"THESE KIMCHI dumplings are so good, Hyung," Wonyoung said while munching on the kimchi dumplings that his Omega father-in-law packed for him. He was cradling the container on his lap as if it were a treasure. "From which brand are these? Let's buy the same brand and stock up."
His parents-in-law invited them for dinner, but they had to decline because it was getting late already.
An Baekya was still waiting for them at the acting academy.
Sure, we could have just asked Uncle George to drive Baekya home. But we promised the kid that we'd pick him up personally. Plus, I saw how shaken he was earlier. I want to comfort Baekya and not make him feel like we're neglecting him.
Hence, Wonyoung and Yun Dujun were on their way to the academy.
Yes, just the two of them.
Of course, the Alpha was the one driving the car.
I'm a passenger princess.
"Those kimchi dumplings were homemade."
"Oh, by your parents' private chef?"
