I'm Secretly Married to a Bigshot [ JenLisa adaptation ]

Chapter 62

“Krystal, why are you suddenly asking about this?” Mino finally replied after a long moment of silence.

Krystal felt that something was amiss even though he sounded the same.

She took a deep breath to calm down and continued, “I was just curious.”

“You haven’t answered my question. If I wasn’t the one who saved you that night, but someone else instead, what would you do?

“Would you fall for that girl because of this?”

“Weren’t you the one that night?” Mino didn’t bother answering her question. “I don’t bother analyzing hypothetical situations.”

“But…”

“Krystal, you’re the one who saved me that night. You were the first person I saw when I opened my eyes, and you were completely drenched beside me. Your eyes were red while you called my name repeatedly.

“I don’t know how to answer your previous question. But if you weren’t the one who saved me that night, I’d be very disappointed. Krystal, I hate it when people lie to me.

“It’s all the more painful to be lied to by someone so close. So, please don’t lie to me. Otherwise, I don’t know what I’d resort to.”

Krystal’s expression stiffened. The hand gripping the cell phone stiffened as well.

Although she couldn’t see him, she could feel the coldness in his voice from across the line.

…

The Song family.

By the huge pool.

The housemaid stood by the side and held a glass of iced cold water to him. Mino received it and took two sips as he looked at his cell phone screen. He then placed it on the table.

The housemaid then handed him a peeled grape. “ Young Master Song.”

Mino looked up and waved her off. “Leave these here. I don’t need anyone to serve me, leave for now.”

“Yes, Young Master Song.”

He’d just showered and had a white towel wrapped around him as he lay on the deck chair by the pool.

His toned chest and legs were revealed.

He was rather fair, and his skin had a cooler tone to it. He looked rather like a vampire in the sunlight.

Unlike most rich second-generation heirs who looked weak and had a lack of exercise, he was pretty well-built.

This group of them had high standards for their health and body.

Before the housemaid left, she stole a glance of the man lying there and felt her heart race.

Young Master’s figure… was so good.

Those muscles… made her heart race.

Especially the defined abdominal muscles. She’d counted them before—eight packs!

Her Young Master had great looks and figure and graduated from a renowned university. And he was the only heir.

He really was the chosen one.

She felt like not many girls in the whole of Yuncheng City could be worthy of the Young Master.

If Young Master didn’t have a manic disorder, he would’ve been perfect.

But even with this disorder, he was still a very eligible man.

Just with his status as the Young Master of the Song family, he was already an ideal catch for a lot of women.