THIS STORY IS NOT MINE !! IM JUST MAKING IT INTO TAEKOOK. THE ORIGINAL NAME OF THE STORY IS Wife is Fierce, Don't Mess With Her! by Gui Mushuang The taekook version was first written by -ALEXIS:).. Ig she abandoned the story cause the last chapter was updated on Nov, 2024...so I'm continuing it. If she ever comes back and want to complete Her version, then I will delete this. Also if the original Author asks me to delete it then I will. The credit to the pictures goes to Pinterest..

Also here..Jungkook is a Ger.

A ger is a fictional third gender commonly found in Chinese webnovels or danmei (BL) stories, especially in historical or alternate universe settings. Biologically male but capable of pregnancy and childbirth. Gers usually have a distinct physical mark, such as a red mole between their eyebrows (optional depending on the world). In many societies, they are treated similarly to women: expected to marry, manage household affairs, and bear children. Despite being male, they often lack the rights and freedom given to other men. Gers are rare and sometimes considered precious, but are also frequently restricted by tradition and social roles. The way gers are treated depends on the setting—some worlds see them as fragile and marriage-bound, while others challenge that stereotype.

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North City.

Southwest Huaye Prison.

"0959, you have a visitor!"

An icy cold voice sounded along with the clanging of an iron door. Jungkook had his eyes lowered and was sitting quietly at the corner beside his bed in the cell. Hearing this shout, he raised his head like a mechanical puppet.

He was a ger who looked to be around twenty-three to twenty-four years old.

He had ivory white skin and delicate, smooth facial features, with long, slightly upturned, curled eyelashes, above a sharp nose and a pair of red lips. With all of this combined, it was an exquisite and beautiful face.

Even the ugly prisoner uniform and messy short hair could not conceal his beauty.

But his eyes looked so dull that it seemed like he had lost his desire for life.

"Bang, bang, bang!”

“0959, you have a visitor!”

The female prison guard hit the iron door of the cell as loud as she could as she threw icy-glares at Jungkook —her expression slightly angry. It was obvious that she had no patience.

And the 0959 she was talking about, was Jungkook’s identification number.

Every prisoner in this prison had a number.

Jungkook finally raised his head, his lips moving slightly as if responding to the shout. Standing up, he followed the female prison guard out; his steps heavy and slow, like those of a dying man.

But his dull looking pupils slightly constricted and finally showed some fluctuation when he went into the visiting room and saw a woman with a big belly sitting on the chair.

Bang!

The iron door closed, isolating all sounds inside the visiting room.

The woman with a big belly had a pair of enchanting red lips, a sexy and charming face, and was wearing a red loose dress. Other than her belly, her figure had not changed that much and remained voluptuous despite being pregnant. She was beautiful and arrogant, attracting people’s attention. Even if she was pregnant, she did not neglect herself and maintained her dazzle.

Compared with the present Jungkook, one was like a queen, and the other was the lowliest prisoner, down to the dust. Her exquisite facial features—which were her only highlight—were flattened into the dust and was not worth mentioning.

One could not hear his normally pleasant voice as it was now hoarse and raspy. It was as if he had not spoken for a long time.

Yu Da-hee seemed uncomfortable with Jungkook's voice and instead, offered the ger a disgusted look. She caressed her neck with exaggerated movements before she cleared her throat and said

With her charming voice that sounded close to an oriole, Han So-hee—the sexiest enchantress in North City—could seduce people’s souls with her voice alone. She exuded deadly charm from top to bottom.

It also showed a stark contrast with Jungkook .

Now, when she saw Jungkook's face turning pale, the corners of her lips lifted.

That triumphant tone slightly destroyed her beauty at the moment, but soon, this illusion disappeared.

It was as if she was a victorious general looking down with utmost satisfaction at a defeated rival in front of her; she was waiting for Jungkook to show a desperate expression. In such a way, it was proof of her winning beautifully!

But after waiting for some time, Han So-hee did not see Jungkook become agitated.

It seemed that apart from Jungkook's initial surprise, he returned to the wooden appearance he had when he came in.

It was uninteresting and disappointing.

An evil smile appeared on Han So-hee's lips, but Jungkook did not respond. Sohee finally got annoyed.

She became angry when she did not see the expression she wanted to see.

Incomparable hatred and disgust.

Finally hearing her real thoughts, an excited expression appeared on So-hee's face. Arrogantly raising her head, she pulled some sarcasm when she heard Jungkook continue.

This word slightly provoked So-hee . She swept her gaze over at Jungkook with her eyes full of disgust and disdain.

Raising her painted fingernails, she blew at them.

She stood up and pointed at Jungkook, angrily scolding him. The bulge of her abdomen was especially glaring.

Jungkook hands clenched into fists; his nails, which had not been trimmed for some time, dug into his flesh and caused a deep-seated pain.

Han So-hee was his biological sister but was so sinister to such an extent. She would not let him off even though he was in prison.

Their family framed him and put him in prison, and yet still had the cheek to come and face him!

Destroying his happy life, persecuting his adoptive parents, and now, was even standing in front of him and proudly spewing such vicious words!

His pupils which looked lifeless at first finally showed some hatred—hiseyes slowly turned from red to bloodshot because of his sudden burst of emotion. Jungkook’s gaze looked a tad bit terrifying.

However, this did not scare So-hee, who only dropped by to show off her strength. Seeing Jungkook's expression, it somehow made her feel pleased, for it was the kind of reaction she was waiting for. Han So-Hee gloated over the fact that Jungkook showed such expression.

Even if Jungkook was her biological brother!

She was full of disgust for her brother.

So-hee's words made Jungkook grit his teeth. Just when he was about to pounce on So-hee and grab her face like an angry beast, someone suddenly held the back of his waist. There was a sharp pain afterward—like some cold liquid was being injected into him.

At that moment, everything spun around in front of Jungkook ’s eyes. So-hee’s face, along with the wicked smile plastered on it, slowly blurred out. Before she fainted, Jungkook could only hear a cold-blooded and merciless voice.

“Number 0959, had an unexpected sudden death when he was let out for exercise!”

All of Jungkook ’s last consciousness stopped on these words. Then, his body fell limp.

There was no sound.

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Jeon Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook!

A shout sounded by his ear. In an instant, the surroundings became noisy; it was as if many people were talking all at the same time.

But the shout ringing in his ear seemed particularly disturbing.

Jungkook thought that it was already time for exercise in the prison, and so he sleepily mumbled to himself. Suddenly, a strong force came...

The voice had gotten louder and it finally woke Jungkook.

He raised his head, thinking that it was a prison guard, but he saw a young female student with her hair up in a bun instead.

There was a sense of distant familiarity to that face.

Seeing Jungkook raising his head all so suddenly, Yoon Harin pushed him and threw a form.

Then she left, vacating the seat beside Jungkook, not quite noticing his pale face.

Jungkook looked around and was at a loss.

He seemed to remember the name of this female classmate.

He could clearly remember that he should be in prison at this time. When he thought of Han Sohee’s face, he had an impulse to be violent.

But after this impulsiveness passed, the sensitive Jungkook soon regained his senses.

"Number 0959, had an unexpected sudden death when he was let out for exercise!”

Unexpected sudden death!

These cold words were still ringing in his ears and Jungkook immediately understood the meaning of it.

However, he looked around and then stretched out his trembling hands.

His hands were tender and smooth; they could be likened to exquisite silk and were so fair that they seemed to glow.

There were no calluses on his palm from working in the prison, and more so, no stick marks on his arms. These hands belonged to that of a young boy!

His heart started to beat wildly. Jungkook could not believe it. Did he come back to life?

Everything around him was so familiar that it made him feel like crying.

Suddenly, a mocking laugh sounded.

This laughter made Jungkook look up.

It was his former classmate, Seo Yuna from the study committee.

The girl had ruby red lips and pearly white teeth, and she was full of vigorous vitality. She looked slightly arrogant as she sneered at Jungkook.

Around her were several female classmates who were also laughing and staring at Jungkook.

Jungkook remembered that this was the third year of high school. The time when they were about to be distributed.

Distribution was to let those students who did not want to take the college entrance examination leave the school early and not take the examination.

Jungkook chose not to take the examination that year, which led to the Han family hating his academic background after they had found him.

And now, the distribution form he had asked from the form teacher and handed to him by the class monitor, Yoon Harin, was lying quietly on the table as if it was a dream.

Jungkook now knew that even if he were to continue to study, it would not be long before the Han family came looking for him.

With the influence of the Han family, his adoptive parents were unable to resist at all!

But he could not go back to that wolf’s den. He wanted to take revenge!

Thinking of this, Jungkook’s slender and long fingers crumpled the form into a ball!

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Seo Yuna’s mocking voice sounded again, and it seemed to pull Jungkook back from his thoughts.

He paused and pursed his lips, then spread out the distribution form again, but his eyes never spared Seo Yuna a glance.

Being ignored by Jeon Jungkook, Seo Yuna’s expression turned slightly stiff.

She had always been an influential person in their class. She was a beautiful and charming girl who did well in her studies in the eyes of her classmates.

How could an ‘invisible’ person in class ignore her today?

Was he seeking death?

Students like Jeon Jungkook, who were not good in their studies and were never extraordinary, were undoubtedly ‘invisible’ people in the eyes of those who liked to show off.

Seo Yuna’s face was stark red and the students around quickly helped her. One by one, they started mocking Jungkook.

If it had been before, Jungkook would have been angry hearing people mocking him, and yet he would still keep the anger inside of him, not daring to let it out.

But today, Jeon Jungkook felt that these people were noisy, just like frogs!

With a scrape, he took his crumpled distribution form and went straight out of the classroom.

Behind him, Seo Yuna and her group of followers all looked at one another and became furious.

At that time, Jungkook was eighteen years old, and it was undoubtedly the best part of his life. However, he still lived an unhappy school life.

He was slightly chubby, old-fashioned, did not know how to dress up, and he looked dull and a bit autistic.

In the eyes of these people, Jungkook was a ‘freak’ that could never integrate into any group.

He was dressed in a loose school uniform, his exquisite facial features were blocked by thick-framed bangs, and his chubby face led to all of his advantages being completely hidden.

It was not surprising at all for him to be not popular.

He held that distribution form and was a little anxious when he learned that he had been reborn.

The Han family was a rich family from North City. It seemed like they had nothing to do with him, but in fact, he was the second son abandoned by the Han family from before.

Jungkook did not know how he was abandoned, but he knew that the Han family did not like him at all.

His adoptive parents had pampered him, and with that alone he could live a smooth life.

But, a few months later, when something happened to the Han family company, the Lee family in the same city offered to help them on the condition that Han Sohee, the famous Miss of the Han family in North City, marry the silly son of the Lee family.

Han Sohee had always been arrogant ever since she was a child.

Even if something happened to her family, she would not agree to sacrifice herself, but then again, the Han family also could not bear to do it.

After using every conceivable means, they thought of this abandoned second son.

They found Jungkook’s adoptive family and used some means to force him to go back to the Han family to marry the silly young master of the Lee family instead of Han Sohee.

Unfortunately, the silly young master did not live long. A car had hit him when he went out one day and passed away.

By then, the innocent Jeon Jungkook had just returned to the Han family and earned the reputation of being a jinx.

He was not only hated by the Lee family but also despised by the Han family.

If it wasn’t for Song Haneul's appearance...

Jungkook thought of the warm gentleman, thought of the gentle words he had whispered in his ears, and it provoked tears in his eyes soon after...

He had spent two years in prison and did not see through everything like he had imagined he would.

Now, when he thought of these things, it still pained his heart!

Jungkook was the name his adoptive father—Jeon Daehyun—had given him.

When his father first found Jungkook, he gave him this name in the hopes that his life would be like a cup of sake.

He did not need to live a vigorous life, but live life with his own taste.

Unfortunately, it was full of twists and turns.

He had lived vigorously, but died nursing a grievance.

Thinking of this, Jeon Jungkook’s eyes that were slightly red because of the wind, looked up at the sky, forcing the tears back into his eyes.

He clenched his fist and tried to persuade himself to suppress the hatred in his heart.

His hatred for the Han family was not only because of the things they had done to him but also because they had caused the accident of his adoptive parents...

Jungkook’s mind suddenly felt like a string tightening in an instant.

💭I came back to life again and it's before I returned to the Han family.

Thinking of this, Jeon Jungkook’s slightly dim eyes lit up with a ray of hope.

Feeling the excitement in his heart, he couldn’t care less that it was still schooltime and immediately moved his legs, heading home at full speed.

The school gatekeeper happened to be absent, so Jeon Jungkook escaped out of the school gate at a smooth pace.

The fresh air, the heavy traffic, and pedestrians coming and going were all colorful.

Such a scene before seeing his parents made Jungkook feel unreal.

A shrill scream brought Jungkook back from his thoughts.

He looked towards where the scream came from. It came from a military green jeep parked on the side of the road.

Just as it was about to start, a three-year-old child ran behind it. The jeep was too high to see the child from the rearview mirror.

If it wasn’t for the scream of the passer-by, the jeep would have almost hit the child when it started to reverse.

The child was in shock, but no one stuck his head out of the car.

The pedestrian by the side picked up the child and the child’s mother ran over and held her child tightly.

Someone from the car leaned out and said

He was a young man with a tuft of hair dyed white. He was wearing a men’s green sleeveless t-shirt and had a cigarette between his lips, looking like a ruffian.

Perhaps because of his bad attitude and sinister look, the mother of the child held the child tightly and shivered with fear. She dared not say a word.

The passers-by immediately began to accuse the young man of having no morals.

Seeing this, Jungkook looked indifferent and did not plan to be an on-looker. His mind was full of his parents at the moment.

He was about to leave when he saw that the driver of the jeep was about to drive away for he had been angered by the accusation of the passers-by.

But the crowd of passers-by had somehow blocked his line of sight at the side.

So just when Jungkook stepped out, the car drove out and almost hit him!

Screech!

The screeching sound of the brakes almost burst people’s eardrums!

Min Yoongi hit the steering wheel and cursed out loud when he saw that he had almost hit a boy!

The passers-by saw that his jeep almost ran into another person and finally began to move away, watching from afar.

Jungkook was calmer than before, but he was still frightened by this sudden movement.

He shivered a little and looked at the person in the car.

Vaguely, he saw a man sitting in the backseat, whose face he could not see clearly.

He could only see a trace of a cheek, but there was a fierce and oppressive air coming out from there.

Jungkook was stunned for a few seconds but soon jogged away, not even bothering to get even with the driver.

When Yoongi saw him running away, he was slightly dumbfounded even though he had a great experience.

He turned his head to look at the person sitting in the back.

The cold voice was like a piece of ice that had not melted for a thousand years. It was deep and magnetic, one which could make one shiver all over.

His face, hidden in the dim light, was as handsome as if God had meticulously carved it.

There was a hint of coldness in his long and narrow eyes, and his pursed lips showed that he was slightly distressed.

The dark and oppressive air made Yoongi stunned.

He turned his head and drove away.

A fierce shout made Min Yoongi tightly clamp his mouth shut.

However, Min Yoongi had no courage to say it out loud.

...

When the two-story square building appeared in front of his eyes, Jungkook suddenly had mixed emotions.

He had not seen his parents for many years.

He had never seen them ever since he was forced back to the Han family.

The only news he received was of their deaths!

News of their deaths!

These words deeply stabbed into Jungkook’s heart, making his heart feel like a bunch of needles had pricked it. It was even more painful than when he was killed by the prison guard Han So-hee had bribed.

He still remembered his parents’ kindness, but he never had a chance to repay them.

When he thought of this, Jeon Jungkook clenched his fists.

Finally, Jungkook mustered up his courage and walked towards the small building.

They lived on the residential street west of A City. This street was relatively ordinary, and two streets down was already a luxurious metropolis.

There were many kinds of department stores and standing there, in which one could see a magnificent landscape, and it provided a stark contrast to the low houses here somehow.

Most of the people who lived here were from ordinary families.

Jeon Jungkook’s family was one of them.

The first story lived a middle-aged husband and wife who ran a supermarket, and above them was Jeon Jungkook’s home.

When the middle-aged woman, who was eating sunflower seeds, saw Jungkook suddenly appearing here during school hours, she started to loudly rasp