#ncliying

drunk:

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random:

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loving:

( kkt → ex wife ) saved a subway cookie for you ( kkt → ex wife ) touching i kno

excited:

zhang liying is born into a family where skeletons are piled in the closets she would hide in during hide and seek.

her father was the boss of a triad who was hardly ever present at home, while her mother remained as a housewife, caring for her two daughters as she managed the finances of her husband and his syndicate.

she spends her afternoons plucking the strings of the guzheng while her sister played the erhu, filling the house with a soft melody that her mother would hum to herself after dinner.

when her father does come home, he teaches her how to fight and soon, she’s placed into kickboxing and krav maga lessons to make up for his absence.

on her seventeenth birthday, her mother tells her that men are never to be trusted as she applies crimson warpaint on her lips.

the following week, they attend her father’s funeral and liying notices the crocodile tears that fall gracefully from the woman’s eyes.

after reading her father’s files that were hidden in his bedroom, she moves to south korea when she’s twenty five, and tells her younger sister that she will come back for her soon.

yuripa had close ties with her father’s triad before it dissolved after his death, so naturally, they came to her like a moth drawn to light.

a close friend of her father’s who is a high ranking member in yuripa found that she would make a perfect envoy, a pretty face with a sharp tongue who wouldn’t hesitate to pull a gun out on someone if the deal wasn’t going where it was supposed to.

a hunger for power runs in the family; she takes up the offer with the saccharine smile they would soon grow wary of.

she’s ten minutes late, but it shouldn’t matter. this was only a mere meeting after all. the car behind her drives off and she enters the lobby of the clearview hotel, heels clacking against the smooth tiles as she made her way to the elevator. glancing at the text on her phone, she presses the button for the top floor and walks out once the doors open, looking for the room where she was supposed to be.

it doesn’t take her long to find it and she slides in the keycard given to her by the driver, pushing open the door to find a man in a suit sitting on one of the two lounge chairs beside the bed. when he notices her, he stands up and walks over to her, offering his hand for her to shake.

“liying, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.”

she glances at his hand for a second before shaking it, her grip evidently much more stronger than he anticipated by the way he tensed up for a moment. “likewise.” she doesn’t apologise for being late. she moves to sit down on the other chair, folding her hands over one another as she waited for him to speak. he asks her if she would like anything to drink, to which she politely declines, wanting to get this over with as soon as possible.

“you see, i knew your father very well.” perhaps even better than she knew him herself. “i don’t know if you recognise me, but i attended his funeral. even dropped by your house on several occasions before his passing.” the man’s face is somewhat familiar, but she can’t quite remember what was so important about him, but she nods anyways, plastering a small fake smile on her face. the unfamiliar man continues to walk about her father, and she learns more about her father in those twenty minutes than she has when the man being talked about was alive. “liying, i’m sure you’re aware of what business your father was involved in, yes?”

she almost rolls her eyes at this question.

“of course. i suppose you’re involved in something similar too, aren’t you?” in response to her question, he chuckles and nods. but it doesn’t quite mask how forced his laughter sounded because of her casual nonchalance that was oddly eerie with the smile on her face. he takes a sip of his coffee and looks up at her. “liying, how would you feel about joining yuripa?”

the question catches her off guard and she raises her eyebrows in faux surprise, as she had more or less seen this coming. when she doesn’t reply, he continues. “your father has always told me that you would be a very valuable player in our kind of game and i would have to agree with him. i’ve always seen the potential in you to become one of us, to pave the way for yuripa. of course, it has yet to fully blossom, but it’s nearly there.” she merely sits there, maintaining her composure as the man goes on to talk about what the position they want her for entails, how she could become a perfect envoy for their mob, and the training she would have to go through beforehand - though, she doubts that she needs any.

“so, do you have an answer for me?” he asks, staring at her in curiosity.

liying thinks about her sister, her mother’s clear distaste for such activities, and her father’s pitiful end. an ambition, a hunger she never knew she had emerges then. she flashes him a charming smile, watching as his eyes light up in satisfaction.