Strictly, I Get Intimate With Elites, But There’s This Dumbass
Maybe having superintelligence is a curse. It could have been a blessing to Pee Yuri, but it had made her IQ but dented her emotional intelligence. A young Attorney has to juggle her life as the middle child of fifteen children and solving mysteries. An abstract woman, who is an alcoholic. A player at heart who can get any man she wills.
Zezinho Donghee the worlds dumbest man cross her part and fate brings them together. Kee Yuri is the jey to saving the world.
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The bustling music pop playing off the speakers at strategic places in the club with a pool of youths overshadowed their rants and chats blending in a nuanced atmosphere. Some guys lay waste of alcohol with girls over them.
Ladies dancing to the music in an almost synchronized other. The focus is on a group of girls at a V.I.P. table taking shots and chit chatting. And then a hopeless gentleman being dragged to their middle. He had on a white T shirt with polka dots all over like a cow skin. He was made to stand before them. His mouth was agape many times, speaking and then agap again. The muse in the girls eyes as it glit severally positing their joy in his mystery. But what could possibly go wrong? It’s just a regular guy with some girls in their mid-twenties fresh from college in their miniskirts and revealing tops.
The noise around was sapped in to focus on this disagreeing little group.
“Zin Donghee don’t tell me you forgot your wallet again?” The girl in the middle of a total of five girls spoke up. Her face was red, red with embarrassment with her twenty-nine years old boyfriend standing in front of her like a moron. No, a moron, standing before her. She clenched tight to her red purse, pushing it aside.
“I’m sorry babe. I had to rush down on your call-“
“On your call” she mimics him. And the rest of the girls began to laugh. She eyed him.
Zin Donghee had been working overnight with the Manager of the bank where he worked as a mere messenger, running errands, his boss had some editing to do before the branch's supervision team arrive tomorrow and had gone out to get his boss coffee when his twenty-four years old girlfriend called him. She sounded as though she was going to die if he had not taken her calls or dropped what he was doing, risking his job as always to come rescue her. He smiled to himself, commending himself as he even walked passed the crowd of wasted youths, scouting for his short hair girlfriend and her crew. He managed to get through the crowd and found them at their Favourite spot at Cuckoo Club and resort.
“I’m sorry, i must have left it on my Boss’ desk.” He said with miserable look on his face, with his eyes tearing up.
She shifted uncomfortably, screening him all over as he shook in fear of the unknown. She twitched her mouth. What was she going to do? She had promised her girls a night out, bills on her at the end of this month, like every other month. And had called her moron boyfriend to come sort their bills . The waiter had been standing their with a long slip of their bills. Her eyes itched. She didn’t even want to see the total cost of what they’d ordered.
She had waited until this evening to get a credit alert from him but she didn’t, he didn’t transfer the half he promised.
She eyed him again. He stood looking like he’d pee on himself any moment from now. She said a silent prayer, hoping history won’t repeat itself. She sighed, disgusted by his countenance.
“What about your salary?” She twitched her mouth, scratching her head. “You didn’t send the half of it like you do every month. You stopped sending the whole thing on the excuse you need to save up for rent. Now no money?”
“Eunbi I swear I have that figured-“
“Oh shut your trash “ she cuts in. “If you had sent the miserable half I wouldn’t have had to call you up. Tell me, how useless can you get?”
At this point, the eyes of the other girls pop outed in amusement. It was about to get spicy between the duo. They adjusted as she stood up from their
