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 You called Jinyoung to see you that night.

You’re on the garden of your house, waiting for him to come.

Suddenly, the maid approached you. “Agashi, your guest is already here.”

“Please let him in, ahjumma.” You smiled.

She nodded and went inside.

Jinyoung walked to you. “Hey.” He smiled.

You smiled back. “Have a seat.”

You two sat on the garden set.

You thought it’ll be awkward for the two of you now but everything turns out to be just normal.

“Why did you call?” He started the conversation.

“Uhm,” Before you could start anything, the maids came in with pieces of cakes and hot chocolate.

You glared at one maid who keep on glancing at Jinyoung. *I never asked them to prepare foods for us.*

The maids already putted the foods on the table but they aren’t leaving yet.

“Here, sir.” One maid actually have the guts to hand the fork to Jinyoung. “Please eat.” She batted her fake eyelashes to him.

Your eyes widened in shock. *The nerve of this girl.*

Jinyoung seems to be uncomfortable in his seat. “Err,” He get the fork. “I’ll eat later. Please go inside now. Me and your agashi needs to talk. Thanks, anyway.” He slightly bowed.

The maids giggled and ran inside.

You shot them a death glare. You are so pissed right now.

Jinyoung is looking at your pissed look. He bit his tongue to stop him from laughing.

You glanced at Jinyoung. “Why are you smiling?” You sarcastically said.

That’s it, he can’t control himself and started to laugh out loud. “You should’ve seen your face. You’re burning red.” He continued laughing.

It made you pissed even more. “Aish. It’s obvious that those maids are flirting with you. And you even seem to like it alot.” You crossed your arms and frowned.

He stopped laughing and wiped the tears at the corner of his eyes.

“Aww, baby. You know I don’t like it.” He pulled you in between his legs and wrapped his arms around you.

“Don’t call me baby. I thought your car was your baby.” You rolled your eyes.

“Oh.” He paused. Then he hugged you even tighter. “Then she’s not my baby anymore. You are. Don’t get jealous of my car and those maids.”

You tried to p