Yeoshin crossed her arms as she looked at her friend, the two were at the Dior café, waiting for their order. But Aeyoug already looked like a cup of boiling coffee before her.

“He did that, Shin. He. Did. That.”

“So, what do you want to do? The engagement party is at your place.” Yeoshi told her.

“I just…I can’t believe ma would do this, you know. I spent years on training for that damned company and now she meets this man, and suddenly he’s better than me?”

“You said this man’s background was fishy. Didn’t you ask Kun to look into it?”

“I did. And I think it was wrong of me to…contact him.”

“Why? It’s just Kun.”

Aeyoung paused and she exhaled, she put her phone aside before speaking.

“Yeoshin-ah, that’s why it’s wrong. It’s Kun.”

“Who else is going to look into it for you? Kun~”

“Kun’s an ex, Shin. I’m fortunate enough that we’re still friends and there’s zero awkwardness between us, but it’s still wrong.”

Yeoshin rolled her eyes at the girl.

“He’s willing to do it, Aeyoung. And he’s your Kun. So, nothing wrong about that.” She shrugged, Aeyoung waved her off, wanting to drop the topic.

“When did he ever say no to you, you brat? And, it's not like you don't call him at every slightest inconvenience you encounter.”

“Drop it, Lotte.” She hissed, Yeoshin chuckled.

“Fine, but I am kind of annoyed with your mom. I don’t understand why she’s letting this happen.”

“That Kim Jiwook has a hold on her, and it’s disgusting how she’s letting him live with us.”

“Move out.” Yeoshin spoke, Aeyoung shook her head.

“Why should I? He should move out, he’s the outsider.”

“I doubt that leech will, or maybe you’ve gone too soft, Aeyoungie?” Yeoshin cooed, the girl shook her head.

“I have to protect Jeno’s right to the company too, so, I have to kick him out first. I already feel guilty enough for leaving him here.” She murmured to herself, Yeoshin frowned before speaking again.

“So, about the party?” Yeoshin asked, their orders arrived and Aeyoung smiled.

“Well, you know the drill.”

“Of course.” Yeoshin smirked at her.

“So, you and your friends frequent this place?” Anqi asked as she looked around the restaurant, Kun nodded back.

“This place is Doyoung’s favorite.” He replied amiably.

“Right, for how long are you staying in town?” Kun asked her as Anqi set her napkin down.

“About that,” She cleared , the male looked up from his plate.

“It’s been a year since our engagement has been announced to our families, my parents actually want to know if we have a date in mind.”

Kun was about to reply when his phone pinged, he took it out and grew confused.

“They want it to be this year, Kun. And personally, I think it’s time we let the public know. I am set to take over for Beijing next year.” Anqi said to him.

Kun met her gaze briefly before turning to his phone again. Aeyoung was sending him photos of of different cars.

“What do you think?”

“About that, Anqi, I~”

His phone started to ring, the girl’s eyes went to the screen. She was surprised to see that the caller’s name was in Chinese.

Meiyin

Anqi was about to speak again, knowing Kun would reject the call but he picked it up.

“Aeyoung-ah,” He answered and he put his spoon down.

“The photos of the cars? I saw it. Why?” Kun was speaking in Chinese, Anqi leaned back on her seat, curious.

“Tomorrow? I can pick you up if you want.” He offered, and then he smiled.

“I still have some things to tell you, I’ll pick you up.”

There was a short pause, and then Kun put the phone down. He finally looked at Anqi before speaking.

“You were saying? Sorry, it was urgent.” Kun said apologetically, Anqi blinked back before nodding.

“It’s nothing, was it work?”

“No, it was Meiyin.” He simply said before going back to his meal.

Kun walked in his office, he ed his coat and shook it off.

“Sir,”

He glanced back, his secretary followed him into the room, the male was carrying a pile of documents.

“Is this about the oil tank ShenYu Group was talking about?” He asked before taking a seat.

“No, it’s about the thing with young miss Lee.”

Kun paused, his brows going up.

“Kim Jiwook?”

“Yes, you told me to check on the name that kept on popping up, right?”

Kun nodded back and gathered the papers, his brows rose as a photo of Kim Jiwook’s fake address came into view.

“It does exist, but it’s a dump site. And, the name, Jeon Changkyu, it does keep on appear, but we still have nothing on it.”

Kun leaned back on his seat and shook his head.

“I’ll continue on looking into it, but sir, I think you should know this.”

The young executive set the papers aside and nodded for the male to continue speaking.

“There was a commotion earlier at the JingXi lobby.” He said carefully, Kun paused.

“Why?”

“From what I heard, the young miss went there, she wanted to start working. She was supposed to be director for four of their departments.”

Kun nodded back.

“But, apparently the president, her mother has given the position to mister Kim. The young miss was so angry; the employees were all frightened.”

Kun exhaled and shook his head.

“Aeyoung? Did she get hurt?” Kun asked him.

“No, sir. People were more worried for the fiancé.”

“She didn’t do anything, but the head secretary has advised everybody to buckle up.” The secretary continued informing him.

Kun glanced at the photo of Kim Jiwook on the file before him before speaking,

“They should buckle up.”

The elder looked up as soon as she heard the front doors close, she stood up from the couch and walked towards the foyer.

“Aeyoung,” She intercepted the girl before she could go upstairs, Aeyoung paused and sighed.

“About what happened~”

“Oh, that thing from earlier? How you just let your boy toy push me around like that?”

“Daughter, I’m sorry. It’s just there were so many eyes watching, and I didn’t want to complicate things even more. But, please, let me make it up to you, give us a chance.” She said softly as she took her hands.

“A chance?” Aeyoung shook her head.

“Ma, I wasn’t even in your guest list.” She pointed out, the elder nodded back, still apologetic.

“I know, and I still regret for ever deciding on that, but, Aeyoung-ah, give Jiwook a chance. He’s not all that bad as you see him. He makes me happy.” She pleased, Aeyoung’s lips pursed and she shook her mother’s hands away.

“Aeyoung-ah, please.”

“Fine, I’m willing to negotiate.” She crossed her arms, her lips quirking up.

Oh mommy, you just fell for it.

“Whatever it is, Aeyoung, I’ll give it.” Her mother exhaled, clearly, relieved.

“I want it back. The thing you promised me.” Aeyoung met her gaze evenly, the elder paused.

“What are you talking about?”

“My position. It should be mine, ma.” She explained, the elder blinked, contemplating.

“You want that so bad? I can pr~”

“Demote him and you’ll get me back, ma. Your choice.” Aeyoung smiled at her, she saw Jeno standing by the stairs. He had a questioning look on his face, Aeyoung shrugged at him.

“Ma, if I were you, I’d give whatever she wants.” Jeno spoke with a small smile.

“That supposed to my seat, ma. Give it back.”

Miss Jing let out a big sigh before giving in.

“Okay, be at the office tomorrow by ten. I will call for an emergency meeting.”

Aeyoung nodded back, she winked at her younger brother.

“Do you promise to stop being so negative with my relationship with Kim Jiwook?” The elder asked her, Aeyoung nodded back.

“A girl can try, ma.”

“Good. You two should wash up before, Jiwook’s cooking for us.” She said before leaving, Aeyoung’s smile was completely gone as they went up the steps.

“You promised ma to be nice.” Jeno said as they reached the second floor.

“A girl can lie, brother.” She hummed at him.

“Noona, I heard about what happened earlier, are you~”

“I’m not okay. I am going to annihilate him.” She said in a sickeningly sweet tone, Jeno balked at her.

“Wash up.” Aeyoung kissed his cheek before going to her room.

 Jeno grimaced as wiped his cheek with the sleeve of his sweater.

“I have a bad feeling about this, he should start walking backwards from now on.” He murmured to himself before getting inside his room.

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