Although he had never worried, Jihu nodded his head as if enchanted by Hayan’s assertiveness.
Knock, knock, the sound of knocking made Minje put down the paperclip he was holding.
“Come in.”
In this house, the only person who would knock on his door other than Miran was probably Hayan. And Minje speculated with a high probability that it was indeed Hayan.
Sure enough, the door opened, and Hayan peeked in.
“Are you busy?”
“If you’re busy, you’re busy, and if not, you’re not.”
“What kind of answer is that?”
Seeing Hayan scrunching up her nose, Minje chuckled.
“It means I’ll decide whether to make time or not, depending on what it is.”
Hayan’s pupils rolled, trying to gauge which side her business was on.
“Alright then, feel free to tell me.”
As Minje shook hands, Hayan pursed her lips slightly.
“Huh, giving and taking. But Hayan soon smoothed out her expression. Although she could have fun on her own with Jihu, it seemed that relationship improvement between father and son was urgently needed in this house.
“By any chance, would you like to play badminton?”
Her mom’s broad-minded personality inherited in her had surely become a permanent fixture.
‘Just a bit, it wasn’t right.’
Hayan laughed, rationalizing her actions.
“Badminton?”
With a completely unexpected question, Minje asked with a bewildered expression.
“Yes, badminton. Surely you’ve played at least once?”
Men usually fall for such questions.
“Of course, I know how to play.”
Exactly like this.
“Great then. We’re going to play badminton in the yard with Jihu. Join us to make some memories with Jihu.”
Minje thought for a moment about what to do, but since he had made a request, he couldn’t refuse.
“I’ll be out soon.”
“Yes, then I’ll go out first.”
When Hayan happily went out, Minje made a grumbling sound and stroked his dry face. Suddenly, he remembered the paint incident a few days ago.
“Well, it should be fine.”
For some reason, he felt a bit scared of this gathering that consumed both physical and mental strength, but he thought it might be due to his mood.
Standing on the fresh grass, Hayan smiled as she looked at the bright blue sky and the garden beginning to form a dense green.
“The weather’s great.”
On days like this, your mood somehow becomes better. Hearing the mumbling sound from Hayan’s recalling face, Jihu responded with an expression that didn’t sympathize.
“It feels hot, though.”
As Hayan yawned, her body creaked for a moment.
Hold on, no need to react to every word of an unknowing child. Internally grumbling, Hayan took out the badminton racket and swirled it around.
“Have you ever played badminton?”
“No, I haven’t.”
Touching the racket like he was looking at a strange object, Jihu raised the corners of Hayan’s lips. Well, I knew it would be like this. Since Jihu was a smart kid, he would quickly learn anything if taught.
“I used to be called a flying squirrel in Sinrim-dong in the old days. So, I’ll take responsibility and teach you well.”
“Huh? What were you called? A flying, squirrel…?”
At that moment, Minje, who had just come out, made a whistling sound upon hearing Hayan’s declaration.
Hayan, who hadn’t seen Minje because she was facing the entrance, gasped, realizing he was there.
“The timing is really exquisite. It just had to come out at a time like this. But instead of feeling embarrassed, Hayan strengthened her gaze.
Her nickname isn’t just Sinrim-dong Flying Squirrel. There’s also a dancing leopard cat and a crazy fighting rooster. Now that she thinks about it, it was all like a feast of animals, but anyway, there was no need to make up nonexistent words.
“What’s wrong with being a flying squirrel? It means I have good motor skills.”
Although Hayan confidently spoke with her hands on her waist, Minje, far from being overwhelmed by that sight, bit down on her lips to hold back her laughter.
Whoever gave her that nickname must have had exceptional insight. Minje tried hard not to imagine scenes of a small and cute creature struggling and exerting effort.
“Ahem, I didn’t say anything.”
He managed to suppress his laughter and raised his hands as if surrendering.
“It doesn’t seem like you’re okay with it, but… let’s just move on.”
After giving Minje a graceful once-over, she approached Jihu and explained how to play badminton.
“… You just have to hit the shuttlecock so that it doesn’t fall to the ground. Got it?”
“I’ll give it a try.”
As Jihu nodded, Hayan said to Minje, “Let’s play 2 against 1. With Jihu and the manager on one side.”
“Huh? Isn’t it the other way around?”
Minje grinned. Even though Jihu was playing badminton for the first time, having two people would be more advantageous. There was no need to intentionally make it an unfair match.
“Hey, what did you hear earlier?”
She clapped her hands as if embarrassed.
Oh, flying squirrel? Minje, bewildered, sighed and then slowly scratched his chin. Well, he did want to see badminton played by a flying squirrel.
Although it was no different from watching a talented bear in a circus performance, he nodded as if he understood.
“Okay, let’s do that. But you serve first.”
“Okay, got it. Let’s start by practicing a few times.”
Hayan waved and laughed from a distance, shaking hands with Minje and Jihu.
“Now, let’s begin!”
Her smile shone brightly like the sunlight sparkling in the high sky.
What’s so good about that? Minje couldn’t understand Hayan’s smile and momentarily lost his senses, blinking his eyelashes.
Meanwhile, while Minje was in a daze, the shuttlecock Hayan had hit drew an arc and landed precisely above Minje’s head.
“Hitting me…?”
A big flying squirrel indeed. Minje chuckled, raising the corners of his mouth.
Why She Is Still Unmoved (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: He uses various methods to seek her affection, but she remains unmoved.
Synopsis:
Si Qingyu is a doctor who has saved countless lives and enjoys tranquility.
Luo Shaoxuan is ruthless, deeply scheming, and the top young master in the capital. He admires Si Qingyu.
Luo Shaoxuan: I want to be the only one in your eyes and heart.
Features a cold and calm female lead vs A noble and scheming male lead.
There will be both sweetness and torture towards the male after their marriage.
