to contact or visit?"ask Dion again.

"There is no intention. It's just …." Mr. Liang hung up his answer.

"We don't have the courage to come, Dion," continued Mrs Liang, listless.

"Why? Because of her mother?"terka Dion and retorted a nod.

"You guys miss him?"

"of course! Before you knew your sister had a child, she was our only grandchild!"replied Mr. Liang, quick and firm.

"Then let's meet him."

"Huh?"

"But ...."

"They're in Shanghai. Coincidentally, tomorrow there's an event in that family. I got an invitation to attend and can bring a panther." Dion showed me the invitation he had photographed. Ribet brought his physical evidence.

"I think, without an invitation, Mom and Dad can come in."

"This?"

"Group Gong?" Mr and Mrs Liang were again stunned.

"A few days ago, there were many orders on behalf of Group Gong and that was for tomorrow. Andrean's part of it?"

Dion. Mr and Mrs Liang frowned.

"God! How could you forget?"