EPISODE 3.7
When Park Eunwoo and I finished whispering, Cha Ye-bin and Han Seo-ri’s gazes flew over and stuck. What are they looking at, side by side, so disgruntled?
“What are you looking at?”
“Since when did you and Mr. Park become so close?”
“We’ve been close since we were engaged.”
“You are lying.”
“You’re lying. What’s your problem with me getting along with my fiancé?”
He said the last part while looking at her. Han Seo ri sensed it and hardened her expression. She felt it and hardened her expression.
I’m getting along with my fiancé, and Cha Yebin feels like his sister is being stolen from him, and Han Seo ri feels like her man is being stolen from her. Han Seo Ri, who is afraid that Park Eun Woo will be taken away from her even though she has someone she loves in Cha Ye Bin, is an angelic heroine. She’s just a piece of pretense to give the drama an appropriately angelic edit. I left Han Seo Ri’s anxious face behind and got into my car. As I slid into the driver’s seat, Park Eun-woo naturally slid into the passenger seat. I locked the door and started the engine.
“Uh, uh, Ye-ryun, you should take me with you!”
“You can say goodbye to your family now.”
On the day Han Seo Ri returned from Busan, there was a scene where Cha Yebin told her family the results of the genetic test, and she sadly vowed to do her best to make Han Seo Ri happy now that they were siblings. It’s a scene that shouldn’t have been necessary, but it’s revenge for her brother, who dared to take her to Busan when she was exhausted and made her stay up all
night.
“It’s going to be awkward, but go for it!”
Leaving a flustered Cha Ye-bin behind, the black sedan smoothly drove out of the alley. An awkward silence fell between Han Seori’s extended family and Cha Yebin, who had once been Han Seori’s son-in-law but now found himself in the ambiguous position of brother and sister. I rummaged through my bag with one hand as I drove, searching for my Bluetooth earphones. Park Eun-woo pulled the earphones from inside his suit, connected them to my cell phone, and put them in his ears.
There were so many things I needed to do before Han Seo-ri could officially join the Jecheon Group. I would have to get busy from now on.
“Mr. Park, please take care of the arrangements I asked you earlier.”
“Yes. But will you be able to succeed with this?”
“We’ll see what we can do.”
“I see.”
Eunwoo Park smiled. I smiled back at him. Slowly, we reaped
what we sowed.
“Hello, sister, it’s been a while.”
-My God, aren’t you being a little too formal these days?
“I’m sorry, it’s just my dumb ass.”
-I’m over it, I can’t help it, I have a sense of dignity.
“But Sis, don’t you think it’s unfair? I’m so upset, Sis. I wanted more than anything to be a family with you.”
-Ye Ryun…… Are you fine?
“Sis, should we meet? Let’s meet.”
* * *
Eun-woo stares at Ye-ryun as she talks on her Bluetooth earpiece. She always looks like this. A sigh almost escaped her lips.
Eunwoo swallowed hard for a moment. The image of Cha ye-ryun in Busan, trembling with fear and clenching her mouth to hold on to the flower of trials, was etched in his mind. Where does this woman’s strength come from? He remembered what
she had whispered to him earlier.
“I’m going to change the drama a bit. Han Seori is going to visit Dae-Su Department Store soon, so I need you to find someone who can help her.”
What plans were being made in that tiny little head of hers? It’s amazing, she shines brighter than when I observed her as a mere tea plantation. A real person, full of life. A person who is willing to walk without being swayed by the flowers of trials.
Unlike himself, who started and ended his day with a plan just for the ending of the drama, she was taking the initiative to intervene in the drama and change the future.
Even in a meaningless world that was just colorless in my eyes, she was courageously fighting against this damn world. Eun-woo closed his eyes as he listened to Ye-ryeon’s voice on the phone.
His heart began to beat with a pleasant thumping sound, and a pleasant smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. It had been four years since he’d joined the Flower of Trials, and in all that time, he’d never smiled a smile of peace, a smile he’d never worn before. He felt the urge to lean closer to her, to be more at ease with her frail but strong presence. He opened his eyes and looked at his reflection in the rearview mirror, his eyes shining small with a certain conviction.
Today was a very bad day for Han Seori.
“Miss Han. This is a project you have been working on regarding the Qi Style. You can take it now, I have a lot of work to do.”
Kim Hyun-Jae, who usually gives Han Seo-ri difficult tasks, slams a stack of work files onto her desk with a stern expression.The stack of files, which was taller than a man’s forearm, quickly piled up to cover the monitor.
