Gwiboon looked at him, "What is it?"    "I agreed on a arrange marriage," he said.    "Oh, gosh! Me too, I almost forgot about that." Gwiboon gasped.    "I better talk to my father," Key said.    Jonghyun was chuckling.    "what?" Key knitted his brows.    Monday night, this was the only time where he can talk to his father since he just came back from a business trip from Singapore.    "I told you I'm not going to meet that girl," Key said.    "You're going to marry her whether you like it or not," Mr. Kim replied.    Key just groaned.    "They're already here, behave and be polite," Mr. Kim glared at Kibum and proceeded to the private dining room they rented.    "I swear I'll be cold towards her," Key mumbled.    At the dining room.    "Eomma, I don't think I can marry whoever that guy is," Gwiboon said.    "You better behave Song Gwiboon, I know you'll like him," Mrs. Song smiled.    "But I will never like anyone other than," she was cut off by the sound of the opening door. Her eyes grew upon seeing the guy.    Same goes to Key who was looking at Gwiboon, surprised.    "So tell me if you still don't want to marry the on that round table," Mr. Kim whispered to Key.    "But how did you know that," Key was practically confused since his father knows how much he and Gwiboon hated each other after that incident.    When Key and Gwiboon were left alone.    "I didn't know that Jonghyun would meddle with this arrangement," Key shook his head.    "I never expcected it too," Gwiboon replied.     A few weeks ago.    "So you're telling me that the two still like each other?" Mr. Kim asked Jonghyun.    "Apparantly yes, the two are just too hard headed, Uncle," Jonghyun replied.    "Does Mr. Song kewn about it?"    "I actually talked to him too, Uncle," Jonghyun paused, "and he