Marriage Concerto

Chapter 9

For the sake of proving she still had a rebellious side, Lisa resolutely sent Jungkook a text message, saying that she would immediately return after eating hotpot. Then she quickly turned off her phone.

After taking public transportation and arriving at the hotpot restaurant, she found that Chaeyoung had already ordered a whole table of food and was just waiting for her. Lisa looked around and saw there were a lot of foods she liked to eat. She couldn’t help but be moved. “Chaeyoung, only you treat me the best.”

Chaeyoung rolled her eyes, clearly not falling for her trick, “We’re splitting.”

Lisa, “….”

Sure enough, everything is fragile in the face of money.

Pouting, she sat down on the chair and sipped a mouthful of barley tea. From across the table, Chaeyoung sized her up and began chatting, “Didn’t your family’s Great Producer Jeon forbid you from coming? With you being so rebellious, aren’t you scared of getting punished when you get home?”

Lisa choked on her drink. “I’ve just suddenly returned to being myself. You spoke the truth. Why do I have to listen to him?” If they were actually husband and wife then fine, but they were just a fake husband and wife. Why did he get to order her around like this? The contract clearly stated that neither party could interfere with the other’s lifestyle.

Thus, Lisa, with a clear conscience, picked up a thoroughly cooked stick of food. Using her godly chopstick skills, she began to stuff herself like no other.

However, good things don’t last forever. After only finishing the first round, a black car parked in front of the hotpot restaurant. Chaeyoung casually took a glance and sighed, “This person really has a sense of style, driving such a high end car to eat hotpot.”

Lisa also looked over. The more she stared, the more she felt like the car was somewhat familiar…. The person inside the car looked even more familiar = =.

Jungkook closed the car door and took a step with his long legs, heading straight in the direction where Lisa was sitting.

This scene shocked Lisa so much that the quail egg in her chopsticks almost fell back into the pot.

“Are you done eating yet?” Jungkook stood before her and questioned good-naturedly.

Lisa swallowed her saliva and then smiled to make amends. Her upcoming special training might have just become more difficult. Ignoring the awkward tension, Chaeyoung interjected unfazed, “Lisa, you’re not going introduce us?”

Lisa dryly laughed, “Jeon, Great Producer Jeon.”

“Ah.” Chaeyoung sized him up and took the initiative to introduce herself, “My name is Chaeyoung. I’m Lisa’s good friend.”

Jungkook nodded his head. “Nice to meet you, but I had heard from her mom that her hotpot friend was someone called Jimin?”

Lisa, “….”

Got it. She finally knew how Jungkook knew to find her here.

How could her mom sell her out like this? Even divulging information about Jimin, she was simply too evil!

“So you’ve eaten your hotpot. Are you ready to come back home now? It won’t be good to be recognized if you stay here any longer.”

Lisa paused and thought Jungkook’s worries made sense. After all, she was now a person who had been on TV before.

Therefore, she picked up her bag, threw down ten dollars, and left with Jungkook.

Chaeyoung’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch as she watched their backs. Only after several days of not seeing each other, while she was still struggling to make ends meet, her good friend was already worried about getting recognized by people while going out.