As Eun Chae exited the office, the secretary immediately stood up to greet her. After returning the greeting, she walked down the corridor.
Her fist was clenched so tightly that her hand had turned white. Suddenly, she was seized with an unexpected force and dragged away.
Bang.
She hit her back against a closed door. She looked up to see Kwon Ki Joo, her gaze wordless.
“Why are you here? Weren’t you at home?”
“Just something to say to the Chairman.”
Kwon Ki Joo’s eyes carefully scanned her face, as if assessing if something had happened.
Eun Chae spoke nonchalantly.
“Are you working? Or have you quit being my bodyguard? Seems like you’re busier with other things these days.”
Touching his tie, as if to say she could let her guard down, Eun Chae commented,
“You really do look like a spy.”
His pupils darkened as he focused on her. She escaped his embrace and walked towards the window.
The full-length window offered a vast view, making everything seem far away and unreal.
“Looks impressive.”
“…”
“A bit scary, too.”
“…”
“It feels like I’m somebody, being here.”
Her voice was sharp with sarcasm as she smiled.
“I wonder if the Chairman feels the same.”
“…”
“It’s too high up here for him.”
“……”
“Please, make sure to bring me back down.”
Kwon Ki Joo approached Eun Chae, who seemed to be floating in her own world. She looked fragile despite being within arm’s reach.
Is this a sickness too?
If it is, so be it. Ki Joo closed the distance between them with a twisted smile on his lips.
“If you’re going to do it, do it right.”
“……”
“Don’t worry about me.”
“……”
“Even if I fall to the ground with you.”
His words were filled with grim determination and rawness.
Eun Chae’s presence stirred a sense of irritation in Ki Joo. Without hesitation, he grabbed her waist and lifted her onto the long table in the conference room.
“That’s not how it should be.”
“……”
“The ones who fall to the ground are the trash.”
Eun Chae chuckled bitterly at his words.
“And what am I, then?”
At that, Ki Joo leaned in and buried his face in her neck, smiling beautifully.
“My love?”
After pressing his lips against her neck, he raised his head and slowly captured her lips in a kiss.
She wrapped her arms around his neck as if she had been waiting for this moment.
They kissed passionately, their bodies pressing against each other.
Eun Chae thought, perhaps time could stand still now. She suddenly grabbed his shoulders, laughing.
“There’s a camera here.”
“Having an audience isn’t so bad.”
“You’re outrageous. Are you really working for the government?”
“I’m only like this with Song Eun Chae.”
Ki Joo whispered again as he softly bit her lower lip.
“Don’t worry, the recording will be set back to yesterday’s date.”
His teeth playfully nipped at her tender inner flesh.
“Focus.”
His low voice tickled her tensed ear.
Really… I can’t help it.
Eun Chae willingly closed her eyes.
It was a peculiar sight. A man as calculating as a centuries-old snake caring for the kin of a deceased friend.
Eun Chae frowned at the warm atmosphere between Chairman Song Myung-hwan and Park Jin-sung visible through the open drawing-room.
Just then, Park Jin-sung turned his head, making eye contact with her. His eyes were eerily similar to Chairman Song’s – sinister and full of greed.
Disgusted, Eun Chae grudgingly nodded in greeting. Park Jin-sung, seemingly equally displeased, stiffly nodded back.
Chairman Song coughed awkwardly, pretending not to see Eun Chae. Secretary Kim Jin-ho quickly shut the drawing-room door.
Thud. The door closed before her eyes, laughter audible from inside.
Huh.
Eun Chae scoffed.
Pretending to be masters of a house that isn’t theirs, treating me like an intruder.
Her strange discomfort with Song and Jin-sung persisted even at the dinner table. Locked in their world, they had seated Jin-sung prominently at the table.
Chairman Song listened to Jin-sung’s every word with a pleased smile, even softening his normally stern expression with jokes.
Seated diagonally across, Eun Chae alternated her gaze between Chairman Song and Jin-sung. Lately, Jin-sung and his mother had been frequenting the house, a rarity in itself.
Eun Chae was well aware of Jin-sung’s sudden ascent in the company. The youngest division head of Diwon Group, the son of Chairman Song’s close friend. With countless articles on the matter, it was impossible not to know.
So this is what unfounded dislike feels like. Eun Chae found Jin-sung’s presence repelling.
Eun Chae, unaffected by the open favoritism she observed at the company, had a hunch that he wouldn’t think highly of her either. His nuances and expressions when they crossed paths seemed to confirm that.
“Work is important, but so is exercise. Look at these arms. When I was your age, I could lift a sack of rice.”
“I was actually planning to get personal training at a gym near my house. I thought about using the company’s facilities, but I wanted professional training.”
Despite not knowing if it was bluster or truth, Jinseong took it seriously, and Chairman Song continued, suggesting exercise as a hobby.
Eun Chae was completely left out of their conversation.
Having finished her meal and not usually mingling much with Chairman Song, Eun Chae stood up. He looked up at her.
“When is your recital?”
Though she doubted he would attend, Eun Chae vaguely replied.
“Not much time left.”
Chairman Song, turning to Jinseong, pointed at her and laughed heartily.
“She has a knack for playing instruments. But arts don’t matter. Good thing Jinseong gave up piano as a kid. Focus on sports, like golf now.”
Chairman Song’s knack for belittling people without malice was apparent, and Eun Chae chose to ignore it, though she felt irked knowing her recital was nearing.
But seeing Jinseong, who appeared frail like Chairman Song described, she held back her retort. His hands indeed looked like those of someone who had learned piano – slender and long.
“Yes, Chairman.”
Eun Chae smiled at Jinseong’s response and chose to leave. She spent the day contemplating Chairman Song’s unusually cheerful demeanor.
Why so happy? Does he think I’ll definitely marry?
Chairman Song didn’t call for her again, treating their conversation at the office as if it never happened.
If he persists despite my declaration, I’ll have to embarrass him and stain his face.
Eun Chae coolly resolved, thinking it would be Chairman Song Myung-hwan’s karma.
“Miss Song Eun Chae.”
Startled by Jinseong’s voice from behind as she reached the greenhouse door, Eun Chae turned around.
Top Celebrity Younger Brother Bears Her Child (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: Forced to live stream romance with a top celebrity in a female-dominant world.
Yan Jin transmigrated into a brothel, with a fellow transmigrated junior beside her.
Hearing the obscene words coming from outside, the unfortunate junior covered his ears tightly, his cheeks flushed red, and whispered to comfort her, “Don’t worry, I will definitely help you escape.”
“Don’t worry, I will definitely defend your chastity.” Yan Jin looked at the flawless and delicate features of the unfortunate junior and gently comforted, “Because we have transmigrated into a female-dominant world.”
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Top celebrity Yu Shu suddenly fell into a coma during a concert.
Research scientist Yan Jin fainted in the lab after working overtime.
Two people with no connection were rushed to the same hospital.
Three days later, neither of them had woken up.
Suddenly, the entire nation discovered that a live streaming app had been forcibly installed on their phones.
Upon opening it, they heard the two discussing how to escape from the brothel.
The entire internet was in an uproar.
After the two successfully escaped from the brothel, Yu Shu’s fan group rushed to make a banner and sent it to the hospital overnight.
“Big sister bravely took action to defend the chastity of our idol!”
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When Yu Shu was diagnosed with pregnancy, Yan Jin stared at his belly for a long time.
Covering his stomach, he muttered gloomily, “If you don’t like it, I’ll go get an abortion.”
“It’s not that I don’t like it.” Yan Jin hugged Yu Shu and said softly, “I just feel like I’m not human.”
Yu Shu comforted Yan Jin, “I was already an adult when we got together.”
Yan Jin hesitated, “But you won’t be of legal marriageable age even after giving birth to the child.”
At the same time, a flood of bullet comments appeared in the live streaming room that the two couldn’t see.
[Although it’s inappropriate, I also want a young and handsome boyfriend to have my child.]
①Male pregnancy (highlighted)
The female lead is five years older than the male lead, and the male lead is already an adult when he appears.
