Yoona's POV "Hey, Yoona! Why did you not tell us that you're rich?" Hobi oppa asked. "Yah, are you stupid? Didn't you realized it when we were asked to wear formal clothes?" Jin oppa smacked the back of Hobi oppas head. "Yah, Taehyung, you don't need to go back to singing, you can just marry Yoona." Namjoon added which earned him another smack on the head, this time, from Yoongi. "Keep it down. People might hear you." Yoongi oppa tried to act so cool. So, we are at my mom's party. Normally. My mom doesn't celebrate extravagantly like this but it's her 50th birthday so the whole family insisted. I looked around. My Mom decided to have the event in one of the hotels that our family owned. "Wait, does that mean Chimchim is also rich?" Jungkook asked a little confused. "He never told you guys?" I asked as I looked at Jimin. "They never asked. Plus, it's not like that's my money." Jimin shrugged. "Why are you working on the convenience store then?" Hobi asked confused. "Yah! Stop asking questions!" Yoongi looked a little pissed. I smiled a little. Our grandparents told us we're not rich. They said this money may come and go so we need to learn how to live by ourselves and never to depend on our family's wealth. I knew that I grew up really spoiled and up until after I graduated, I've been nothing but a pain in the . To be honest, Jimin is more of an obedient child than I am. All I do is give my parents a headache for doing a lot of weird things. Come to think of it, ever since I stayed with the boys, I never once thought about going out of the country to try something new. I must have been waking up on the wrong side of bed these days, or is it because of him? "Happy Birthday mom," I said as I kissed her cheeks and hug her real tight. She returns my hug while Dad sat beside her. "Why were you not visiting?" my Dad frown at the sight of me. I grinned at him. "Stop playing with me, Dad. I knew you and Mom just came back from New York." I told him as a matter of fact. Of course, I take time to know where my family is. "By the way. Who are these handsome people with you?" my Mom said as he glances at the boys behind me. "Is that you Jimin?" my Dad asked a little taken aback. Jimin moved towards my parents and hugged them as a greeting. And then he wrapped his arms around my shoulders and smiled at my Dad. "Samchon, your handsome nephew is back." he said cheekily. "By the way, Appa, Omma, I want you to meet the boys." I pushed Jimin a little and the boys introduced themselves. Hobi oppa had been nervous the whole time. "Anyeong, Mr. and Mrs. Park, I'm Kim Namjoon." Rapmon bowed. "I'm Kim Seokjin. Happy Birthday, Mrs. Park." Jin oppa smiled at my Mom. "I'm Min Suga. Nice to finally meet you two, Mr. and Mrs. Park." "Good evening, I am Jung Hoesok, your hopeu-chesuhamnida." I laughed at what Hobi oppa muttered. A soft chuckle escaped my lips. It must be a habit. "Anyeong. I'm Jeon Jungkook. Nice to meet you." "Good evening Mr. And Mrs. Park. My name is Kim Taehyung. By the way, Happy Birthday Mrs. Park." Taehyung politely muttered as he bowed a little to greet my parents. Just then, my Aunt who happened to be Taehyung's doctor cleared . She was seated a few chairs beside my parents. I looked at her as she smiled at me teasingly. My cheeks turned crimson red. Just then, I saw Sarah moved behind Taehyung. "Come here," I told her smiling and she immediately jumped closer. "Ommo. Who's this little