She pretended to be fine for no reason.
“I stretched out and slept well. And you, President?”
“I didn’t sleep well. I think of Yoon Woo-yeon every night.”
“……. ”
“Let’s have a meal and go straight to the hotel. If you don’t like it, tell me now.”
Yeon didn’t say she didn’t like it.
The lounge at the top of the building was spacious and pleasant. There were green trees everywhere, making it feel refreshing.
“Other than cold dishes, is there anything else you dislike or can’t eat?”
In response to Taekyung’s question while looking at the menu, Yeon replied, ‘eggplants or cucumbers.’
Perhaps he thought it was unexpected, a short smile appeared on his lips.
“When I was young, Jae-hee used to eat without vegetables, often causing my mother to scold him. Miss Yoon Woo-yeon seems to have the same taste.”
Yeon responded.
“It doesn’t seem right to criticize someone’s taste in food.”
“Did it sound like I was criticizing?”
“Since you used the negative word ‘exactly that level.'”
As he poured water into the glass, he carefully examined Yeon’s face.
“Ah, I should use proper words in front of Yoon Woo-yeon, the anchor.”
After a while, the head chef came out personally and took their order. He had a curious expression, wondering who had rented the entire restaurant. While taking Taekyung’s order, he was consistently polite and kind.
Taekyung’s order was precise and meticulous.
He chose mainly the dishes Yeon enjoyed eating, with a request to exclude foods with textures like Korean cucumbers or eggplants. He also ordered wine.
When the chef disappeared into the kitchen, Taekyung, placing a neatly folded napkin on his suit pants, spoke to Yeon.
“My mother wants to see you again.”
“……. ”
“She wants to witness us getting engaged before my health deteriorates further.”
“What?”
When the word engagement came out of his mouth, Yeon almost spit out the water she was drinking. She hadn’t thought that far yet. While soothing her forehead, which had been smoothly stretched, she realized that she didn’t even want to mimic such a legal relationship as engagement or marriage.
If the engagement story spread, it would naturally lead to an interest in Yeon’s family background from that side, and if that happened, people from the Cha family might secretly investigate her. Of course, they might have done it already. Either way, she didn’t want to know. She just wanted to be known as someone who grew up lonely under her stepfather’s care after her mother and older sister went missing and were eventually treated as if they were dead.
She wanted to be known only as someone who lost her mother at a young age. She wished to be recognized only for that and grow up under her father’s care. “I don’t like engagement. There’s no need for it, and I don’t have the desire for such a thing.”
Even in Yeon’s chilled voice, Taekyung showed no signs of hesitation.
He nodded calmly in agreement.
“We’re the same age. Things might get complicated if we go that far, so I’m considering talking to my mother again.”
“How so?”
“Using Miss Yoon Woo-yeon’s profession?”
“Using? What do you mean?”
“As someone who earns a living based on public trust, she thinks scandals like engagement shouldn’t happen right now.”
“……. ”
“I’ll do my best to protect Miss Yoon Woo-yeon and persuade her.”
During their conversation, the staff brought out the appetizers.
It was asparagus topped with caviar, and as unique as its shape, it tasted good.
Yeon took a sip of wine. Anyway, Taekyung’s words meant going to the United States once again.
While cleaning the plate, she said, “What’s the compensation?”
Using the very speech style of Cha Taekyung, she spoke. Perhaps she had slept, but it might be a good way to draw a line.
He blinked his eyebrows.
Yeon stabbed the thorn into his face.
“What are you going to give me?”
He laughed. Taekyung’s gaze, holding a wine glass, momentarily broke the silence and sparkled.
“An invitation to the upper-class world?”
“……. ”
“You said you wanted to come. To my world.”
That meant that Taekyung would lead Yeon to the highest level, the Black level, within the wedding tower.
Yeon bit her lips tightly.
There, there was Park Min-kwon, Chairman Cho Se-hoon, and Choi In-young.
If she went there, she could meet them all. More than anything else, she wondered what expression Choi In-young would make when she faced her there.
Yeon neatly placed both hands on her knees.
“Please contact me as soon as the schedule is set. I hope the representative’s mother will be deceived again this time.”
“She probably will. She might have already read my mind.”
Yeon didn’t respond.
The car headed for the hotel.
After the meal, Yeon, who became a little drowsy, leaned back comfortably, and Taekyung took out a hawthorn candy from the rear console and put it in his mouth.
A five-hour flight, a meal larger than usual. Yeon felt a slight drowsiness.
“Are you sleepy?”
He asked if he should give her a hawthorn candy. Facing his gaze, the way Taekyung sweetly rolled the hawthorn candy with his tongue was quite fatal, so Yeon shook her head, denying it.
“Don’t refuse, eat it. Don’t regret it later.”
Eventually, Yeon took the hawthorn candy he offered and gently rolled it on her tongue. Feeling both the sweetness and bitterness, her somewhat lethargic body regained some energy.
It was when the candy was rolling in her mouth to the point where her cheeks were puffed.
Taekyung held Yeon’s hand. The joints of his fingers were entangled, and the palm of his hand met hers.
Yeon leaned her body deeper against the backrest. She thought it was fortunate that there was a backrest because the chest was pounding, and the low vibrating wind was making her feel a bit better.
During the move to the hotel, Taekyung didn’t let go of Yeon’s hand for a single moment.
Passing through the lobby, getting into the elevator, until the moment Taekyung opened the door to his hotel room, he didn’t release his grip.
And at the moment the open door closed, the two of them kissed each other without any need for words.
Cha Taekyung was fierce, and Yoon Woo-yeon was impulsive. Like the law of gravity, as if they were a pair from the beginning, they passionately embraced each other.
Yeon took off Taekyung’s shirt, and Taekyung omitted that part.
The taste of hawthorn lingered on the tip of the tongue.
Eating the same candy as him, it seemed like a good idea after all.
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
