Chapter 59

Jin Yunho first frowned, then a cold smile gradually appeared at the corners of his mouth. His deep, resonant voice remained completely steady: "You've finished looking, but you haven't finished talking."

Upon hearing this, Jin Zhixuan's face stiffened. His flushed cheeks, red from drinking, turned even more crimson with anger.

Jin Yunho no longer paid attention to Jin Zhixuan, the spoiled rich kid, and instead turned to look at Lin Yun'er beside him.

Lin Yun'er had long hair that fell over her shoulders, a semi-transparent white blouse on top, and a gray knee-length princess skirt below. A black belt with a pendant was tied around her waist, making her look incredibly fresh and clean.

However, in this setting, her fresh and elegant appearance seemed out of place and ironic.

Jin Yunho's face remained calm, as if he were asking a very simple question: "Are you done? Do you want to leave?"

Lin Yun'er stood up excitedly, instinctively wanting to answer, "Yes..."

However, she was interrupted by a heavy cough.

She glanced back at her agent beside her and swallowed the word "yes." Instead, she grabbed Jin Yunho's arm tightly.

Although the person beside her was not the first agent of Girls' Generation, but her own agent, that was not someone a newly debuted idol could defy. Especially in the current difficult situation, it would be even more inappropriate to offend the company.

Now, Lin Yun'er only hoped that Jin Yunho would step in for her and take her away.

Jin Zhixuan gave Lin Yun'er's agent an appreciative look, raised his wine glass to the agent on the opposite side, and drank it in one gulp.

"Clunk"

Jin Zhixuan slammed the wine glass heavily on the table, half-closing his eyes and speaking arrogantly: "Done talking? Get lost."

His spoiled nature gradually revealed itself, and he began to grow impatient with Jin Yunho's repeated interruptions.

Jin Yunho noticed Lin Yun'er's tight grip on his hand and understood her intentions. Without paying attention to Jin Zhixuan's rant, he calmly smiled at Lin Yun'er and said, "Let's go, everything is on me."

His calm words were underpinned by a resolute determination.

As he spoke, he pulled Lin Yun'er's cold little hand and turned to leave.

"Clunk" "Smash"

A wine glass, just filled with red wine, was thrown by Jin Zhixuan and shattered at Jin Yunho's feet.

Seeing the red wine splattered all over his trouser legs, Jin Yunho gradually narrowed his eyes.

He always wore formal attire, and each set was carefully chosen by Zheng Daqin and Jin Yunxi before they bit the bullet and bought them. For him, for the dignity of his work.

Each time the formal attire was washed, Jin Yunxi would wash it carefully, and Zheng Daqin would iron it repeatedly. Now, the trousers, which carried the deep affection of Zheng Daqin and Jin Yunxi, were stained with red wine that was hard to wash off.

He narrowed his eyes, more and more.

If Jin Yunxi were present, she would immediately leave Jin Yunho's line of sight, because as his sister, she knew Jin Yunho too well. He was angry.

Lin Yun'er didn't know Jin Yunho's current mood, nor did she know what he would do, whether he would back down and abandon her.

She only felt a chill around her and instinctively tightened her grip on Jin Yunho's hand.

Jin Zhixuan saw Jin Yunho stop and thought he was afraid of him, feeling smug. But when he saw Lin Yun'er tightly holding Jin Yunho's hand, he became furious again.

"Let go of her hand and get out! I can pretend nothing happened today," Jin Zhixuan continued to taunt Jin Yunho, not believing that a low-level prosecutor from a humble background would dare to defy his will.

Jin Yunho lowered his head, his voice low and cold, and said something unrelated:

"You've stained my trousers!"

"..." Lin Yun'er.

"..." The agent.

"What?"

Jin Zhixuan was also confused, fiddled with his ear, and loudly asked back.

Jin Yunho turned around, staring directly at Jin Zhixuan, the culprit, and said word by word, "I said, you've stained my trousers."

He took a few steps forward, standing opposite Jin Zhixuan, and with slightly narrowed eyes, said again, "Apologize! I can consider forgiving you."

The last time he was injured while arresting a pervert, part of his intense reaction was due to the anger at seeing his clothes torn. The pervert was severely beaten by him, but Jin Zhixuan didn't know that.

"Ha ha... Ha... Ha ha ha..."

Laugh! Jin Zhixuan burst out laughing, looking at Jin Yunho mockingly and laughing uncontrollably, "You're quite funny, aren't you!"

Jin Yunho stepped forward again, face to face with Jin Zhixuan, his eyes cold and piercing:

"You should have heard about my courage, firing a gun in public? That's just a small thing! When I arrested that pervert alone, it was because he stained my clothes that I beat him to the point where he couldn't take care of himself."

Jin Zhixuan knew about Jin Yunho's recent actions and also learned from the side that Jin Yunho was extremely brave. The news also mentioned that the pervert resisted stubbornly when Jin Yunho arrested him and was severely injured, still in the hospital.

Jin Zhixuan was a bit scared, especially when he saw Jin Yunho's defiant and cold eyes. He panicked: This guy wouldn't really dare to hit me, would he?

"Now, my clothes are stained by you!" Jin Yunho took another step closer, and as he spoke, he raised his right hand to teach Jin Zhixuan a lesson.

Jin Zhixuan exclaimed, "Shit!" and instinctively took a big step back to avoid Jin Yunho, but was tripped and fell onto the sofa.

Then, with a panicked look, he pulled out a short knife from under the sofa cushion, trembling hands tightly gripping it, holding it between them.

"Don't, don't do anything rash. Let me tell you, I'm from the Jin family. My grandfather is a member of the National Assembly, my uncle is the chairman of the group, and my father is a government official. Think carefully, if you touch me, the consequences will be severe."

Jin Zhixuan hurriedly threatened, fearing that he couldn't intimidate Jin Yunho, and brought out all the influential people in his family.

Lin Yun'er's agent, seeing the situation, also quickly stepped in to mediate, trembling and saying:

"Prosecutor Jin, don't do anything rash. You just got your position back. If you hit someone, especially a rich kid, the consequences will be very serious."

"Also, I've recorded everything on my phone. If you hit someone, this recording will be evidence."

The agent's mediation was clearly biased, and as Lin Yun'er's agent, he not only failed to mediate the conflict but also stood completely on Jin Zhixuan's side, helping to threaten Jin Yunho.

Jin Yunho smiled wryly, not paying attention to the biased agent.

He still had his eyes narrowed, smiling at Jin Zhixuan, who was sitting on the sofa, waving the dagger:

"If I'm not mistaken, the short knife in your hand should be an American 'Mad Dog' high-grade tactical assault knife, a standard issue for the South Korean military. In South Korea, this knife is strictly controlled."

After saying that, Jin Yunho's eyes focused, and he moved with lightning speed.

He grabbed the wrist, reversed the grip, and delivered a knee strike. Not only did he quickly take the short knife from Jin Zhixuan, but he also hit Jin Zhixuan's abdomen with a knee, knocking him onto the sofa in shock.

"Storing and using a controlled weapon in a public place and threatening a prosecutor, ha ha, that's a serious offense."

After taking the 'Mad Dog' assault knife, Jin Yunho played with it and said to Jin Zhixuan, who was curled into a crescent moon shape:

Jin Yunho used full force, and the hit to Jin Zhixuan's abdomen almost made him pass out from pain.

Jin Zhixuan now felt as if his internal organs were being squeezed, his face pale, and large sweat drops falling.

"Cough... Ha... Ha ha, vicious! You're vicious!"

Jin Zhixuan knelt on the ground, one hand holding his abdomen, the other supporting him on the sofa, his face twisted in pain, squeezing out a few words from his teeth.

"I'll take it as a compliment. Wait for the arrest warrant at home. Storing and using a military-controlled weapon in a public place is a serious offense. Your family will have a lot to do for you."

After saying that, Jin Yunho pulled Lin Yun'er up again and turned to leave.

At the moment they turned, Jin Yunho clearly heard an extremely angry and resentful voice:

"You wait!"

Jin Yunho shook his head, smiled, but didn't say anything.

As they passed the stunned agent, Jin Yunho casually took the phone from his hand that was recording: "I'll keep it for a while. Any objections?"

"Even if you have objections, it doesn't matter. Your phone is now evidence. Here's my business card. If you have objections, sue me!"

Jin Yunho didn't give the agent a chance to speak or defend himself, casually dropped a business card, and left the room with Lin Yun'er.

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