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Others would think Kim Heejung who's lacking in emotions, has everything... but perhaps not everything. Everything meant differently from the girl who was deprived of the only thing she was passionate about. As if it wasn't th...
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EXO's Sehun and Kim Heejung spotted going out together
The thing that Sehun tried to avoid eventually popped in different articles and posts from some personal accounts in the social media. Included in the article was a picture of him and Heejung standing next to each other in the party and another one was from the elevator.
Dispatch never missed a thing.
"This is a momento," Hyunggi spoke as he looked at Heejung and Sehun sitting across his table.
The two were called to attend to a formal meeting with both their parents in the Kim's mansion. Though still in some kind of cold blood, they went together without uttering any word to each other.
That fight they had yesterday still rang in Heejung's head and she couldn't stand staying beside Sehun who acts as if she's nonexistent.
"With all the articles and news buzzing everywhere, this will raise our popularity and eventually, our stocks as well." Hyunggi continued and Chohee nodded along with her husband—Mr. Oh.
"Good job, both of you. That stunt you pulled the other day, it brought us to this." He tapped his phone twice as he raised it up then placed it back on his table as it displayed the latest article about Heejung and Sehun.
Heejung couldn't look at her father. She displayed a nonchalant expression as her mind was filled with critics and curses at her parents who didn't even bother asking her what had happened that day.
Who were these peoole? She couldn't even identify them anymore. It was like they weren't her parents.
"Is that all you want to say?" Heejung voiced out, a sharp tone coming out.
"I'm not done yet, daughter," Hyunggi spat back, cocking a brow. "We want you to publicize your marriage—"
"No." Sehun objected, throwing a cold, piercing glare at his father-in-law. "We've already done our part and as you have already said, our companies popularity rose even more. What more do you want?"
"Goodness, Chohee, you've got to teach your son how to hold his tongue."
Mr. Oh hissed, scowling at his wife as he stood up, making a thump against the floor because of his shoe.
"You haven't done enough yet, son," he said, walking towards his child's back and rested his hand on Sehun's shoulder. "Not quite enough. And this isn't even close to stepping up your game. You call yourself my son? You must prove it."
"I am your son. I'm not your puppet."
"Shut your filthy mouth. Is that what your mother taught you?"
"Oh she didn't have to. 'Cause I learn from the best."
A strong slap on the face was what Sehun received. He felt a stinging pain on his left cheek, he wondered if the lines in his father's palm stamped on his skin by how hard it was. Heejung almost jolt from her seat at the loud impact.
