Chapter 91 – Teaching Assistant for S-Class Girl Group at Mother’s Company (49)

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Morning that day.

This is the dimension created by Kwanyehwa.

In the middle of the world created by Kwan Ye-hwa, the red tower created by Han Chae-ryeon stood tall, showing off her sexy figure.

And…

Right now, all people, things, and living things in the dimension suddenly came to a standstill.

People crossing the road at a crosswalk

Vehicle driving on the road,

A salesperson running a business on the street, etc…

Everything stopped for a moment.

No, there was no need for time in this dimension right now.

It was snowing softly here.

No, to be precise, rather than snowing,

In the snowy state, the world stopped for an instant.

This was a dimension created for ‘Dhampir’ Si-hyeon Kang, who was loved like a flame by an artisan for a moment.

Now her beloved Dhampir has disappeared somewhere,

Now, there was no such thing as a meaningful existence in this dimension.

Guan Yehua was wearing a red dress, and she was sitting on the top of a red tower, drinking wine alone.

Her eyes seemed to tremble endlessly, but she seemed to long for something.

Guan Yehua licked her red lips as she looked out the window at her snow falling.

“It was a good time though…”

Guan Yehua sweeps her long straight hair in such an alluring red dress and looks at the dark dawn scenery where her time and space have completely stopped.

The scenery that stopped after snowing gave off a very cozy, strange, yet infinitely warm feeling.

That time,

Another ‘queen’ descended to this dimension.

As Han Chae-ryun walks along the roadside, she looks at people, cars, and puppies that have come to a complete standstill and chant.

“Gwanyehwa two years. Have you ever been shocked? Is she really going to collapse the dimension she created?”

Han Chae-ryeon caresses the cheek of an ordinary salaryman who has completely stopped moving in front of her.

“What a pitiful fate. What will become of the creatures of this dimension in the future? Will they all just die?”

Soon, Han Chae-ryun touched the shoulder of her salaryman’s suit with her slender fingers and removed her lips.

“Poor souls… To die as soon as they get a body. Whoops. Well~ Still, you guys have a ‘next life’, right? Unlike us succubuses.”

Han Chae-ryun, dressed in a black dress, raised her gaze to a red top looking far away with her haughty gait.

“That bitch… Is she supposed to be drinking at the top of that tower by now?”

So, after Han Chae-ryun has her subtle smile, she leads her body to the top of the red tower.

After a while.

As the door on the top floor of the red tower opens, Han Chaeryeon appears.

At the appearance of Han Chae-ryun, Guan Ye-hua smiled as she set her drinking glass down on the luxurious table.

“Did you come too soon? Why? Han Chaeryeon? Are you here to be my drinking buddy?”

Han Chae-ryun crosses her arms and looks around her, holding her blood. The room at the top of the Red Tower was exactly as she had created it three months before.

In this very place, Han Chae-ryun tearfully watched her son Kang Si-hyeon and Guan Ye-hwa’s tryst.

Soon, Han Chae-ryun leads her body and sits in front of Gwan Ye-hwa, while maintaining the queen’s smile.

Han Chae-ryun crosses her arms with her arrogant smile, and she stares at her ceremonial painting with her own sleek legs crossed, as if trying to highlight the charisma of her dizzying yin energy.

Han Chae-ryun moves her lips and smiles.

“Still, did you have a good sense of aesthetics? Official painting? You can make a dimension like this pretty in one day~”

Guan Yehua looked like she was drunk, and she smiled as she brushed her charming long black straight hair.

“Well, after living for a long time, you naturally develop a sense of beauty. Whoops. Still, my sense of beauty is not as good as yours? Didn’t you get the most beautiful ‘Dhampir’ in the world with your womb? Are you pretty? The child?”

When Kwan Ye-hwa’s lips mention Dhampir Kang Si-hyeon, Han Chae-ryun smiles with a very cold look in her eyes and glares at her Guan Ye-hwa.

But her Guan Yehua smiled and, moving her distinctive red lips, held out her wine glass with her slender hand.

“Why? Han Chaeryeon? Would you like a drink too?”

Then, after moving her dark features and her slender chin down, Guan Ye-hwa looked at Han Chae-ryun carefully at her womb and smiled.

“Anyway, it’s funny~ From the womb of a cold-blooded year with no blood or tears like yours~ Maybe such a pretty Dhampir came out, right? And that, twice in a row. If you see something like that, isn’t there really no such thing as a god?”

As Guan Ye-hwa’s red lips continue to mention ‘Han Chae-ryun’s son’, Han Chae-ryun’s lips tremble, and her appearance begins to tremble with anger.

Han Chae-ryun glared at her Guan Ye-hua with trembling eyes, filled with anger, but Guan Ye-hua just smiled and crossed her arms.

“Now~ Han Chaeryeon? Would you like a drink too?”

When Guan Ye-hwa held out her glass to Han Chae-ryun, Han Chae-ryun took a sip of the drink through her seductive lips, and she soon took her lips away proudly.

“Gwanjehwa? But I mean, this time it was a bit of a prank, wasn’t it?”

Kwan Ye-hwa laughs and makes eye contact with Han Chae-ryun.

“Whoops. Joke? Haven’t I ever played a joke? I mean~ I know how good it was for him and her to lie in bed all night…”

‘Jaaah~’

Suddenly, then, Han Chae-ryun swings her slender wrist and slaps Guan Ye-hwa on the cheek.

Soon, Chae-ryun Han stares at her Guan Ye-hwa with blazing eyes and even her lips quivering.

“Four years of Guan Yehua…If it hadn’t been for the ‘Inter-clan Peace Treaty’…I would have torn off your limbs and limbs on the spot three months ago.”

Guan Yehua caresses her cheek, who had just been slapped by Han Chae-ryun, and glares at Han-chae-ryun with a very lively smile.

Soon, in Guan Ye-hwa’s smile, a terrible negative energy and anger that cannot be compared to anyone else in the world rage.

“Han Chae-ryun? Don’t you know how cruel your bitch is?”

Han Chae-ryun also trembles her lips and glares at her Guan Ye-hua with her fierce anger.

“I’ll put it right. Official art. If you do something strange to my son one more time… Really, at that time, I will ignore the ‘peace protocol’… And kill you in the most brutal way. Okay?”

However, Kwan Ye-hwa is not at all discouraged by Han Chae-ryun’s terrible yin energy, but rather looks at Han Chae-ryun with a fierce and sexy smile.

In the first place, both women were ‘succubus’, the highest race of yoma (妖怪), who are said to be the strongest in the universe. In addition, the two women were the most powerful of the succubus, CL and Blood Clan’s ‘Mother’, and the best succubus, aka ‘Demigod’, were women comparable to gods.

The fight between the two women was not going to end easily.

Soon, Guan Yehua moved her signature thick features, red lips, and slim chin, and pulled her lips together with a very cruel yin energy.

“Han Chaeryeon, you? Do you intend to kill your own son with your own hands this time?”

Han Chae-ryeon can’t hold back her rage and swings her slender arm again and slaps Guan Ye-hwa on the cheek.

‘Jaaah~’

But this time, Guan Ye-hwa also doesn’t hold back and hits Han Chae-ryun on the cheek with her slender arm.

‘Jaaah~’

As the two women’s day-to-day eye contact continues, Han Chae-ryeon tells Kwan Ye-hwa.

“Gwanjehwa? What nonsense are you talking about? Take the story of my son out of your mouth one more time. At that time, I will really rip off every limb!”

However, Guan Yehua also opened her red lips, exuding bewitching charisma with her eyes full of strength.

“Your year… You stole the most precious thing from me. I mean, I think Even if there wasn’t a ‘peace protocol’, I wanted to tear off the four-year-old Chaeryeon a long time ago. But do you know why I couldn’t lay my hands on you? Han Chung-ryul That child… Said this to me. Leave my mother, Han Chae-ryeon, who I love the most in the world, alone. If it hadn’t been for those words… I would have cut your throat long ago. Han Chaeryeon!”

When the words “Han Cheong-ryul,” The dead son of Han Chae-ryun, came out of Guan Ye-hwa’s mouth, Han Chae-ryeon couldn’t hold back her anger and screamed loudly.

“You!! I told you not to bring up the word Han Cheong-ryul in front of me!!”

However, in the face of Han Chae-ryun’s wrath, Guan Ye-hua did not flinch at all and only moved her red lips.

“Why? When was the last time you killed a child born to you by your own hands? Are you talking nonsense now? Han Chaeryeon? After you killed your own son… After my Han Chung-ryul died… Do you know how torn my heart was?”

Kwan Ye-hwa glared at Han Chae-ryun and parted her red lips.

“Han Chaeryeon… A dirty and cruel bitch!!”

But…

Guan Yehua loudly expressed her feelings to Han Chae-ryun, but unexpectedly, clear tears were leaking from her eyes.

“That’s not it… That’s not it… My son Han Cheong-ryul… I didn’t kill him…”