EPISODE 3.6
“Cha-ye-ryun!”
“Don’t be annoyed, listen, even if you have the same blood as me, you’re still a nasty piece of shit, and I’m Cha Ye Ryun of the Jie Tian Group, who you can’t even wake up from the dead, and you think you understand me, how dare you.”
“If I’m your half-sister, then I’m also a member of the Jie Tian Group! Stop acting like there’s a hierarchy between people.”
Han Seo-ri scolded me in a tone that sounded like she was lecturing an immature younger sister. But I could see that her pride was hurt by my words and she was trembling. Poor thing.
“I don’t think there’s a hierarchy between people either.”
“……Really?”
“Yes. I just think that no matter how hard Han Seo Ri tries, she can’t be half as good as me.”
“Cha Ye Ryun!”
Han Seo-ri’s charitable pretense was shortlived. She couldn’t withstand my criticism. It’s none of my business if she tried to understand the evil Cha Ye Ryun and accept her into the family because she’s an angelic heroine by nature. Who needs to understand? Does she want to be my sister? The reason she revealed the results of the genetic test was purely to prevent her from marrying Cha Yebin. Even if she were to join the Jecheon Group, she wouldn’t be able to keep up with Cha Ye Ryun. Being a tycoon’s daughter is not a wing for a weak woman like Han Seori, it’s a poison.
Most of all, it blinds her with glamor and slowly destroys her. And I think so too. Even if she can be recognized as her father’s blood and be accepted into the Jecheon Group family, there’s another world out there. Even if Han Seo Ri, who has no common social skills or knowledge, suddenly becomes a member of the Jecheon Group patriarch’s family, one of the upper echelons of this world, it’s hard to keep up with something that’s been built from the ground up.
Especially the dumb heroine, Han Seo Ri. Even in the original movie, there was not a single scene where Han Seo Ri interacted with the higher-ups. They only appeared briefly as extras in the engagement and wedding scenes right before the ending. However, I knew a lot of people in the political world who didn’t even appear in the drama. Because I’m Cha Ye-ryun. In Flower of Trials, I, Cha ye-ryun of Jecheon Group, one of Korea’s leading conglomerates, have a different starting point from the heroine, Han Seo-ri, who grew up as an ordinary girl.
The drama emphasizes the goodness of the heroine, Han Seo-ri, and the evil deeds of the villain, Cha ye-ryun, and the male protagonist who, like a prince on a white horse, saves her every time she is in trouble. When I entered this world and saw what Cha Ye-ryun had, I understood: that she had the power to make Han-seo suffer enough without ever crossing the line. In the scenes that the drama didn’t show, Han Seo Ri was more stupid and selfish than I thought she was, and her goodness only went so far as to make her attractive to the men around her.
“What? You’re upset, Ms. Han seori? Then why don’t you come inside, and you’ll see.”
“I’ll ……know what?”
“That you’re an insignificant human being.”
“Okay, I’ll join your group. I’ll see if I can say the same thing when I get there.”
“Wow, for someone willing to wait and see, I haven’t met a single scary person.”
Han Seo ri shuddered, swallowed her anger, and stormed past me. Cha Yebin, who had been watching me and Han Seo nervously from the distance, looked at Han Seo, who was furious, and opened the backseat door for her.
“Alright, let’s go!”
Cha Ye ryun cheerfully shouted with a cool face. Park Eun-woo smiles happily as he looks at Cha ye-ryun. Han seori was trembling and seemed to be determined to do something. Cha Ye-bin looks at Han-seo-ri anxiously. The four of us set off again for Seoul, and this road would be a hell of a road for Han Seo Ri. Because I wanted to beat the cold and eat it. As Cha ye-ryun.
* * *
In front of Han Seo-ri’s house. When I dropped her off, her foster parents, who were waiting for her, ran out barefoot and hugged her.
“Oh, Seo-ri!”
“We wanted you back. We wanted you back, thank god.”
“Mom, Dad…….”
What a family drama. The whole family rushed out to embrace her and have a tearful party. It’s only been a day since she ran away, but you’d think it was a family reunion. As I was watching the scene with a very sarcastic expression, I exchanged glances with Han Seo-ri’s adoptive mother.
“Where the hell is that fire-breathing bitch coming from?”
“Mom, don’t do that.”
“I’ll kick her ass, honey, get me some salt, salt!”
As soon as she made eye contact with me, she went on a rampage. It’s not enough that she slapped me with kimchi, but now she wants to throw salt on me? Doesn’t she realize she’s only making her daughter’s life harder?
“I’m sorry I didn’t live up to your expectations, but I brought her here, so I don’t expect you to thank me?”
“You’re the one who’s going to do that!”
“Yes, I am, and I’m sure your mother saw the test I sent you, and you know that my help is essential if she’s going to stay in our family, right?”
“……ick!”
“Well, if you don’t want my help, you can take me with a grain of salt and write a memorandum saying that your daughter is yours for life. I don’t mind that.”
Han Seo-ri’s adoptive mother was speechless. No matter how much she thought about it, her foster mom must have realized that it would be better for her adopted daughter to go to a rich family than to stay in a poor family that could only lean on her and not help her.
“So are you going to take it with a grain of salt or not?”
“If you do anything else to my daughter, I’m not going to let you off the hook.”
“Oh my God, what did I do? I can’t believe it. I’m not going to do anything. It depends on what Ms. Han does.”
These words are not false. I’m going to pave the way for her to walk. By my standards, of course. With the occasional trap. But it depends on how wisely she avoids them. It could be a path of
hell or a path of flowers.
Of course, I’m pretty sure it’s a shortcut to hell for Hansori.
Because I now have Park Eunwoo, Hansori’s most reliable ally. I smiled heartily at her adoptive mother. At my smile, anxiety flashed across her wrinkled face. Ignoring it, I whispered in Park Eunwoo’s ear as he stood next to Cha Yebin.
“Give me… please, Mr. Eunwoo.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.”
“Thank you.”
