(NON) PRETEND HUSBAND
Best In-law

Kian just got home and got out of the elevator when the front door was knocked from the outside. Soon he ran into the living room and put his index finger on the door handle. Yeah, that door can only open using Ann and Kian's fingerprints.

An unfamiliar face immediately smiled widely as soon as Kian opened the door.

"Good night, my son!!" Jonathan spread his arms wide as usual and hugged Kian warmly.

"Good night, Pa!" reply Kian lirih while enjoying the hug with full feeling.

Someone suddenly appeared behind Jonathan. Kian unraveled his embrace and watched the person in confusion.

Jonathan realizes that Kian is watching over the man he brought back by turning around. "Oh, he's the chef that Papa brought! He's going to cook us dinner" Jonathan said.

"Oh, yes, Pa." Back away and let the in-laws and chefs go inside.

Jonathan takes the chef to the kitchen and asks him to cook dinner.

"Ann hasn't come home yet?" Jonathan approached Kian's place of sculpting.

"Yet, Pa. Maybe in a moment" said Kian.

"Yes, you called, gih! Let him go home quickly. You take a shower there!" jonathan said straightforwardly as he pushed Kian's body into the room.

Smiling and obeying. He went into the room and pulled out his cell phone. He rarely telephoned with Ann, and when considering calling her or not, Kian finally decided to put down his phone and let Ann go home on her own later. And then went into the bathroom.

An hour later, Kian walked out of the room, typing a message for Ann. At least he had to tell me Jonathan was at home so Ann wouldn't be surprised. They have to pretend again tonight.

"Come, Kian! There's something Papa wants to talk to you about." Jonathan shifts on the sofa so Kian can sit next to him.

As he approached, he sat not far from his father-in-law. The very delicious aroma of cooking sniffed his senses, distracting him for a moment.

"Have you seen Ann's show this afternoon?" ask Jonathan to investigate.

"Ck .. ck, that kid is outrageous! What would people say if they knew they were in a relationship and are now playing a show as if they were just a couple of friends!?" Jonathan clucked in annoyance.

Kian tergugu, he was actually playing a show. Jonathan just doesn't know it.

"Papa's ashamed! If not because you work at the tivi station, Papa has withdrawn all shares there!"

"Just let's go, Pa. Ann has admitted that her status is now married. Papa don't worry too much."

"Papa just doesn't want you to misunderstand Ann. Although the boy was very stubborn, Ann will surely melt with your care and sincerity someday. Papa's sure of it, Kian!"

Smiling wryly, he lowered his head to hide his face that must have turned sad.

"Have you called Ann? Why is it that he hasn't come home yet!"

Jonathan pulled out his leather bag lying on the table and pulled out his phone. He called Ann's number.

'The number heading is in the quarter of range, try a few more moments. The number—"

Jonathan disconnects the phone and watches Kian. It's not usually Ann's number can't be dialed.

"Did Ann go to the office?" jonathan asked at last.

"Owh, I was leaving first, Pa. Ann's still asleep. It looks like he's going to the office."

Jonathan seemed to think for a moment, and he called Lukas' number. Connected.

"Hello, Mr. Boss."

"Luke, find out where Ann is right now. Track the position of his cell phone number."