“If our mom sees Seol Woojin doing a fan signing event, she might change her mind. …Ah, a famous person working with my daughter… she might like it… Don’t you think? Hehe.”

Watching the woman who was enjoying herself just by imagining it, Woojin whispered as a warning.

“Kim Sooyoung. Stop it.”

“Okay, okay. If you say you don’t like it, I won’t do it.”

“It’s not Pyongyang; it’s Pyeongan.”

Even though he corrected her, Woojin couldn’t help but be surprised by whether this proverb applied to his situation.

“Huh? It’s time. I’ll go to the recording studio.”

As Sooyoung pushed her chair back and left the meeting room, the unpleasant smell disappeared. Although the smell had disappeared, he naturally felt sad for a moment.

While Braille continued to appear on the terminal, his fingers were not interpreting what the Braille meant at all.

Chairman Seolmajung and his executive secretary were standing at the bus stop with Congressman Johyunjeong.
Despite buses coming one after another, it was impossible for visually impaired individuals to board the bus. They couldn’t even know the number of the bus in front of them, and the information device that informs about the buses arriving shortly was too far from the bus stop.

“Luckily, even if you know that the bus you want to take has arrived, you don’t know where to stand, and even if you do, by the time you hear the guidance sound and go, it’s already gone.”

Grabbing the elbow of the secretary instead of the guide dog, Chairman Seolmajung replied with a deep voice to Congressman Johyunjeong’s words.

Although he had lunch with her and was looking around with only the secretary to learn about disability welfare, he didn’t know how to help with this problem. This issue should be actively addressed by lawmakers, not a problem that a single company should tackle.

However, since he could exert some influence, Johyunjeong relied on him to some extent, and Chairman Seolmajung also listened attentively to her words.

“The buses standing at the back only need to stop once at the front, but it’s not easy because we have to match the departure intervals. Even non-disabled people who have already boarded the bus have to wait, so there may be complaints.”

Chairman Seolmajung nodded in agreement with Congressman Johyunjeong’s words.

“If they only stopped once at the front, it would be good for elderly passengers too. Elderly people can’t run like young people when the bus comes over there…”

“But these days, drivers wait until all passengers have boarded. However, they don’t have enough flexibility to wait for disabled people.”

Although she knew it was unavoidable, Congressman Johyunjeong’s voice was filled with regret.

“I understand the issues, but I don’t know how I can help.”

When Chairman Seol returned to the company and looked uneasy while sipping tea, Congressman Johyunjeong smiled gently.

“To be honest, this is something the government should implement, not something a company should do. I’m just grateful that you, Chairman, are willing to listen to me. Many people turn away because it doesn’t make money. But why do you continue to show interest in visually impaired people? You haven’t explained that yet?”

“Hehehe…”

When Chairman Seol let out a helpless laugh, Johyunjeong took a sip of her tea and asked quietly.

“Does it have anything to do with the incident of losing your son in the Daehun Mall accident?”

“It’s not completely unrelated. No, it did serve as an opportunity.”

While the decisive moment was when his grandson lost his sight, you could say it all began with the incident.

Personally, it was a painful time, but the results were ultimately producing many beneficial effects. It made him think whether this was indeed the will of God.

He used to find it cruel in the past, but now he thought that being an instrument of God in this way could be a meaningful life.

Perhaps it was because he was getting old… he was gradually seeing the world with different eyes.
Seongha Resort, known for its excellent facilities, had a newly constructed building that was truly indescribably splendid.

“Wow! It’s incredibly spacious, Mom!”

As soon as they entered the room, Suhyeong exclaimed with a cheer close to a scream. Despite Yeongsun’s experience visiting various accommodations due to her work in a construction company, this one was undeniably different.

“Amazing! There’s Braille on every switch. Huh! Even on the induction stove? What’s this? Is it a room specifically for visually impaired people?”

“Stop talking about those visually impaired stories. Weren’t you supposed to stop working with that writer?”

Expressing her annoyance without pulling things out of her bag, Yeongsun’s attempt to spend quality time with her daughter and restore their relationship didn’t seem to be going well from the start.

However, seeing her daughter continuously keeping that writer in mind made her worried, and an unavoidable loud voice came out.

“Oh? Oh. But you still go to the publishing house, right?”

“When will the audiobook production be finished?”

“It’s still a long way to go. It’s three books, and I’ve only finished two now. They sell really well online. Don’t you know, Mom?”

She did know. She also listened to her daughter’s audiobook during her commute. It was very pleasant to listen to while driving, especially during traffic jams, making her forget about fatigue.

The fact that a child’s voice could be this good was something she discovered for the first time. Therefore, she didn’t strongly oppose her daughter’s continuous visits to the publishing house.

Even though it was evident that the representative had his tricks, he was the one who brought out her daughter’s talent. What Yeongsun didn’t know was that it was Woojin who recognized and brought out Suhyeong’s talent.

Ignoring her mother’s concerns, Suhyeong, who closed her eyes and explored everywhere with her hands, suddenly felt a strong desire to see Woojin.

She wanted to let him know about this place, to inform him that such places existed. She wanted to show him that society doesn’t ignore people with disabilities, that they care about and consider them.

While sitting on the toilet seat and feeling panels with Braille markings one by one, Suhyeong took out her phone from her pocket and sent a text message to Woojin.