107 I Am Not The Jealous Type

"What the fuck are you doing here, Haneul?" Said Anton with a frowning face. His eyes clearly emitting rays of anger.

However, even if he was giving Haneul the grimy look, Yanmei quickly walked to the direction of the door and wrapped her arms around Anton's neck. "Yeong! I can't believe you are here. I miss you so much."

Anton suddenly felt his fury melted for a moment. He hugged her slender waist. He leaned to Yanmei's side and savored the scent of her hair before returning his attention to Sun Haneul.

"Anton! How are you? We greet each other the same as always," said Haneul. He would have extended his hand, except Anton's hands, were busy.

"You did not answer my question," Anton coldly said. "Why are you here?"

"Relax, Anton. We are just having friendly lunch… And it's not just her," he pointed to the staff outside. "I bought food for everyone."

"And why do you need to buy them food - "