Young Jae wanted to curse like a sailor at his best friend. He was not bothered by the fact that he might curse in front of three ladies. But he did not want the sweet, smart child in his lap to hear the filthy words he wanted to hurl at his best friend Kim Shin.
"I know you are a thick-skinned shameless uncultured guy. Stop stooping low enough to use the child." Young Jae glared at Kim Shin.
Nothing was as delightful as pushing the friend's boundary and teasing the other to tears, especially if the person was thin-skinned, easy to colour the embarrassment on the cheek like Young Jae. "Are you saying the six-month-old child should read on his own? You took the letter from the child shamelessly and not reading it to him. How cruel?!"
"The letter was addressed to me." Young Jae deadpanned at his friend's unreasonable argument.
