Mi-Young POV
Today was a great day. Thankfully today's meeting went pretty well. This could possibly make my company rank higher than Mr. Min Yoongi's. My father have always told me not to have competitions with my husband but my competitive self won't listen. I thought of calling my brother on just a step away from reaching this milestone.
After a few rings he picked up the call.
"Minjun! I got the deal." I exclaimed to my brother.
"What deal?" Minjun questioned in a bored tone.
"The deal with an american company. The one that will make my company outrank my husband's." I said.
"Oh, now I remember." he replied.
"Why do you not sound happy?" I asked disappointed.
"Why should I do a happy dance for you. You may outrank Yoongi's company but I am still on top." he proudly retorted.
"I should hear this for calling you, brat. Now you ruined my mood. Hope your spoon drowns in your soup." I said.
He chuckled on the other line and said "Oh, is my little sister sad? Don't worry let's go to your favourite restaurant today evening bring Yong-Sun also, and if Mr. Cold is willing bring him too." Minjun suggested.
"Yeah okay. I'll ask Mr. Cold." I replied still displeased.
"Okay your treat." he said.
"What? You suggested this to cheer me up after ruining my mood and now I have to pay." I asked in disbelief.
"Too bad. Your company got a deal so you should treat me. Congrats Mrs. Min, on your achievement." he congratulated me.
"Well, thank you Mr. Lee. Bye." I said and cut the call.
"Jerk." I muttered under my breath.
"Now I have to ask Yoongi about the dinner. It's 11 am so he won't be busy now." I said to myself and picked my car key to go his company building. Mr. Han brought my car after repairing it.
Author's POV
Mi-Young soon reached her destination. She took a lift and pressed the floor number. Now she was walking towards Yoongi's office room. Suddenly her body soon collided with someone else's.
Standing in front of her was a pretty woman wincing due to the collision. She had long brown hair that came to her waist, big hazel eyes, pale skin and an hour glass figure. She put makeup in a unique way that made Mi-Young's makeup loving self to surrender herself to her and learn new makeup applying techniques. There's no way she could be mean. She thought.
"Don't you have eyes?" the woman asked raising her voice a little.
"Oh sorry. But I think you are the one who crashed into me." she retorted.
"Oh so now you are blaming me. By the way what are you even doing here you uncultured lady?!" the woman asked instead of apologizing for something which was clearly her fault making Mi-Young offended.
"Because this is my company!" I exclaimed with anger. To which she chuckled.
"Don't be delusional miss. This is my boss' company aka my soon to be husband." she said making Mi-Young's blood boil.
"Also, if you were rich you won't be dressing like a woman on the street. Just look at you, opening your shirt buttons trying too hard to get my boss with your ragged clothes." she added.
Mi-Young POV
How dare she be disrespectful towards me? Who does she think she is? Is she his secretary? Are Yoongi's employees this much rude? I bought this dress because I loved it so much, do I look like trying too hard?
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Too Late Phone Calls | m.yg
Fanfiction"I lov-" "I want divorce." Min Mi-Young is a sweet yet bold woman. She is a caring mother and a kind president in her father's company. She is also a lovable wife but her husband Min Yoongi; the CEO of a company under her father's corporation doesn'...
