Celebrity Neighbor: My girlfriend is a big star?
Chapter 270 - 213. Melon God Im Nayeon_2

Chapter 270: 213. Melon God Im Nayeon_2

The term of endearment from Park Jinyoung’s mouth made Im Nayeon’s curiosity rise again.

"No, I also just arrived not long ago."

"Hmm... Since there’s still some time before the plane arrives, how about you join me for a tour of JYP?"

This made Im Nayeon’s eyes widen. To her knowledge, the honor of being personally shown around JYP by President Park Jinyoung wasn’t extended to more than five people.

Kim Dahyun didn’t find it surprising at all; after all, they were uncle and nephew. In a sense, Liu Xin’an could even claim JYP as his own home.

"President doesn’t have any pressing matters to attend to?" Liu Xin’an thought it best to slightly hide his relationship with his uncle.

However, the polite "President" did make Park Jinyoung frown slightly. He glanced at Kim Dahyun and then at Im Nayeon, seeming to guess something.

But, guess as he might, there wasn’t much necessity to hide the fact that Liu Xin’an was his nephew.

"Just call me Uncle."

He said with a smile to Liu Xin’an, his words shocking Im Nayeon who was eavesdropping.

Uncle...uncle?

Their president had such a handsome nephew?!

With the advancements in plastic surgery these days, she hadn’t seen a trace of surgery on Liu Xin’an’s face!

Now that the relationship was exposed, Liu Xin’an gave a helpless wry smile.

"I was just thinking about avoiding any impropriety. If you think it’s okay, then I’ll call you Uncle."

"There’s nothing to avoid, I actually wish you could debut in JYP. Your appearance is too superior, it would be a waste not to be an entertainer."

"Uh..."

Standing on the side, Im Nayeon couldn’t help nodding, agreeing with the sentiment.

And Im Nayeon’s series of comic-like changes of expression made Kim Dahyun, who was quietly observing this sister, pinch her own thigh hard.

Hold it in! She must hold it in!

If she hadn’t held back her smile at Liu Xin’an’s home last time, her career might have been ruined by a single smile.

And if she couldn’t hold back her laughter here, she might get a beating from Im Nayeon when she got back.

Thinking about it, the two crises that nearly ruined her life both seemed related to Liu Xin’an.

Could it be.. Liu Xin’an was a jinx in her life?!

Too scary.

"Won’t you consider it? At least try acting?"

"No, no, I better stick to my job. Being an entertainer feels too far out of reach for me."

Liu Xin’an’s refusal was expected by Park Jinyoung, but he wasn’t making a polite offer out of kinship; he sincerely wanted Liu Xin’an to take up this line of work.

The reason was simple: personally, he absolutely wanted to give his relative a chance, especially considering their recent interactions, he realized his sister’s son was quite an exceptional person, certainly not the type to look down on others because of his family background.

And publicly speaking...

Liu Xin’an’s identity was interesting.

With a father from Hua Xia and a mother from Korea, his family background put him in a unique position.

He might do well in both countries, or he might not do well in either.

However, Liu Xin’an’s easy-going and steady character nearly assured Park Jinyoung that the former was more likely.

In other words, Liu Xin’an’s presence could be a stepping stone to the Hua Xia market.

Having been a boss for many years, he was no longer as pure as before.

Making money was his primary goal.

However, since Liu Xin’an had refused, he wouldn’t insist and push his nephew.

It wasn’t practical to tour JYP in a short time; he only took Liu Xin’an around the 15th and 16th floors before taking the elevator with him, heading straight for the basement.

An introduction to the company could wait, but the flight of Liu Xin’an’s mom, his sister, shouldn’t be missed.

After seeing the two off, Im Nayeon really couldn’t contain her curiosity and grabbed Dahyun, who was trying to escape.

"Dahyun, Dahyun, who exactly is this Liu Xin’an, actually the president’s nephew?"

"Uh... Yes, that’s true, but I don’t really know the specifics, asking me won’t help, Nayeon."

"Knowing I’m curious... You really don’t know anything?"

Kim Dahyun nodded, but considering she would continue to be questioned by Im Nayeon unless she revealed something, she thought for a few seconds and still ended up sharing a bit more.

"I only know that Liu Xin’an is a Chinese man, 28 years old this year, and I’m not clear about the rest."

This was the whole truth; the extent of her knowledge about Liu Xin’an was exactly what she had said.

The only thing she was hiding was actually the relationship between Liu Xin’an and Bae Juhyun.

"A foreigner, then how can he be the president’s nephew?"

"His dad is Chinese, that’s why."

Im Nayeon’s face flashed with realization; with a dazed clap of her hands, she revealed a goofy smile.

"Right."

———

After patiently waiting at the airport for about half an hour, Liu Xin’an finally saw the familiar figure of his mother.

Park Jinyoung didn’t get out of the car; he currently didn’t want to expose his sister and nephew to the media. His identity was very sensitive, and he was very recognizable. If he really appeared at the airport, it would only take minutes to be recognized.

"Mom!"

Liu Xin’an waved and shouted at the woman who was a bit lost, pulling a suitcase along.

The familiar sound of her son’s voice anchored Park Jinsuk, who looked around for a while before finally seeing Liu Xin’an approaching her.

"Oh boy, it’s been years since I’ve been on a plane; it was so awkward."

Park Jinsuk complained to Liu Xin’an in fluent Chinese, which left him caught between laughter and tears.

"You haven’t been back in decades, and you’ve forgotten Korean?"

"Go on, where’s your uncle?"

"In the car."

Liu Xin’an pointed to a black sedan in the distance, casually took his mother’s suitcase, and then led his mother toward his uncle’s car.

Park Jinsuk looked around with a sense of nostalgia.

When she left, she hadn’t taken a plane but had sailed to Blue Island.

Therefore, she had absolutely no impression of Seoul’s airport.

Yet, arriving at this place filled with the familiar sounds of her mother tongue, Park Jinsuk became quite emotional.

She thought she could hold it in.

But once she got into her brother’s car and saw the man in the driver’s seat, who was very familiar but looked much older than in her memories, this woman, who had been away from this land for thirty years, finally burst into tears.

She firmly grasped Park Jinyoung’s arm, her voice trembling: "Jinyoung..."

"Sis!" The uncle was also quite moved.

Liu Xin’an thought for a few seconds and eventually, rather inappropriately, coughed to interrupt the warm scene of the sibling reunion.

"Well, Mom, Uncle, let’s talk about anything we need to back at home. It’s not convenient here, right?"

The airport was still a place with a lot of prying eyes.

His suggestion snapped the emotional siblings out of it, and Park Jinyoung nodded, "Right, Sis, where would you like to go first?"

"Let’s first head to Xin’an’s place. Juhyun didn’t come along, did she?"

"No, no, I specifically told her not to come over."

"That’s good then, Jinyoung, do you know how to get to Xin’an’s?"

"I do, let’s head over there first then."

Park Jinsuk sat in the back, curiously taking in the passing scenery.

The changes in Seoul were completely beyond her recognition, and although she and Liu Zhengjiang had seen many thriving cities over the years, the transformation of Seoul still astonished her.

"Sis, let me arrange to take you around properly this time you’re back."

"Sure, you arrange it. Don’t worry about Xin’an; I’ll just go to your house to see it and meet Juhyun. Has Juhyun been free lately?"

"She’s waiting at home right now; I knew you’d have to pick on something at my place."

"Like I’d even need to pick; there will be problems the moment I walk through the door."

Park Jinsuk scoffed dismissively, knowing her son all too well.

To others, this young man might seem diligent and clean.

But only a mother knows, in places unseen by others, her child has a whole bunch of issues.

She just usually couldn’t be bothered to mention them!