Se-kyung paused for a moment and waited for the people in front to pass. At that moment, she turned to look, and her eyes slightly met with a woman who had turned around.
That person…
The woman with fox-like eyes and red lipstick, emitting a strong impression just like when they met before.
O Yeori.
Se-kyung silently repeated the woman’s name from the profile file.
“Oh, that woman…”
Jihun, who stopped next to Se-kyung, widened his eyes. When O Yeori looked this way, she glanced at Se-kyung and pursed her lips.
As if looking down on her.
Quickly averting her gaze, O Yeori disappeared with a group of people towards the corner. Se-kyung remembered the woman’s name from the profile file.
“Why is that person here? Could it be that she’s resuming her broadcasting activities?”
Jihun ran towards the front of the meeting room where O Yeori came out. Looking at the program name on the door, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
“After saying the entertainment industry is small, it turns out it’s like this…”
Jihun searched for the program name on the internet and let out a surprised sigh.
It was a reality observation variety show targeting ordinary people. Promotional articles had been posted, and the broadcast date was already set as if the filming had been completed.
“Oh? Se-kyung, are you here now? You came earlier than the appointed time.”
Se-kyung turned around at the voice recognizing her. The main producer (PD) of the variety show she was appearing on was walking toward them.
“I came leisurely. We were just about to go to the meeting room now.”
“Oh, our meeting room is this way. Come in. What would you like to drink? The youngest writer went down to the cafe a while ago.”
“Anything without caffeine is fine for me.”
“Choosing anything is the most difficult, right? Um, how about blueberry yogurt? It was delicious when I tried it last time.”
“Sounds good.”
“And the manager?”
“I’ll go with a simple iced Americano.”
After the PD called the youngest writer and added the menu, he guided the two into the meeting room. As they sat down, the youngest writer, carrying a suitcase in both hands, entered the meeting room.
“First of all, thank you for accepting the casting. It must not have been an easy decision.”
“Seokju senior asked me to come, insisting.”
“Ah, we also pushed a bit to Seokju, saying he should come. Come and relax. We’ll take care of you so that you can go comfortably. Somehow, persuade him to come.”
The PD extended the blueberry yogurt like a bribe and chatted.
“Ah, I’m Sin Hee-jin. Call me PD Sin comfortably. Do you know what our program is about?”
“We eat and help with chores at a countryside house.”
“That’s right. Occasionally, we dig potatoes or sweet potatoes, and if there are elderly people who need help, we go and assist. Se-kyung doesn’t have to go that far…”
Rustle rustle. Flipping through the papers, the PD glanced at Se-kyung.
“Se-kyung, do you happen to cook well?”
“Not extremely delicious, but I can manage.”
“That day, Seokju said he would prepare braised hairtail and boiled pork when Se-kyung comes. He told her to relax and leave after eating, but if she doesn’t do anything, it might look a bit strange. So, during the meal, could you prepare a simple soybean paste stew or something?”
“That’s fine.”
“Also, during the break, it would be nice if we could hear Se-kyung’s dating stories. How about that? Is it possible to talk about it? We’d love to.”
When PD Sin cautiously asked, Se-kyung chuckled.
“Actually, is that what you want the most?”
“I can’t say otherwise. Everyone will be curious, and with Seokju also on our program, it might be comfortable to talk about it. So, can we hear the stories without any pressure?”
“I’ll think about how much I can talk about.”
With Se-kyung’s positive response, both the PD and the writers cheered simultaneously.
“Oh, we haven’t told you where we’re filming, right? The address is…”
PD Shin provided the address of the countryside house, which Jihun next to him noted down. After discussing a few more details, PD Shin, feeling hungry, spoke.
“Se-kyung, what did you bring to eat? We somewhat ambiguously set the meeting time. Since we’re going to order something now, let’s eat together and go.”
“Sounds good?”
When Se-kyung readily agreed, PD Shin collected people’s opinions and placed a food order. While waiting for the delivered food, Se-kyung, saying she would wash her hands, left the meeting room.
“Phew.”
Se-kyung, standing in front of the washbasin, let out a sigh while massaging her sore back. The pregnancy was noticeably bringing out her belly, and the back pain was becoming more severe than before.
“Let’s finish quickly and go inside.”
With raised sleeves, Se-kyung plunged her hands into the flowing stream of water. While rinsing off the remaining foam, the sound of the restroom door opening reached her ears.
Clack, clack.
The sharp sound of high heels passed behind Se-kyung. Simultaneously, a scent of perfume so strong it could numb one’s sense of smell pricked her nose.
Se-kyung, rinsing off the remaining foam, raised her head. At that moment, black pupils in the mirror met the gaze of a woman looking at herself.
“We’ve met before, haven’t we?”
The woman came over, reapplying lipstick above her red lips.
Se-kyung hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should respond to that statement. They had met before, but it wasn’t as if they were familiar enough to have a natural conversation.
“It seems like we’re meeting again like this. Do we have some kind of fate?”
The woman exaggeratedly squinted her eyes as she spoke.
Fate? Did she forget what the situation was when they first met? People wouldn’t call this fate.
“Well, I’m not sure. It wasn’t such a good first impression to call it fate.”
To Se-kyung’s response, Oye-ri picked up a smile. Then, she rummaged through the clutch she brought and took out a cigarette.
“Oh, is smoking in front of a pregnant woman a bit inappropriate?”
Se-kyung, who made a displeased expression, glanced at Oye-ri, who looked at Se-kyung’s belly and twisted her lips.
“More than that, the entire building is a non-smoking area these days. If you’re going to smoke, it would be better to go to the smoking area.”
Kindly advising, Se-kyung turned around. Then Oye-ri, opening her mouth behind Se-kyung, said,
“By the way, how’s Tae-jo oppa doing?”
Tae-jo oppa?
At the friendly way she called Tae-jo, Se-kyung’s steps faltered. Not missing that opportunity, Oye-ri continued speaking.
“I heard marriage news about Tae-jo oppa when I came to Korea after a long time. The rumor was that his partner is Ms. Yoon Se-kyung…”
She trailed off mysteriously, and Se-kyung turned to look back.
Somewhere, a creepy gaze was staring at Se-kyung’s belly.
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.”
