Tick ! Tock !
The clock made sounds in the silent room. A particular person was sitting on the swinging chair with his legs crossed one over the other. Dressed in a navy suit the man looked even handsome and domineering. His hands resting over his lap. He seemed to be lost in deep thoughts.
"Mr.Heyeon Jun."
The man opened his eyes. Its been a few weeks and he still hasn't got used to it. Heyeon Jung twitched his lips,"Yes Mr.Xi ?"
Mr.Xi bowed lightly," Your father is asking for your presence downstairs." Heyeon Jung nodded,"hm.." he stood up and fixing his suit he looked at the mirror and practiced a fake and calm smile. He was Heyeon Jun not Heyeon Jung anymore.
He calmed his insides down and walked out of the study and descended the stairs gracefully. His aura was strong and powerful, his eyes were cold and his face was aloof at the same time it held a slight smile wich made it even distant for others.
