The Secret Bride's
Episode 113: Entry to Korea

The brightly dressed woman had just gotten off the ship. He has crossed over, is on the Korean mainland. For the person who quietly went in there, his clothes were too conspicuous but it did not fade the fluffy smile knowing that the plan this time would work.

Unpatiently, he rushed to look for a person named Yin. Yin was the son of the man who brought her into Korea through China. Being a passenger was his first experience. It turned out, not so difficult, in his heart he spoke.

Given Yin's traits, he looked for her around the harbor. His eyes were busy.

“Rabbit!?"

Someone from behind him patted his shoulder softly while mentioning the word 'rabbit'

Turned. “Ya?” answer him confused.

“Cute!”

Curly hair, large body and there is a tattoo around his wrist. He didn't look wrong, this person was Yin. Lim Sujong followed him.

Along the way he saw many bars and women standing in front of the inn. See if he knows what this place is.

“Hai Brother Yin!”

“New women again?”

“Hai sexy.” while blinking one eye.

That's what the people there say. There were even those looking at him sharply, he sniffed dislikes.

Seeing that his body automatically shifted away. Sujong wanted to gouge the eyes of the man who had just greeted him, feeling disgusted at seeing them.

I'm not a rival, bitch! Soon, my title will change. Mrs Darren.

In Sujong's heart insulted people and praised him.

Yin turned in an old building. In the dim hallway there are many doors with numbers hanging. The man carrying her stopped at a dull door that read 02.

“Room 02, that's your room!” he said, after that he left but Sujong held his arm.

Yin let go of the hand, she felt uncomfortable being near the woman. I don't know what his father was doing to ask him to take care of this woman in Korea.

“I already paid your father to set up a 5-star hotel. What-what's this! You little con man, you know! You guys can be jailed.”

His face flushed in anger, he spent a lot of money and this was what he got. The slum.

The man showed no expression. “You're here for what?” ask Yin.

She knew that this woman entered as a stowaway, meaning there was a possibility that she could not enter Korea officially. Criminals, he just knew that this woman was not a good person. And what did he say? The slum? He's kidding.

“You paid my father not me. You better be nice or you could end up at the police station!”

He threatened back.

Yin left, not liking to look at the woman's arrogance.

“Damn it!” Lim Sujong kicked at room 02.

He breathed a heavy breath, strengthening himself. “OK, just a few days before we become Mrs Lee.” The woman went into the room. First of all she tidied up all her clothes, she sent a message to Yin's father to prepare according to what she promised.

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Yin in her room called her dad. He will curse at the old man across there because he feels he is the one who is deceived.

“You're not wrong? The bunny? You're blind!” said cynical.

“Hai son, just listen to him. If he succeeds, I'll be rich.”

“You're crazy just like your other brothers. If there's anything don't involve me! I don't want to go back there."

His father laughed there. Dislike, Yin did not like to hear that laughter.

"Looks good. Me, just help prepare a place to stay. No matter what he's going to do! Sort your problem.”

He hung up the phone feeling annoyed. His life in Korea has been better to this day. If his father messed things up because he wanted to help others. Yin will not remain silent.

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A few days waiting for news that never arrived. Lim Inha still faithfully waited and never came out of her room after her sister went to Korea. Afraid that his lies will be exposed, he tries not to make any moves that might be suspicious.

After talking to Lim Sujong about his plans. Inha went to her sister-in-law, expressing her desire to continue her education at a private university in China. Of course it was a lie, he couldn't have gone to school far from home while his body wasn't possible.

But her brother-in-law is a man who will follow her will if that's what Inha likes. With much consideration at last, he agreed. Inha, who got the green light, asked her sister-in-law for Lim Sujong to come with her for 1 month.

If she pleases, after being used to living there, her brother will come home. Sujong who proposed thisa asked for 1 month for the plan to be completed well was smiling happily because this succeeded in tricking the husband. Unbelievable, Inha's mind drifted.

This kindness may not last long. There are times to be fragile and tired. If that's where he's going to go home?

For a second, Inha thought about it.

All day long Inha was afraid, staying silent in the stuffy room made her even more nervous. He looked out the window, a lot of people running around doing activities. Envy of freedom he could only sigh long. His feet stepped into the kitchen area, bemoaning a different fate. His stomach is hungry, has not been fed during the day.

Fortunately, he still had rice and a simple side dish that had to be heated. Not picky on food, she was grateful to be able to fill the void in her stomach. For about half an hour, her food ran out. Inha type that if chewing will be very long. He enjoyed every kick that came in.

Slowly, this cleans up the remnants of his activity just now. Starting from cleaning the table and washing cooking utensils and eating. Not forgetting he rushed to wash his clothes which had been piling up for several days.

Actually, he could have asked the man who worked with his brother to take care of everything including washing clothes because his brother had paid but this was uncomfortable, if a man enters his inn easily and carries his clothes let alone his underwear. Bizarrely. He can take care of everything himself.

It was only after he finished that he opened the balcony to dry clothes. Taken a wooden stick after he hooked the clothes in the hanger and then raised them on the existing rope. Pretty tired Inha, bulir kerigat wet his white skin. He's done, time to go back into the room. However, the voice of a man made him turn to the side looking at another balcony.

There, a young man whom Inha estimated to be 25 years old blinked his eyes flirtatiously. Inha berged uncomfortable. He ignored it and went back into the room, not forgetting the balcony door.

Outside the man was reprimanded by his roommate. “Do not like that, he's a guest who brought sister white hair.”

The white-haired elder brother they were referring to was the father of Yin. He is a player who has been involved in this field. Everyone knows who he is and that man is a respected person there.

Hearing that name, the man gnawed. He went straight back into his room without refuting.

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