“What are you talking about? Is he dead?”
At the mention of death, tears burst out.
Yes, it was as good as dead.
[Eun-seo nuna!]Now she could no longer hear that affectionate voice. She couldn’t see that bright smile anymore.
“Naeunah…!”
Hugging a high school girl who was much taller than her, Eun-seo burst into tears.
From today, Naeun decided to give Eun-seo a new nickname.
Old-fashioned lady.
That lady, even at twenty-seven, was so weak when it came to alcohol. She had only drunk half a bottle of soju, but if asked, she spoke everything as she was asked. Perhaps she was the type to become honest when drunk.
According to the story spilled by the old-fashioned lady, the truth was as follows. So, Seung-joo oppa was actually suffering from amnesia and was eighteen years old, so he called her nuna. That lady was only twenty-seven this year, not even twenty-eight yet.
Even after knowing the truth, I didn’t feel like correcting and insisting on being called ‘unni’ now. Once an ahjumma, always an ahjumma.
Moreover, the reason I got labeled as ‘old-fashioned’ from today is that, even though Eun-seo was drunk and unable to distinguish heaven from earth, I never saw her drink a drop of alcohol, even in such a state. When she reached this level of intoxication, I thought she might not know, so I discreetly reached for the soju bottle. But like a ghost, she knew and smacked the back of my hand.
[Where are you going!]In a bizarre turn of events, due to not having a single bottle of beverages in the house, Naeun had no choice but to drink tears-moistened tap water instead of soju.
Anyway, sitting face to face on the main porch, the conclusion of the stories heard while the ahjumma drank and Naeun drank water was like this.
[The Seung-joo we know is no longer here…….]After recovering his memory, he completely returned to being Kwon Seung-joo, the CEO of Daewon Construction, from today onwards.
The part where Naeun was supremely furious started here.
Naeun’s known Seung-joo oppa sincerely liked that ahjumma. (It’s also a reason why he didn’t want to call her unni till the end.)
[Would Nuna like it?]How happy he must have looked buying a coat with the money he earned from working part-time to give to that ahjumma as a gift, Naeun couldn’t even confess her feelings. Well, if his memory had returned, his feelings might have changed. The tastes of an eighteen-year-old and a thirty-three-year-old are probably different. (Actually, when he was eighteen, Naeun thinks he had a very low interest in girls.) But at least during the eighteen years, it was sincere, this.
But he tossed away that precious heart, written in every detail in the note, without even looking at it?
Moreover, in front of the person he liked so much?
“This crossed the line.”
In a running taxi, Naeun gritted her teeth.
“Driver, please go faster!”
The taxi, as if understanding, rushed and finally dropped Naeun in front of the Daewon Construction building.
“Please tell the boss to come out here.”
To the high school girl who suddenly came into the lobby, just before the end of work, the receptionist, in her school uniform, doubted her ears.
“Yes?”
“Tell CEO Kwon Seung-joo to come out right away!”
“Excuse me, but how are you related to the CEO…….?”
Naeun raised her chin and confidently said.
“We used to work together part-time at a convenience store. You’ll know if you say X or pretty Jeon Naeun.”
And a moment later, Naeun was being escorted out by security guards.
“Oh, let go of this! What if it’s not a lie?”
In the end, after being chased out, Naeun, who only just got out, stared up at the tall building.
“Ha, this is how it comes out, huh?”
Naeun wasn’t good at studying, but she had confidence in one thing. Even though her mom always said that she wouldn’t buy her an Apple phone or Apple pad even if she died, she worked persistently part-time at a convenience store. With that determination, her mom said she would even get into a Korean university if she studied.
“If I wait, someday he’ll come out!”
That way, cursing internally, Naeun gazed into the glass wall from outside the building, endlessly waiting.
Ten o’clock at night. Eleven o’clock.
As time passed, it felt so cold that it seemed like even the fingertips were frozen, but she didn’t mind. She couldn’t bear it without him looking at her face and saying a word. Although she got angry seeing Eun-seo cry sadly, there was actually another reason.
If he had forgotten the girl he liked so much, naturally, he would have forgotten someone like me who he had no interest in. Naeun couldn’t bear that. Who could forget at will!
The lights were almost off, and a big silhouette suddenly appeared in the dim lobby, probably because it was close to eleven at night. Even from a distance, I could tell who it was. Because that physique was by no means ordinary.
“Oh, it’s Seung-joo oppa!”
As if asking when she had ever cursed like that, Naeun’s eyes sparkled, and she leaped into the building.
“Seung-joo oppa!”
Jumping in so unexpectedly, blocking his way, Kwon Seung-joo stopped in surprise.
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.”
