Chapter 2

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Get, get married?

Lisa was immediately stupefied. The fake boyfriend plan was something she had only recently thought up after getting fed up with frustration. Unexpectedly, there was an even braver person out there – to directly think of a fake marriage!

She looked at Jungkook asking, “Are you talking the kinds of marriages where you find a counterfeiter to make a fake marriage certificate?”

Jungkook paused for a bit before saying, “No of course not, my mom would definitely see through a fake one.”

Lisa frowned. “Then you’re suggesting we actually get married? What about after we marry? After the crisis passes, wouldn’t we have to divorce? Then wouldn’t I become a divorcee?”

Jungkook thought for a bit. Although he didn’t mind, it would be rather unfavorable for girls. His spur of the moment suggestion really was spoken too carelessly. “I spoke without thinking. Don’t take it seriously.”

“Mm.” Lisa nodded her head. Forget it. She decided to go with her original plan and find her Hotpot friend Jimin to pretend to be her boyfriend. Even though Jimin wasn’t as good looking as Jungkook, at least his price was fair. With just one meal of Hotpot, he would gladly take on the male leading role.

Lisa thought up to that point and decided she couldn’t stay still anymore. “Well in any case, I still have some matters to attend to. I’ll be leaving first. Let’s talk again in the future.”

Jungkook looked at her and laughed. “Do you have a way to contact me?”

Lisa blinked. “Does the number on the classmate registry still work?”

Jungkook lowered his head and chuckled. He took out his phone and exchanged phone numbers with her. Afterwards, he asked, “Where are you going? I can give you a ride.”

Lisa waved her hands as he spoke. “No need. My house is far from here. I’ll just ride the bus back.” Today she had traveled across half the city to arrive at this “eastern” coffee shop.

Jungkook didn’t persist. After sending Lisa out, he drove off in the direction of his work.

Halfway there, his mom called him and forced him to return home. He sighed. He knew his blind date must have gone and reported him to her majesty the queen.

Just as expected, when he got home, Mama Jeon was standing at the doorway waiting to punish him.

“Jung Coco head, what good deeds have you been up to again today!”

Jungkook locked his car and twirled the keys in his hand, skillfully slipping them into his pant pocket. “According to the good role model Lei Feng, doing good deeds is to be expected. You don’t need to make such a fuss about nothing.”

T/N: Lei Feng was a soldier and posterboy of altruism and communist virtues. Read wiki here.

Mama Jeon almost exploded in anger because of him. “Miss Lee was crying on the phone, telling me…”

“Fairy tales are all a lie?”

“….telling me that you said her singing sounded like duck quacks!”

Jungkook stared at her in astonishment. “She said it to you like that?”

Mama Jeon put on a fake smile. “Did she falsely accuse you?”

Jungkook responded, “I clearly said that even duck quacks sound better than her singing.”

Mama Jeon, “……”

She stepped up, grabbed Jungkook’s necktie, and pulled him into the house. “Coco head, I’m telling you, if you can’t get married by the end of this month, next month you will quit your job and return to the company to help your brother!”

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