Reborn to love [LK]

Chapter 61: I Will Beat Jungkook (In Your Dreams)

Jimin and Rosè quickly broke out of their awkwardness, and they interacted well with each other, almost like they were dating for a long time already.

Filming went by smoothly for several days and they made a lot of progress.

It was Friday, the last day of filming for the week, and the four of them were sitting next to each other during a quick ten minute break.

Lalisa and Ji-eun both frustratingly stared at the couple in front of them.

"You should bring Jungkook to filming so we won't look so lonely and single," Ji-eun commented.

"You're right. . . I should."

Jimin had bought milk tea for Rosè and now they were drinking from the same straw and acting all lovey-dovey.

"Ah, I can't watch this anymore. Lili, let's go!" Ji-eun pulled Lalisa out of the chair and they walked away to somewhere else.

After news of Jimin dating Rosè had spread out in the filming crew, all the girls stared at Rosè with a deadly glare. They had thought that Jimin liked the hot and sexy style, but Rosè was the complete opposite.

Several times, some people tried scheming against Rosè or bullying her, but Jimin managed to save her every single time. When he wanted to, Jimin could use the single brain cell inside his brain pretty well. . . Of course, it wasn't often.

Ji-eun ended up ordering two large cups of milk tea for her and Lalisa and they returned back to drink their own while staring at the couple.

Lalisa ended up driving herself home half of the days now because she had to create opportunities for Jimin to drive Rosè home so they can interact more.

After a long day of filming, Lalisa drove home. She had left after Eunha did, since she had more scenes. However, when she returned, Eunha was nowhere to be seen.

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Inside an apartment room of an expensive apartment complex, two people were laying bare on the bed after just finishing an intimate session of intercourse.

Eunha rested her head on Sehun's chest while drawing imaginary circles on his stomach. Although he didn't have any clear stomach muscles, there wasn't any excess fat on his stomach either.

Sehun had his eyes closed but he wasn't asleep yet.

"Sehun, is your project successful or not?"

Sehun opened his eyes, "It hasn't been pushed out yet. Why?"

Eunha pouted and stopped drawing circles, "Sehun, I'm depending on you. I only have you now, so you have to work hard."

Eunha pretended to cry as she looked away, "You know Lisa. . . She always bullies me and makes fun of me for choosing you, but - but I love you, Sehun. I stayed with you for so many years and I didn't give up on you. Lalisa. . . I think she's dating the CEO of the Jeon Corporation, Jeon Jungkook, now, and she makes fun of me and you all the time. Sehun, you have to help me!"

Sehun furrowed his eyebrows together when he heard what Eunha said and he angrily responded, "Who knows how she got the CEO of the Jeon Corporation? She probably slept with him!"

Eunha nodded her head, "Yes, I think that is what happened. But, Sehun, you love me right?"

Sehun looked down at Eunha, who was still wearing full makeup even in bed, "Of course I do. You are the only one I loved all my life."

Eunha blushed and looked down, "My dad will only let me marry you if you become successful. Sehun, I don't want to live under Lisa anymore! I only have you. . . You have to help me."

Eunha put on a pitiful expression, and it was hard for men to not fall for her act.

Sehun gently rubbed Eunha's head, "Don't worry, I will. My company is growing, and it will continue to grow. I will work hard and someday. . ." Sehun scoffed, "I will beat Jungkook."

Eunha smiled as a hopeful image of that happening appeared inside her mind.

[Author's note: Umm, Sehun, I think you should go check with a brain doctor. Excessive daydreaming is a mental illness. I mean. . . having dreams and goals is good, but you gotta make them realistic.]

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Back in the Xihe Estates, Lalisa was eating dinner with Li Huiran and Bai Jiawei tonight. Although she didn't want to, she couldn't disappear every single day. At some point, they would get suspicious and Lalisa couldn't risk it.

The meal was silent the entire time, and Lalisa ate quickly before returning to her room. Out of boredom, Lalisa called Rosè, hoping that she wasn't with Jimin anymore.

"Rosie," Lalisa called.

"Lili, why are you calling me?"

"Nothing, just wanted to. What are you doing?" Lalisa sat down on the couch on the balcony and stared at Jungkook's house.

"I just got home."

"Oh, really? Where did Jimin take you?" Lalisa asked as she raised one eyebrow curiously.

"Nowhere, we just talked for a bit in the car."

"So, do you like him. . . I mean, as a boyfriend?" Lalisa asked carefully.

"Yes, of course! I like him a lot. I know it was very quick, but I do. I feel like I met someone I truly like, but. . ."

"But what?" Lalisa asked with a smile. It was indeed very quick. She hadn't even seen them talk much and suddenly Jimin was confessing and they were dating.

"Nothing," Rosè chuckled, "Oh, and I'm glad you called me. I have good news!"

"What?"

"We don't have filming this Sunday, so I found you an advertisement!"

Lalisa jumped up, "Really?!"

"Yep, I'll go pick you up on Sunday at 8:00. It's the makeup brand, Huali." Huali wasn't the most prestigious makeup brand there was, but it still had a good reputation and had high sales. It was really amazing for her to get an advertisement already, even though not many people knew her yet.

Lalisa talked with Rosè for a while longer until the sky turned completely dark and she returned back home.

At night, Jungkook came over and before falling asleep, Lalisa told him about Rosè and Jimin.

Inside a thin blanket, Jungkook had his hand resting on Lalisa's waist while she laid her head against his chest.

"It seems like my brother is catching up," Jungkook said.

Lalisa nodded her head in agreement. Jimin and Rosè were really a speedy couple.

Suddenly, Jungkook tilted his head down and leaned his forehead against hers as he whispered, "We should hurry up. Do you think it's time to. . ."