Kang Chan just drank coffee on one side of the international building in a suit. Honestly, he was becoming less nervous.

“Would you like a cigarette?” Kang Chan asked.

Louis accepted the offer. Soon after, they both lit up their sticks.

‘Being a security guard is fucking hard.’

They had to stay alert even when faced with dull mundanity.

Kang Chan shook his head as he sat on the marble of the flower bed.

“Monsieur Kang, what do you think about Anne?” Louis asked with a serious expression.

“Louis, I already like another woman. And Anne is just interested in me because she needs someone she can depend on while shaking off the sadness she’s been holding inside since that incident. That’s all there is to it.”

Kang Chan took a sip of the cold coffee, then put the cup down beside him. “I would rather go to Mongolia one more time if I was told to go. I really can’t do things like this.”

Louis forcibly gritted his teeth as if he was holding in his laughter.

“You should act comfortably when you’re with me. I don’t...