The Wife Is A Superstar 7

Chapter 1392 Ceasefire

The father and son sat in the backseat of the car while two bodyguards sat in the front. One drove while the other sat in the front passenger seat. The other bodyguards followed them in a separate vehicle.

Donghwi helped his son open the snacks and knickknacks that the Black Stars weirdos gave Little Jun. They were all cheap things, but the child would exclaim with happiness whenever he finished opening one. His son's reaction made him stop himself from showing open disdain for all this trash. When they reached the highway, his phone began ringing.

It was one of Mao Qiu's friends calling. He ignored it. The call stopped. Then he received an angry message telling him that the police had taken his wife. In the next few minutes, his phone began ringing nonstop.

His mother-in-law, father-in-law, and even his mother called him, demanding to leave his son and help his wife instead. He read their furious messages to him. His in-laws' words were particularly nasty. They were basically threatening to withdraw their support if he let their daughter get into trouble.

He wavered for a moment, but when he looked at his innocent son, who still had red and puffy eyes from crying so much, his eyes turned cold, and his heart hardened towards his wife and in-laws. He might have already sold himself to the Maos, but that didn't mean that he would abandon his son for his wife.

A wife could always be changed, but his son would forever be his child. He could tolerate if his wife disliked his child with Hoyeon, as long as she never directly attacked Little Jun. But that was precisely what she did today. It was only thanks to his son's bodyguards that she failed. She crossed the line today. He couldn't find it in his heart to find the compassion as a husband and rescue her from the police. In fact, even a part of him wished that she would be locked in jail forever. But that was just a useless fantasy.

He had to admit that he still needed Mao Qiu and her family to achieve his ambitions. But for now, he wanted to be with his son.

The sky was already dark when they reached the main gates of Dragon Palace. After verifying their identities, the gates were opened, and they drove inside. Donghwi's eyes widened at this development. At first, he thought they would stop outside the exclusive village. He would say goodbye to his son and drive away by himself. But, he didn't expect them to enter Dragon Palace with him still inside the car.

"Uhm, is this okay?" he asked the bodyguards at the front.

"Miss Jung wants to speak with you first."

He finally understood. So it was like that.

More than half an hour later, they finally arrived at Dragon Palace Home #10. He bundled up his son with an extra coat because the night air was already cold. Then he carried Little Jun out of the car and looked at the palatial mansion.

It was, without a doubt, one of the grandest homes that he had set foot in his life ever. If a person wasn't used to this kind of extravagance and luxury, one would definitely feel intimidated. He was a wealthy scion, so he wasn't ignorant of this kind of extravagance and luxury, but even he felt a little intimidated. He glanced at his son, who now called this place home.

When they finally entered, a figure rushed forward and snatched Little Jun from Donghwi's arms.

"Mommi!" Little Jun hugged his mother.

Hoyeon glared at him before checking her son from head to toe and back up again. Mingyu stood beside her. A little farther away, Jennie and Lisa stood together by the grand twin staircases looking down at the scene. Both of their expressions were cold. "Little Jun isn't injured," he said while trying not to let himself quail under everyone's heavy gazes.