After drying Little Jun, Hoyeon carried her son to his colourful bedroom and dressed him in the new pyjama set that Grandpa bought for him. The old man often showered the toddler with presents. Hoyeon was helpless about it.
It wasn't only Grandpa who bought presents for her son. Almost everyone did. The household staff would sneak treats to Little Jun on a regular basis. It was fortunate that Little Jun inherited her body type and converted most of everything he ate into strength and energy instead of pure fat.
Her son was already starting to display an above average level of strength compared to kids his age. This prompted her to begin teaching him to be gentle as much as possible so as not to hurt anybody including himself. Now that Jennie is pregnant and said pregnancy had made her even more delicate, Hoyeon would always remind her energetic son to take it easy around his Mama Ruby. So far, Little Jun always listened to her.
Her son is a good child and she is so proud of him. Most importantly, she is also immensely grateful to the many people who loved him.
"Meow!"
Hoyeon glanced at the slightly open door. Leo trotted inside the bedroom and landed on the bed and began playing with Little Jun. It was only about five minutes later that Lily arrived when Little Jun was already fully dressed in his cute and fluffy panda pyjamas. As usual, the fat grey cat huffed and puffed while dragging her round body across the floor before leaping to the bed with a loud thump.
"Lewoo! Liwy!" (Leo! Lily!)
Hoyeon smiled at the three wrestling on the bed. Well, only Little Jun and Leo were rolling around while Lily curled on top of a pillow watching the other two with clear annoyance.
After reading them a bedtime story, Little Jun was fast asleep along with his two cat cousins. Hoyeon carefully extricated herself from her son's embrace. She planned on taking a shower in her own room and returning to her son's room to sleep together with the three cousins. She kissed her son's forehead and headed out, careful to keep quiet as much as possible.
While she was in the hallway, her phone vibrated indicating a call. Her heart leaped after seeing the call display. However, she didn't notice what her heart did. Or more specifically, she pretended not to notice.
She answered the call. "Hello?"
"Good evening."
"Good eve—," she cleared her throat, "Good evening, Mr. Mingyu."
"Just call me Mingyu. I already told you this before."
"Ah. Y-yes. Mingyu...."
There was a soft sigh on the other end of the line but Hoyeon could almost see the man's gentle smile. "I guess that would suffice for now, Hoyeon."
She felt heat spreading all over her face and neck. She quickly ducked her head, attempting to hide her blushing face from her colleagues patrolling the mansion and any staff walking in the hallways at this time.
"Is that too forward of me?" Mingyu asked, his tone as gentle as always.
"Uhm...."
"I guess it is. I apologize. Alright, how about I call you Miss Hoyeon instead to match how you're calling me as Mr. Mingyu?"
"Uh...that's okay, I guess."
"Perfect!"
Hoyeon didn't know how to respond. Fortunately, she didn't need to because he continued speaking.
"Calling each other Mr. and Miss is too formal and distant. We're considered friends now, aren't we? No, we're actually closer than friends—"
Her eyes widened. What did he mean that they were closer than friends?!
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The Wife Is A Superstar 6
FanfictionA world-famous hacker and daughter of the most powerful criminal family who ruled the international underworld for many generations is killed when their organization is annihilated in a single night. She is reborn into the body of Jennie Kim, a pop...