Taesang calmly proceeded with the explanation without showing any signs of confusion.
“The motif introduced in the opening gradually expands as the piece progresses. If my memory serves me right, it’s similar to Beethoven’s Sonata No. 7, isn’t it?”
“Yes… that’s right.”
“I like it.”
Compared to the explanation, the appreciation was overly brief. It felt like smoothly going along and then slightly deviating. However, Youngjin seemed to appreciate Taesang’s attitude as he chuckled and smiled.
“I don’t mind it either.”
It was not exactly smooth, but the atmosphere was relatively light. With a much-relieved heart, Dajeong opened her mouth.
“Youngjin says he’s hungry. Let’s go eat quickly.”
“Okay.”
The three of them left the performance hall and headed towards the parking lot at the back.
While walking side by side, Taesang threw a few questions about the piano, leading a light conversation.
Short and not too long questions and answers. Initially, both seemed a bit blunt, but listening, it became surprisingly natural.
Dajeong, feeling more relaxed, observed the backs of the two as if enjoying the view. The broad backs were comfortable and sturdy.
“Get in the back.”
Suddenly, near the car, Taesang opened the back door and said. Dajeong expressed her gratitude with a small smile and sat side by side with Youngjin.
Click, fastening the seatbelt, the car smoothly moved forward.
“But why does hyung not drive himself?”
As soon as they entered the road, Youngjin asked as if he had been waiting.
Wondering what he meant, I looked at my younger brother’s side profile, and he casually explained.
“Originally, people like chaebol don’t drive themselves.”
In an instant, Dajeong was surprised and froze.
Carefully preparing various opening lines in her mind to speak, she was like preparing for a rehearsal.
It felt like suddenly exposing a stage that was in the midst of a busy rehearsal. Dajeong was astonished and blurted out like a flustered fish.
“Do you, do you, how did you…”
“Nuna, you know I don’t even watch the news, right?”
“Ah…”
She had forgotten.
Eating together, sleeping, such ordinary everyday life made it so natural that she completely forgot that he was a celebrity.
There was no need to turn the conversation around; she had nothing to say.
Dajeong stared at Taesang with a gaze that seemed to be questioning. In the rearview mirror, his face had a faint smile.
“Do you prefer driving yourself, hyung?”
Youngjin, leaning forward, asked again.
“I don’t mind either way. On the way here, the secretary was driving.”
“Where is the secretary now?”
“At school. I asked her to take care of something for me.”
With his younger brother’s suggestion, Taesang had been speaking more comfortably. Dajeong, with a surprised face, joined the conversation.
“At school? What did you ask her to do?”
“Since we performed together, I thought we should all have a meal.”
“Ah…”
Dajeong’s face showed both surprise and confusion.
From making a reservation at the restaurant to having a meal with friends. Because he kept taking care of Youngjin like this, she felt like she was becoming an incompetent older sister.
Ilsoon felt a strange sense of crisis, wondering if she should have bought flowers or something.
“The kids said they’re going to a buffet. Did hyung arrange that?”
“Yeah.”
“I see. Thank you.”
Contrary to her worries, Youngjin’s response was simple. There were no noisy expressions of emotion or flattery.
Come to think of it, it was the same with Taesang’s background, where his jaw dropped.
Dajeong consistently found her calm brother’s reactions fascinating and fortunate. If he had shown reactions like, “What’s going on? This is unbelievable,” she would have honestly been quite hurt.
At times like this, her brother’s personality, seemingly indifferent to the world, was truly helpful.
Lost in such thoughts, the car gradually slowed down.
The place it stopped at was in front of an Italian restaurant.
The restaurant, occupying an entire building, had a modern and clean interior.
“Eat a lot.”
“Yes, hyung too.”
Youngjin, who had rushed through a meal with a gimbap due to rehearsal, and Dajeong, who had only had brunch, along with Taesang, who had been immersed in work all day.
It was an awkward time to have a meal, but fortunately, everyone was hungry.
When the dishes arrived, Taesang raised his utensils in a neat posture. The dish he ordered was a dish with grilled shrimp and vegetables.
Dajeong momentarily tensed.
‘No way…’
Is he going to transfer some of the food to my plate again?
Just in case, she was about to tell him not to do that, but neatly cut shrimp was already coming onto her plate.
And with a perfectly fitting excuse.
“The shrimp in the pasta seems a bit chewy.”
Dajeong’s ordered pasta was a dish with various types of seafood. It was natural that it seemed a bit lacking compared to Taesang’s dish, where shrimp was the main ingredient.
He diligently cut the shrimp, seemingly blaming unnecessary ingredients.
Hmm.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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