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"I will be late today that's why you're free today." Seung Ho said.

"I'm not free. You gave me those papers to work at home."

"Isn't it good? You don't need to go office today. You can work from home."

"I don't care. I need to work anyway." JeongYeon said and shoved the food in her mouth.

"So, what about further life?" Their father asked.

"Further life? Means?" Seung Ho asked.

"Plan for future." Their mother said.

"Aah, that? I don't have any plan for now." Seung Ho said.

"What about you?" Their mother asked JeongYeon.

"I don't know." JeongYeon said pouting. She was already mad because NaYeon was not responding on any of her move she made.

"Yeah, Hyung. Give me the pictures you clicked on the beach."

"You don't have?"

"No, I don't have a lot like you have in your phone."

"Okay." Seung Ho gave his phone to her.

JeongYeon finished her food and went upstairs with his phone. She transferred the pictures in her phone and her laptop. She then rushed downstairs and handed his phone back to him.

"JeongYeon, give some pictures for framing." Their mother said.

"I'll let you choose." JeongYeon said before going upstairs.

JeongYeon grabbed her laptop, phone and the papers she needed to work on before going downstairs. Seung Ho left with his father and now only JeongYeon and her mother were left in the house.

"Here." JeongYeon handed her phone to her mother while sitting beside her with her stuffs to start her work.

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It had been hours of JeongYeon working in her laptop. Her mother was now in her room sleeping while JeongYeon was getting irritated with the work. She glanced at her phone that was buzzing now. JeongYeon quickly answered the call without wasting any moment.

"Yes?"

"Mina was asking for your number." NaYeon said.

"Okay, you can give her. I know what she wanna talk."

"What?"

"About ChaeYoung of course. Wait, I'll send you a number. Give it to her."

"Whose number it is?"

"ChaeYoung's number. She won't bother me after that." JeongYeon said.

"Okay then. I'm hanging up."

"Okay." JeongYeon said and sighed leaning back on her seat.

"JeongYeon..."

"Huh?"

"Are you mad?"

"Why would I be mad?"

"Just asking. Are you?"

"Of course not. You should do your work. I'm hanging up." JeongYeon said and ended the call.