The Crippled Boss's Outstanding Substitute Wife | Book 3

573.I'm Awesome

"Nothing. I didn't take it seriously," Lisa turned around and smiled at Jungkook. "It's over." Her heart, perhaps, was cold like Krystal had said. That was why she could quickly withdraw the kindness she showed Krystal and return to the bystander's perspective.

"Mrs. Jeon, you don't have to care about what other people think," Jungkook gently hugged Lisa and planted a gentle kiss on her hair. "No matter what, I will always be by your side." Hearing Lisa telling Jackson that she could witness every stage of his future, Jungkook felt joy blooming in him. Since she said this, he took it seriously. In every stage of his future, he had to have her by his side.

As the college entrance examination approached, the movie "Missing Girl" was finally about to end filming. On the day of the wrap-up, Lisa attended the celebration party. Baekhyun was drunk. Usually, when he saw Eunha, he would blush and stay away from her. He did not dare to take the initiative to speak, but now he was pulling Eunha's arm. He was crying. "I... have suffered so much... I've finally finished making the movie I wanted to make. My first movie, sob... I'm so happy. I thought I would never have the chance to film my movie in this lifetime..."

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Eunha had drunk quite a lot, but she was still sober. Her cheeks were blushing, either because she was embarrassed or drunk. She tried to push Baekhyun away. "Wake up, Don't cry."

"You... you don't know how happy I am," Baekhyun did not move. He insisted on clinging onto Eunha. Not only did he cling to her, but he also cried even louder. A handsome man was crying like a kid. "Wu Yu... that bastard Wu Yu, didn't he look down upon me? He even said that no one would watch my movie. I want to let him see whether or not anyone watched the movie I made wholeheartedly!"

"Director Baekhyun," Lisa felt that it was funny. She held her face with her hand as she looked at Baekhyun and asked, "Then what do you think of your movie?"

"It's great! My movie is great, much better than that bastard Wu Yu's movie! His... Is his movie even worthy of being called a movie? It's trash!" Baekhyun slammed the table. He was drunk and poured another mouthful of wine into his mouth as he looked at Lisa with tears streaming down his face. "Mrs. Jeon, thank you too. I would have gone home and given up my dreams if it weren't for you. No matter what, I made this movie, and I'm satisfied... I'm worthy of my many years of perseverance..." As he said this, he began to cry again at the top of his voice. He was crying at Lisa, but his hands kept hugging Eunha as he sobbed. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, each one of you. If it weren't for you, there wouldn't be this movie, sob..."

Eunha was speechless. It was fine if Baekhyun hugged and cried while talking to her, but why was he still hugging her when talking to Mrs. Jeon? She doubted the man was deliberately pretending to be drunk to take advantage of her.

"He's drunk," Seeing through Eunha's thoughts, Lisa said with a smile, "otherwise, Baekhyun would only modestly say that he did his best."

Baekhyun was an interesting man. When sober, he was humble, saying he did his best and could only wait for the market's feedback. However, drunk, he would loudly say that his filming was perfect.

When Eunha heard Lisa's words, she could not help but laugh. "Baekhyun is such a big man. Why is he so cute..." He was genuine, naive, and cute.

At the same time, Yeri's production team finished filming. Lei Bing sat beside Wu Yu during the party and leaned on him seductively. "Director Wu Yu, thank you for taking care of our Sisi during this time. Come, let me toast to you."

Yeri raised her wine glass and said perfunctorily, "Director Wu Yu, cheers."

Yeri was a little absent-minded during this time. Sehun was injured. To let Sehun feel her gentleness and consideration, she often took leave and brought soup to visit Sehun. Wu Yu was dissatisfied with this. When he saw Yeri's attitude, his face darkened. But he considered Sehun and still forced a smile. "Come, cheers. Yeri, you are a little girl. You just have to take a sip. Others, feel free to drink as much as you want." As he said this, Wu Yu raised his head and drank the wine in his glass.

Lei Bing naturally did not take Wu Yu's polite words seriously and drank the wine in one gulp. Meanwhile, Yeri took a sip and put down the wine glass.