Choi Seojun,your cold CEO husband.

The rain is falling outside the Choi mansion.. with the water falling hard "Let me see if you understood." Said seo-yun sitting, legs crossed, hands clasped together. Seriously, sitting in his red armchair.. he adjusts himself better "You want me, to give you 102 scripts so that you, who do nothing here.. go see your Koreans.. what were they called.. bts? Twich? " A dry laugh escapes his throat, he sits better. "..I'll give them to you, but you have to do something.. since you're useless here, and you haven't even taken off my shoes.. your role as the husband of this place is.. bad." He said. He smiles "But ok, I'll give them to you.. kneel and ask for it kneeling.. no, something better.. kneel, take off my shoes, give me a compliment.. and I'll give it to you right now" He smiles while resting his head in his hand. Outside the rain was still quite heavy