Minjun's Possible Younger Sibling

"Why do you think my mom is taking so long to get out of that car?" Minjun asked, narrowing his eyes at the car parked outside of their house. 

"Young master," his maid said. "I think we already know." 

Minjun's eyes widened as he looked at his maid. 

"You don't think—" 

"That's disgusting!" he exclaimed. "I'm not ready for a sibling—especially from a guy like that!" 

"What do you mean?" she asked. "Sir Lei is quite handsome," she giggled. 

Minjun grimaced. "My big bro doesn't like him. I could tell. Besides, he strangely looks like a cucumber." 

His maid was chuckled in amusement. "I see," she muttered. "You really put your big brother in high regard." 

"Of course," Minjun muttered. "He's the one who will never leave me." 

With that, he continued looking at the car, burning holes into the sleek exterior. 

Meanwhile, inside the car was filled with silence. 

'Mint, check!'