MY INNOCENT LITTLE WIFE
chapter 4 - Chapter

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The conscious Jenni was already overflowing with emotion, rushing to Yoona's class.

Brak!

"Where is the girl?!!" He said with his head boiling hot.

Yoona's classmate didn't answer her at all. Of course he felt annoyed, and finally threw a punch at the front disciple table.

"Quick say! Don't hide it from me!!" Again he vented his emotions on an innocent table.

Seeing no change in response at all, he finally approached one of the students who was not far from him.

Then throw a cynical look ala JenniKim. "You! Dare to argue with me?!".

Brak!

He threw the schoolgirl's textbook out the window.

"Yeah! What is your business with me huh?! You deal with him. Don't vent on me you wani-basic".

THE PLAQUE!

1 a loud slap sounded in the ears of everyone watching.

Jenni has lost her mind.

Students who become victims do not remain silent. Finally, he reciprocated Jenni's actions by dousing Jenni's face with canteen juice.

"Fuckin' woman. Feel this!!"

Byurs!

Reverse, feeling avenged finally the quarrel was knitted by pulling each other's collar up to jubay each.

"Yeah! You're a fucking woman!!" The students who were victims.

"You're the more fucking asshole!! Ahhhh!!" Said Jenni who was no less loud.

Yaps. A new fight has begun.

"What is this?!" Ask Mr. Han who arrived directly into the crowd.

 It is undeniable, it turns out that since the beginning Mr. Han saw the events that they both did. Starting from yelling at each other, throwing things, even pulling the pull of a shirt collar. All witnessed by Mr. Han from outside the classroom.

They can't defend one of them. Because to be honest, they are also afraid of being involved in a case like this. It's not that they don't want to defend their classmates, it's just that their current opponent is JenniKim. Son of the owner of the Seoul Park school. The shares of appa and oppanya scattered where. They are afraid that dealing with him will make their family situation worse.

"Jenni, apologize to him!" Mr. Han's orders to the schoolgirl named Jenni.

Instead of obeying Mr. Han's orders, Jenni even more burning. Plumes of boiling white smoke gathered overhead. His white face turned a crimson red in order to restrain emotions.

"Jennies?! Listen to what you said? Come onl. Apologize to her!" Press Mr. Han once again.

Mr. Han ordered Jenni to apologize immediately because she knew that the one who started this fight was herself. That's why Mr. Han will dare to raise his face if Jenni files his case to the principal later.

Jenni simply flashed a glance at the middle-aged man with the meaning 'do you have to?' while tilting his head.

Mr. Han nodded his head softly in response to Jenni's 'yes.

"No." Jenni said clearly, "what?" Ask Mr. Han to feel disbelief. "I said NO!" once again Jenni raised her voice out loud hoping that Mr. Han would understand what he had said.

Without a long stale ado, Jenni immediately left the classroom. He ran as fast as he could, hoping that nothing would stand in his way. All eyes could only see him with a confused look mixed in fear.

* * *

"Hyung, how's the next deal? Have they accepted my invitation?"

In the room with black shades of ash, there are 2 men who are busy struggling with an object called a laptop. Both of them were busy pressing their respective keyboard boards to complete the task.

 One of them sat on his great chair, and was accompanied by a warm cup of jasmine-scented tea.

"Here, it's just-" the man referred to as hyung paused his sentence. He seemed to think for a moment while pressing his chin nekan which had no beard at all.

"What is it?" Asked the man who had been waiting for an answer from him.

"Only, they haven't replied to my e-mail". He said while looking at his interlocutor.

Brawny

"What?! Unrequited?!" He said as he stared intently at the man who told him the news.

Feeling what he meant from the innermost depths of this interlocutor, the man referred to as hyung immediately put on a slanted smile. Hope his interlocutor can feel a little calm, not act rashly.

"Give it to me, Taehyung-a"

He left the man named Taehyung alone in a room dominated by black.

"Damn! Watch out if you dare to trick me!"

Brawny

. . .

Tok

Shortly after Taehyung hit his desk, there was a knock on the door. There's someone out there who wants to meet him.

"Opa!"

He immediately ran to hug the man called the 'oppa.

Not moving at all, Taehyung was used to being treated like this. He didn't want to pay it back, because for him it wasn't important.

"Hiks. evil oppa! I was crying, why oppa-"

"SILENCE!!!"

The deg!

His words immediately stopped when Taehyung suddenly snapped. His anger was overflowing, his jaw hardened like a stone. His teeth were grinding to the right and to the left, trying to resist the emotions that seemed to have been on the edge of the horn. Wreaking his anger at the brown unraveling girl before him.

"Hiks. evil oppa! I hate oppa!" He said as he galloped to avoid Taehyung's deadly gaze.

Actually, the girl just felt disbelief in what Taehyung had done to her. He might just feel Syook with the incident just now. So he immediately left Taehyung alone in his room.

"Haaah~" he wastes his breath in frustration with what he just did earlier. That was his favorite sister. Why would he be able to yell at his beloved sister? Wicked, it was true what his sister said. He was evil, so bad that he treated him harshly.

Taehyung knew he had gone too far, but his sister had come at an inopportune time. He came while Taehyung was on a roller coaster ride.

What could he do?

Nothing, just regretting what he did.

He held the temple of his eyes hoping to reduce the dizzy feeling that hit the head of the stone. Then, weakly he placed his cushion on the soft sofa that was right next to him standing.

"Haah~ mianhe.." he said softly to his little sister who had left earlier.

Again he threw away in his breath, hoping that all the burden of his thought could be reduced by at least 40% from within him.

Continuing with a transverse position on his longest sofa, he fell asleep while covering half of his face using his burly hands as well. With a suit that he immediately threw indeterminate direction.

A few minutes later, from his uncomfortable movement, he sat back on his soft sofa. He moved to reach into the pocket of his pants, felt the square-shaped object to come out of the nest.

"Hallo, how? Hmm forced? Okay. I hope they don't regret it later. Hyung." Proudly he hung up the phone. Shows the cunning smile and devil he's got. Like getting lottery luck for a cruise ship, a trivial and evil smile really adorns the red ranum of the milk.

"All right, just wait. I'll step in." He then put his sleeping position back on the sofa. I hope the plan goes well. When's? Oh, well, he doesn't know either.

* * *

Cring cring..

The bell home from school has rang, the other students' children have regained the lives lost from earlier. They were so excited that someone jumped up in joy.

"Yuh! Go home" while dancing ala jarjid who say 'wall wall' like a fool? Well~ is more or less like that.

"Little yoona!" Call his close friend

he stood up to wait for her. "Yak. Kajja!" Said Yoona while embracing that tall body.

"Damniy! What's wrong with you? Why so-"

"Sst, I've found the idea! Yes!!" He said half screaming.

"Eh shhh don't yell. The others will know Yoon!" Soobin said while covering Yoona's mouth who was trying to shout excitedly.

After the incident, Yoona finally decided to say what plan she would do for the safety of her and the PARK family. Yoona explained one by one her plan, which was followed by Soobin's head who nodded in a sign of understanding. It was a little funny to see her expression trying to digest Yoona's words. And almost, he wanted to bite Soobin's cute lips as he said 'ooo' in a fit of anxiety.

Eits, of course that thought he threw away2. Where he might be able to do it.

"Yoona, I understand". Said Soobin who had laboriously digested Yoona's diluted idea.

Yoona who daritadi is watching Soobin chattering ria while occasionally beheading, making her subconscious mind fixed on one of the weakest points in her life. 'Soobin's lips'

"Yona!"

Yoona returned to neutralize her consciousness. Is he crazy? What did he just think? You stupid Yoona!

He blinked his eyes many times. Trying not to misbehave in the other class at this level.

"Yoona, frenchy? Are you okay?" He asked while holding Yoona's forehead to check her temperature.

"A-it-it-i-ye-a-I don't get sick" he said.

Shit! you're Yoona, what are you thinking? Remember that! You're a plain girl (her inner wriggling, feeling unaccepted by what she just experienced)

"Well, that's what you mean?" Ask Soobin again.

"A-what? M-m-what do you mean?" Yoona asked with the situation still wrong. He hoped that Soobin would not know what he had been thinking.

"Hahaha.. aakh kiyowo~ you've been thinking what the hell is Yoona? the answer is not connected to that" said Soobin while laughing amusedly looking at the dazed expression of the girl named Yoona.

"So, the plan, like that?" Ask again by slowing the tempo.

"Well, I mean hehe". Yoona was getting embarrassed at herself for failing to focus.

After talking, they finally went home to explore the photographed terrace of the afternoon street.

"Hallo, I saw it. All right, sir!"(?)

The man put on a slanted smile before he stuck out the 4-wheeled gas.