[CONTENTID1]  Chapter 3  [/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2]  Dinner Date  [/CONTENTID2]

[CONTENTID3] *Myungsoo's POV*

I can't believe that my parents has set me up in an arranged marriage. They are only doing this to try and control me since I refuse to do anything else they ask me to do. At the moment, my father, my mother, and I are sitting in the resturant waiting for my father's business partner and his family. I'm sitting here texting Sungyeol-Hyung.

Me: HYUNG!

Sungyeol: What do you want?

Me: I want you to kill me

Sungyeol: Myungsoo-ah, what are you talking about?

Me: My parents have set me up in an arranged marriage.

Sungyeol: Is she hot?

Me: HYUNG!

Sungyeol: What? I'm just asking.

Me: She hasn't arrived yet.

Sungyeol: So you're telling me that you have yet to meet your wife to be?

Me: Nae.

Sungyeol: Wow, dongseung, mianhae. Let's hope she is hot.

Me: Nae, hyung. I just hope that she doesn't intrude to Infinite's business.

Sungyeol: Nae, that's true.

"Myungsoo-ah, put your phone away right now, your family in laws is here," my omma says.

"Arraso, omma," I say.

Me: Hyung, they are here. I will tell you and the others what happens. Annyeong.

Sungyeol: Nae, you better. Have fun, arraso? Annyeong.

I put my phone in my pocket as a man, woman, and child walks up to our table. My parents stand up and bow to them. The strangers do the same. I stay seated even though my aboeji is glaring at me.

"Mr. Kwon, Mrs. Kwon, little Miss Kwon, it's a pleasure to see you all again," my aboeji says.

"Nae, Mr. Kim. Mrs. Kim, you look lovely tonight. And this must be your son?" the man says.

"Nae, this is our son, Myungsoo," my omma says.

Mr. Kwon, as my father called him, looks at me, as if he is expecting me to bow to him. Not going to happen, old man.

"Mr. Kwon, where is your son