“Nam Woohyun?”

“Yes that’s me!” the man bowed, feeling the sweat drip towards his cheek at this angle. “I’m so incredibly sorry about how late I am.”

“An hour does seem like a bit much for your first day here.” The beady eyes replied flatly. “Considering you’re only here because of the praise of one of my workers, you’re not only giving yourself a bad image but diminishing my trust in Myungsoo.”

Woohyun had never felt this bad while being reprimanded in his whole life. He felt absolutely humiliated. He had never been the type to get other people in trouble.

“Come here I need to go over where everything is so you can get to work already.”

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Myungsoo smirked, “you’re so gullible.”

Sungyeol looked down at the black drink. “I am not. Sorry I chose to believe your word for once. I never will let myself do that ever again.” His voice began getting shrilly as he spewed his annoyance at the waiter.

The black haired beauty only smiled wider in amusement.

“I don’t like you!”

“Well then, I don’t like you either.” He raised his hand to pet the choding, but pulled away after a soft pat when he felt the sudden tension from the body under him. “Drink up before it gets cold.”