3.1

Jungkook got the answer that was equivalent to obtaining a death-free gold medal and jumping out of Kim Leyu’s death note.

He was in a good mood and became more immersed in the audition. His performance was earth shaking and moving. Not only did he cry but the interview staff members were about to cry.

The assistant director in charge of the audition asked him a few questions before telling him to go back and wait for the news.

Jungkook didn’t ask too much. After all, there were too many things when it came to determining a role. It wasn’t just an actor’s image and acting skills but also the capital behind them.

He had experienced too many auditions and already understood the twists and turns behind this. He had long learned to calm his mind.

Therefore, Jungkook politely thanked the person and left the interview  room.

Once out of the room, Jungkook walked toward the elevator, ready to go home and rest for a while. He had experienced too much in just a few hours!

Speaking of which, where was the original owner’s house?

The moment he thought this, the name of a place automatically jumped out in his mind.

Jungkook tentatively took a taxi and headed for the location. Sure enough, memories appeared in his mind as he approached the destination.

These memories weren’t clear and profound. They were foggy and were just a vague shadow.

However, Jungkook wasn’t in a hurry. He had now solved the biggest crisis of Kim Leyu. What else was there to fear?

Was there anything more terrible in this world than the villain?

No!

Thus, he could relax first and wait for the memories of the original owner to return slowly.

The car stopped at the door of the community. Jungkook got out of the car, entered the community and walked toward the familiar apartment building with his physical instincts.

He didn’t even need to think. His hand automatically pressed the button for floor 15 after entering the elevator.

Jungkook watched the elevator rising. He got out of the elevator on the 15th floor, turned his feet naturally to the right and came in front of an apartment door.

He took out the key, opened the door, looked at the spacious room in front of him and sighed with relief.

It wasn’t easy to finally rest.

He changed shoes and entered. As he passed by the  kitchen, Jungkook vaguely heard some movement in the kitchen. Jungkook turned back in confusion and walked vigilantly toward the kitchen. In front of the gas stove, a  child who looked five or six years old was standing on a bench and seemed to be cooking.

A child?????

How come there was a child in this house? The original owner had a child?

Jungkook looked doubtfully at the child in front of him.

The child heard footsteps and slowly turned to meet Jungkook’s eyes.

He was very good-looking and handsome. Most children were still cute at his age but Jungkook could already see the refinement and contours of his features quite clearly.

His eyelashes were very long but they weren’t curled up. They hung down tightly, blocking his overly clear eyes. He looked at Jungkook without any surprise about his parents coming back. He was calm and even indifferent.

“I’m cooking noodles. Do you want to eat them?”

Jungkook, “……”

Jungkook couldn’t help approaching and looking inside the pot.

There were many noodles. They swam in the pot with a few green vegetables and looked very miserable and bland.

“You are going to eat this?” He asked the child in front of him.

The child gave a cold ‘hmm’ and seemed to not want to speak to him any longer.

Jungkook thought about it before going to the refrigerator and opening it.

He was really startled to see that the floor layers of the refrigerator had almost nothing in it apart from a few eggs, a handful of vegetables, a bag of noodles and two tomatoes.

He opened the freezer to take a look. What a good guy. It was also clean and spotless.

So the original owner didn’t cook at home?

This refrigerator was just a decoration?

Jungkook sighed. He walked back to the stove and turned off the fire.

The child looked up at him. There might be doubts in his eyes but there was no expression on his face, let alone surprise. “What are you doing?”

“I will take you out to eat.” Jungkook looked at him. “At your age, you are still growing up. You can’t eat so lightly. I’ll take you out to eat something good.”

The child in front of him showed a rare confused, strange and slightly mocking expression. He looked quietly at Jungkook without looking.

Jungkook saw this fan-shaped statistical charge in the  child’s eyes and was a bit uncomfortable. “What is with your expression?”

“And…” He looked at the child in front of him, afraid to expose the fact that he had changed. He deliberately put on the airs of an adult. “I will test you. What is the relationship between us?”

The child, “……”

“What do you call me?”

The child, “……”

“What do I call you?”

The child, “……”

Jungkook wondered, “Why aren’t you talking?”

The child helplessly rolled his dark eyes before turning around and turning on the fire again.

Jungkook simply passed by him and turned off the main gas switch. “I said I will take you out to eat. Why do you still want to eat noodles?”

He walked over and reached out to lift the child off the bench.

The child looked at him with surprise and disbelief.

Jungkook was planning to say something when he saw the traces of bruises on the child’s arm. In addition, there was also an injury that was clearly done by something like a stick.

He couldn’t help pulling up the child’s sleeve to carefully observe it.

“What is going on here?” Jungkook looked at the other arm that was also bruised. “Who hit you? Your classmate? Or your teacher?”

The child in front of him showed a complicated fan-shaped chart in his eyes. However, this time the chart was 30% confused, 40% speechless and 30% ridicule.

Jungkook, ‘Why is a five or six year old  child like you so proficient in fan-shaped charts? At this time, shouldn’t you cry and complain about your grievances, rushing into the arms of an adult? Why draw a chart at this time? Are you a drawing expert?!’

“You can rest assured. I won’t say that you told me. Tell me and I will help you get justice. Whoever hit you, I will let you hit them back.”

The child in front of him heard him say this and finally showed some movement. “You will let me hit whoever hit me?”

“Of course.” Jungkook looked at him. “Otherwise, do you want to be hit for nothing?”

“You’re right.” The child nodded.

“So is it your classmate or your teacher?” Jungkook was worried. “You go to school, right?”

The child kept nodding. “Yes.”

“Who bullied you?”

The child blinked, his long eyelashes like feathers. He smiled gently, his handsome face showing a rare childish cuteness.

“You,” he whispered. “So now will you let me hit you back?”

Jungkook, “……”

Jungkook, “!!!!”

Jungkook, “????”

Jungkook looked at the smile of the child in front of him and deeply felt that this was probably the so-called ‘hiding a knife in a smile’ or ‘a needle in cotton.’ This small smile contained great energy!

He laughed awkwardly and politely before wondering, “How could I hit you? You remembered it incorrectly. I would never hit a child. I am so kind.”

“Oh?” The child made a sound before pulling his arm away. Then he bent down, pulled up his trouser legs and showed the injury on his leg.

Jungkook, ‘!!! Fu*k!’

The original owner wasn’t a person!

He could actually act against such a small child!

Wait!

Jungkook suddenly felt like he remembered something. A child, abuse, a child who lived with ‘Jungkook’…

He felt like he was hit on the head and blankly asked the child in front of him, “Jeon… Jeon Fei?”

“Yes.” The child answered quietly. “So will you let me hit you back?”

Jungkook, “……”

Jungkook: QAQ.

This was too miserable!

Too miserable!

He just solved Kim Leyu’s side. How could he now encounter Jeon Fei’s side?

Jeon Fei wouldn’t let him marry a dog after growing up but he would trap Jungkook straight in the little black  room! He hated Jungkook enough to turn him into a dog!

Jungkook felt heartbroken. Other people transmigrated into emperors or the son of a rich family. What about him? He was still struggling on the edge of life or death. He finally crossed a hurdle only for Heaven to send him another hurdle.

How could he forget? At this time, Kim Leyu and Jeon Fei hadn’t grown up yet. Jeon Fei was naturally still with the original owner and was abused by the original owner.

Jeon Fei looked at the child in front of him. Jeon Fei’s appearance was very handsome and clean. Looking closer, Jungkook could see that the child was somewhat similar to himself.

Previously when he was in Taehyung’s guest bedroom, Jungkook had seen his current appearance in the mirror. To his surprise, he and the original owner looked almost exactly the same. The only difference was that there was a teardrop mole under his eye while the original owner didn’t have one.

Therefore, it made sense that Jeon Fei looked like him. After all, the nephew looked like the uncle and Jeon Fei was the nephew of the original owner.

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