Moon Jiwoo and Oh Sookyung was inside the dining room. While Sookyung concentrated on eating his food, Jiwoo glared at the boy while stabbing her food with her pair of chopsticks.
"How long will you continue to stare at me that way?" he questioned.
"Do I even need to give you the answer to that? That smile on your face is an eyesore. It makes me disgusted to the point that I want to throw up. Did something good happen?
Oops! I forgot that you gave found your fated one. Aigoo! Aren't you the lucky one? I am so happy for you? What should I do now? Bring you a wedding gift?" she vocalised while scorn was clearly visible in her tone.
"By the way you are talking, one would easily think that you are jealous, Shin Daerin. Don't tell me? You are actually jealous that I have found my fated—"
"Don't you dare complete that sentence, Oh Sookyung! What will I even be jealous of? Is there something to be envious of? Tch! I don't think so.
