It was a visit arranged at his request, but her action implied focusing on their respective tasks. Sejin, momentarily glancing at the table Yura touched, silently sat at the piano and began warming up his hands.
His silence, expected to be broken by some remark, left an uneasy feeling instead. Perhaps calculating such a reaction, Yura brushed off her thoughts and turned on her laptop.
Yura was currently searching for performers for the open slots in the upcoming second half of the year’s performances.
Since last year, the ongoing musical was performing splendidly, and continuous promotion was underway for a family musical targeting children, set to launch in May.
In between, there was a classical concert titled ‘Into the Baroque Era’. Additionally, various musicals and operas targeting the summer vacation and holiday season were lined up, with Sejin’s performance following next.
With a mountain of work for Sejin’s concert preparation, Yura, as an event planner, also needed to scout items for the next performance.
While she was engrossed in a violinist’s performance, sounds not coming through her earphones caught her attention. Yura paused the violin video she was watching and turned her head.
“Did I, by any chance, disturb you?”
Yura asked cautiously. Personal feelings aside, Sejin was a performer at Songrim Art Center under her care.
For the upcoming performance, she had to invest her utmost in every aspect, with the artist’s condition being the top priority.
Sejin, massaging his fingers a few times, softly called out to Yura.
“Yura.”
“Please address me as Team Leader Jin Yura.”
Yura repeated the same sentence in a mechanical tone. It was irritating to repeat the same phrase over and over, not just once or twice.
“Stop that, listen to me…”
Sejin stood up with a furrowed face. As Yura flinched reflexively at his movement, her phone rang. Holding up her phone, she excused herself to Sejin.
“Ah, I need to step out for a moment.”
Yura turned away from Sejin, who seemed anxious, and answered the call.
“Yes, this is Jin Yura.”
You’re not going to answer your father’s calls now!
It seemed her luck had run out, as her phone had rung at the most welcome time. She hadn’t checked the caller ID, a mistake. Of all times, it had to be her father, Jin Kangsoo, calling.
“Sorry, but I’m currently working…”
There’s been a call from CH. Did Baek I-hyun mention marriage?
Yura excused herself, preferring to deal with Sejin than her father. But she was caught off guard by the mention of a name and word she couldn’t just dismiss. The matter of the contract marriage was only discussed a day ago, and she hadn’t even given a definite answer yet. Frustrated at how quickly things had progressed, Yura was at a loss.
Internally, Yura had made her decision, but she was displeased at how I-hyun had unilaterally proceeded without consulting her. Resolving to confront I-hyun firmly, she responded briefly.
“Yes.”
Why didn’t you tell your parents and embarrass me like this?
She expected Kangsoo to be pleased, but instead, he seemed more concerned about his own dignity.
Kangsoo’s interest, which had previously treated her like a castaway child, was surprisingly intense now that the issue of a wretched marriage had arisen. Additionally, Yura felt a sense of absurdity at receiving such attention from Jin Kangsoo for the first time in her life.
“Sigh, I’ll visit home after work. I’m at the office.”
Tch.
With a dissatisfied sigh, Kangsoo hung up the phone.
Yura felt a headache from the unexpected series of events that had unfolded.
‘Damn that Baek fox. I won’t let this go easily.’
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.”
