Arrogant Big Boss Little Sweetheart

don't dare to tell my Mummy

The night gradually set in, and the breeze gently brushed through the willow branches, their soft silhouettes dancing in the wind like graceful dancers, basked in the pristine moonlight that occasionally passed through the window panes.

Inside apartment 602 of the Sereriva Residential Complex.

A man more alluring than the moonlight himself reclined on a deck chair on the balcony, a phone beside his ear, curving those thin lips of his as if he were listening to the most beautiful song in the world.

In front of him was a glass of Brandy, its iridescent hue tantalizing the eyes, telling it was no ordinary drink.

Taehyung listened as the voice on the other end of the line gradually reduced to steady breaths, and finally lowered his arm that had been raised all night. He placed the mobile phone on the table, picked up the glass of Brandy, and took a dignified sip.

His throbbing temporal pain eased with each steady breath from the woman on the line, as sleepiness gradually overcame him.

He rose, took the phone, his long slender legs lonelier than those of a male model!

Just as he walked back into the bedroom.

Another phone rang.

Taehyung's brows furrowed in an instant!

He quickly picked up the call, placed the phone that was in-call with Yn in his bedroom, closed the door, and walked out. Only then did he attend to the person on the other end of the line.

"Speak! "

yoongi let out a bitter laugh and muttered with indignation, "Lord, must you be so ruthless? When you couldn't sleep at night before, I used to keep you company all night chatting. This is the first time I'm calling you late at night, and this is how you treat me..."

"Being ruthless means finding you something to do late at night to kill time, not listen to your nagging!"

For example, putting up for auction the land parcel that he had finally managed to acquire!

Yoongi, having learned from his past lessons, hastily interrupted him, "Yes, yes, yes, my bad, I lack ideological awareness."

Taehyung sat on the sofa, poured himself a glass of water, relaxed his brows, and asked, "What's happened?"

He knew yoongi, who might not seem reliable to some but was a steady man in the business world. If nothing was wrong, yoongi wouldn't call late at night.

"I got dumped."

He got dumped?

Taehyung wanted to take back his words and should've immediately hung up the phone, sent a text to Hyunjin to put the land up for sale!

"I was dumped by a woman, mercilessly! She didn't even give me any face," Yoongi continued bitterly.

Taehyung tried hard to suppress his impatience, "Aren't you always being dumped by women?"

"That's different. I wanted those women to dump me on purpose. But this one,

I didn't even have that idea, and she dumped me."

Worse than being dumped, she flaunted a handsome young man in front of him, and ruthlessly put a green hat on him. After provoking him, he went to her to confront her, but not only did he not get an explanation, she unilaterally broke up with him! What was even more unexpected was that the woman was serious, throwing all his clothes, books, and cups out.

He had been pondering all night but couldn't understand, feeling an unprecedented suffocation in his heart.

So, he made this call to Taehyung.