Mrs Jeon is a crybaby [ON HOLD]

Chapters 461-470

Chapter 461: Small Uncle, I'm Begging You

Jungkook lowered his head and accurately placed his lips on top of hers.

He was gentle like a water strider gliding across the surface of a lake.

His voice was lazy with a sense of doting. "Go ahead."

"Uh huh~"

Lisa smiled and curved her eyes. She stood up from her seat obediently and scurried away.

They were affectionate as though no one was around them, and this hurt Mingyu's eyes.

His hands which were sitting on top of the table clenched into fists. As he was using so much force, the veins on the back of his hand protruded.

"What do you want to say?"

Jungkook tidied up the girl's plate and wiped his hands with a napkin, meticulously cleaning one finger at a time.

The calmer and more composed he remained, the more uncomfortable Mingyu felt.

His eyes reddened. "She's still a child. She doesn't understand anything!"

"Really?"

Mingyu took a sip of tea and gently looked up. "She's 19. That's not a child anymore."

"You—"

Mingyu's chest heaved. "Small Uncle, can you give her to me? So many women like you. Even without Lisa, countless women will still throw themselves at you," he said pleadingly as his tightly clenched fists trembled."

"Ha..."

Jungkook ran a finger around the lip of his glass and raised an eyebrow. "Mingyu, how can you ask something so childish?"

"I..."

"I am not interested in discussing this matter with you. She is an individual; she doesn't belong to anyone. Even if I say I'm giving her to you, she won't necessarily leave me and be with you. Mingyu, I'm sure you understand that."

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped. The man remained composed and refined, not revealing anything. "You were the one who wanted to cancel your engagement. Actually, it wasn't really an engagement since you never held an official ceremony."

Jungkook's lips curved. For some reason, even though he had a cold and noble vibe, Mingyu could sense some negative emotions.

"In regard to this, your father definitely has better taste than you. Unfortunately..." Jungkook stood up and walked past Mingyu. "It's too late to realize how good she is."

"Small Uncle! I don't want anything else. I can give you everything that my father left me! Just give Lisa to me. I'm fucken begging you!"

"Jaehyun!"

"Yes, Sir, what can I do for you?"

Jaehyun was listening to this conversation in horror. Young Master Jeon was being much too brave. Who didn't know that Miss Manoban was the Master's treasure? Anyone with a bit of awareness would be able to tell how much he cared about Miss Manoban. Yet, Mingyu dared to challenge him head-on.

The youth lowered his head, his dark hair clung to the back of his neck, and his shoulders drooped in despair.

Only now did he finally face reality.

Since a long time ago, he had subconsciously fallen in love with the uniquely cheery and temperamental girl who was delicate yet violent; no one in this world was as contradicting as her.

But was the point of understanding this?

Jaehyun did not feel any sympathy for him, no matter how pitiful he looked.