Mr. Tycoon's Woman

Chapter 178: Family Meant Nothing

Even after shopping in many different boutiques recommended by Park Jimin, Rosè Yang still believed the gifts were not good enough. They were also personally purchased with Park Jimin's money which caused an inclination for her to explore more so that she could buy the gifts with her own money.

She went to other stores and when they went to the cashier, she would push Park Jimin aside and fight through his hand that was desperately trying to shove his limitless black card into the machine. Atlas, she prevailed and was able to purchase things with her own credit card.

If there was one thing her mother ever taught her, it was to not rely on a man for money, for there would come a day when he would stop giving the sufficient amount. She suspected Park Jimin would not end up like those men, but who's to say, his current treatment towards her was not the effects of the puppy-love stage of their relationship?

Rosè Yang was studying a highly sought after ginseng and jujube gift-set when Park Jimin's phone suddenly went off. She shooed him away to pick up the call, while her's also dinged a few seconds later.

Park Jimin saw the call was from So Renjun. The long-awaited answer had come. So Renjun finally tortured the information from John.

He walked outside of the store and towards a secluded corner to pick up the call. Even from where he stood, he had a perfect view of his woman.

"Big Boss! Good news, can you guess what it is?!" So Renjun squealed in delight, the sound scaring the men in the room. They were cleaning up his bloody mess, the limbs and intestines on the floor was a gruesome sight to witness, but it was pretty much a daily occurrence for them since So Renjun was known for getting messy.

Even as he stood, covered head-to-toe in blood, with some even splattered on his sickly pale skin, and with a crazed look in his eyes, So Renjun still had the guts to grin like a madman.

"Who is it?" Park Jimin did not beat around the bush. He wanted to get it over with and return back to his woman already.

"Boo, you're no fun." So Renjun pouted, wanting to engage in a guessing game just so he could drag out this conversation.

"..."

"Alright, I'll tell you!" So Renjun exclaimed, his eyes ditsy as he happily skipped out of the room.

Park Jimin raised his head to look at his woman again, who was still engrossed in her phone. He noticed she was rapidly typing on it, presumably deep in conversation, or having an argument.

"Hurry up, Renjun."

"Okay so it was super hard to extract the name from John, but after I threatened him with his daughter, who by the way, is fugly beyond words, and even had the men drag his wife here—"

"Renjun." Park Jimin snarled, his temper not at its finest. He already had a suspicion of who it was. Kin and flesh. The man behind the kidnapping was someone related to Rosè Yang. His heart hurt for her. Even her own family plotted against her.

"I'm sorry, Big Boss..." So Renjun's cheery mood dropped. He paused in the hallway, squatting down and hugging his knees while he drew dusty circles on the floor, giving off an extremely pitiful image to the onlooker. One would look at his face and think he was being emotionally abused!

"I'm not mad. Just spit out the name." Park Jimin knew how bipolar this child was. He could already picture So Renjun's signature pose to evoke sympathy from him. By now, he was pretty sure the entire floor was cleaned from the number of circles So Renjun was drawing on the floor with his fingers.

"It's Yang Marco's eldest son, Yang Jongdae."

Rosè Yang's eldest uncle.

Park Jimin was perplexed by this turn of events. What would that man gain from selling off his niece to an arranged marriage? Some quick cash? This did not make sense to him.