Chapter 68: The person he likes

                                    

                                          
Rosè: "..."
It was nerve-wracking to listen to him speak in incomplete sentences!
When she heard him benevolently give a response to relieve the awkward situation for her, Rosè quickly took his lead and suggested brazenly, "We don't have to wait until later! Let's invite Master Park to try out the new cell phone now!"
"..." Again, Park Jimin maintained his silence.
He simply let her wave the cell phone excitedly in front of his eyes before turning the phone on and handing it over to him.
He only had to receive the cell phone from her, casually swipe on it a few times, and say something good about it. Then, the work would be complete!
However, Park Jimin only took a glance at the cell phone before frostily looking back at her. After that, he didn't do anything further...
Seized by urgency, Rosè grabbed his hand to place the phone into it.
When her fingers touched his, she was stunned by the iciness of his fingertips and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand.
However, when she thought about how so many people were watching them onstage, she braced herself and put the cell phone into his palm.
After all, this was a product that the Park Corporation had invested in. Master Park, won't you please give it some face and say a word or two of praise?
Park Jimin: "..."
It was the first time any woman had been so bold and grabbed his hand just like that. The warmth from her fingertips sent a slight jolt into his body, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
He looked down at Rosè. Her head was on the same level as his chin.
Looking down at her, he watched her nervously gaze down at his hand as a few strands of baby hair from the top of her head stood up. From his point of view, she looked rather adorable.
Her hand that was tugging at his own felt soft and warm. It made him want to hold her hand and wrap his own hand over hers.
Park Jimin looked like he was in deep thought. When he saw her hastily retract her hand after placing the phone in his palm, his brows uncontrollably knitted together.
After what felt like a long time, he finally took a few glances at the cell phone in his hand like she was expecting him to.
"How is it?" Rosè asked while grasping the microphone in her hands and looking at him eagerly.
Afraid that Park Jimin might create more trouble for her, she even prepared an answer for him. "Doesn't Master Park think that this cell phone isn't quite the same as the ones you usually see?"
He did not even have to come up with an opinion and only had to repeat after her by saying that it wasn't quite the same.
Surely he would play along this way?
There was no absolute hopelessness in life, only more hopelessness!
"I can't see anything different," Park Jimin replied indifferently.
Rosè: "..."
Shouldn't they stop chatting now?
If they were to continue talking, she was afraid that she would just smash his head with the cell phone!
She had encountered people who have ruined a stage before, but not someone who was as bad as Park Jimin.
Everyone present felt so awkward for her that no one said a word...