Mrs Jeon is a crybaby [ON HOLD]

Chapters 681-690

Chapter 681: He's Angry

The girl in his arms always had many secrets, but this did not affect her position in Jungkook's heart.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

As he comforted her, the girl trembled even more. She huddled in Jungkook's arms like a little beast afraid of being abandoned. Fear occupied every cell in her body.

Her weak voice was no better than a cat's whimper.

She seemed to have fallen into a strange loop and kept repeating the same sentence.

Jungkook closed his eyes and gently pinched the back of her neck as if to comfort her.

"It's okay."

The next second, he used his palm like a knife and hit the back of her neck.

When Jaehyun came down, he happened to witness the scene with his own eyes. The young girl's body went limp and fell into the man's arms.

No one noticed that even in her unconscious state, her body was trembling slightly.

The man gently pulled her into his arms and wrapped her in his coat. The girl's hair was messy, and her eyelashes were stained with a layer of watery light, making her even darker. At this moment, she was sleeping quietly, pure and harmless.

It was as if those terrifying scenes had nothing to do with her.

"Sleep well." He gently tidied the messy hair on her forehead and kissed the space between her eyebrows. "I will still like you a lot..."

A lot!

So there was no need to be afraid and worried.

He carried the young girl and turned to walk towards the car.

Jaehyun was stunned. He came back to his senses and quickly asked, "Master, what about Mina?"

This was the youngest daughter of Count Lancaster; her identity was not ordinary. More than half of her bodyguards had died, and the rest were still unconscious due to serious injuries. It was still a question whether they could be saved.

She was the only one who was unharmed, and Jaehyun would not be able to deal with her easily.

When the man heard this, he did not even pause for a moment. His voice was cold and deep, without a hint of humanity. "Leave her with Hou Guang."

Before Jaehyun managed to react, the man had already left with the young girl in his arms.

Flames soared into the sky, and the surroundings were already in a state of alert.

Fortunately, the environment here was quiet, and there were no innocent casualties.

He sighed and looked up at the misty night sky.

Dark clouds piled up, and the air was filled with a nauseating smell. A storm was coming...

How long had it been since he had seen the Master like this? He had always been classy and refined in front of others. But at this moment, he had removed all his disguises as a cold, fierce, and dangerous, killing intent spread silently.

"Jin," Jaehyun turned his head. "The Master is angry."

Seokjin's body was wrapped in bandages. He was half-dead but conscious enough to hold on and not pass out. He raised his hand, and the cigarette box hit Jaehyun's head.

"Don't care about things you shouldn't, and don't look at things you shouldn't. Mind your eyes."

Among all the brothers, Jaehyun was the most impulsive.