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Chapter 10

There was no one else in the car except for Wen Wen, the assistant who was driving.

The rest of the team was seated in the larger car behind them. Lu Dan had some business to attend to, so she would meet them directly at the airport.

Wen Wen was young, and as she listened to the conversation between Lisa and Jungkook, she couldn't help but feel that something was off between the couple.

Lisa had a naturally spoiled personality, and even after Jungkook took a step back, she still tilted her noble head and remained silent.

The traffic on the way to the airport was heavy. The car was stuck on the overpass, crawling along for half an hour without making much progress. Lisa played a couple of games, but the car hadn't even moved fifty meters forward, so she reluctantly continued playing.

Jungkook was also looking down at his phone.

The parties involved might not have noticed anything, but Wen Wen couldn't bear it any longer.

She cleared her throat, "Sister."

Lisa didn't look up, "En?"

"Sister Dan told me that President Zhang wants you to ask Teacher Jungkook to be a guest on next week's talent show. Did you talk to Teacher Jungkook about it?"

Lisa only just remembered this matter. She had been so focused on recording the show [In This World with You] these days that she had forgotten entirely about other arrangements.

"The recording is next week?"

"Yes."

Whether Jungkook wanted to go or not, President Zhang's request had to be fulfilled. She had to ask him at least.

Lisa looked ahead, "Teacher Jungkook."

Jungkook: "En?"

"Did you hear what my assistant just said? Are you free?"

Jungkook remained silent for a while, making Lisa think he was considering whether he had the time or not. She thought he was just like her, forgetting about arrangements, so she reminded him, "If you don't remember, you can ask your manager—"

"I didn't hear it," he said.

Lisa: "?"

Wen Wen's grip on the steering wheel tightened.

Lisa couldn't hold back any longer and turned her head to stare at him, "You didn't hear Wen Wen speaking so loudly just now?"

Jungkook remained as still as a mountain, "En."

"Then how come you can hear me when I speak? Do you have a filter in your ears?"

"I don't have one."

He dared to say he didn't have a filter! Couldn't he sense her sarcasm?

Lisa's fist clenched, and she reached out to pinch his ear, "Fine, let me see if you have a filter or not!"

Just as her hand touched his thin earlobe, Jungkook suddenly grabbed her wrist from behind. Lisa struggled a couple of times but couldn't free herself. Just as she was about to get angry, he pulled her wrist forward. If it weren't for the seatbelt restraining her, she probably would have fallen onto him by now.

The two of them faced each other, and at such a close distance, Lisa could see the distinct edges of Jungkook's face—the thick eyebrows, handsome features, straight nose, and thin lips. Over the years, she had worked with many handsome male artists, but Jungkook was undoubtedly among the top tier of exquisite faces.