My Brother's Friend Wasn't a Guy - Chapter 60

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60.

Saturday afternoon, Cheon Eun-jeong found herself attending a wedding. Not one where she shared any deep bond with the bride or groom.
Business made demands of its own—the sort of symbiotic entanglement between companies that left no choice but to attend.
Wherever her gaze landed, she recognized faces. And beside her too.
“Hey, what are you doing here?”
Do Hyun-su, caught off guard by her question, took a moment before answering with an expression of genuine uncertainty.
“Right? What am I doing here?”
When the question turned back on her, Cheon Eun-jeong frowned.
“This isn’t like us at all. It bothers me.”
Do Hyun-su let out a short, dismissive exhale.
“Tell me about it. I’m even more bothered.”
His voice had risen; nearby guests began to glance their way. Noticing the attention, Do Hyun-su lowered his tone and muttered half to himself.
“When exactly did we become so close?”
All these recent run-ins had somehow bred an unexpected intimacy between them. It struck her as peculiar—they’d never been particularly close during their school years.
“We’re still not that close. So don’t get any ideas.”
Cheon Eun-jeong waved a hand dismissively, her tone flat. As Do Hyun-su pouted, her gaze drifted toward the altar.
The bride and groom looked radiant, happy. Never mind that they were marrying while trailing scandalous rumors behind them.
Cheon Eun-jeong found her thoughts turning to marriage. What her family wanted for her was a Strategic Marriage—one that would benefit the company.
But her encounters with Kang Hyun’s wild side had forced her to reconsider many things.
Did her entire life have to be sacrificed as corporate collateral, she wondered.
“Do I really have to get married?”
Do Hyun-su’s eyebrows twitched at her words, as though he couldn’t quite fathom what he’d just heard.
“I mean, it’s not the Joseon Dynasty anymore. The thought of living as a Show Window Couple with someone I don’t even care for—isn’t that horrifying?”
“Then marry someone you love.”
Struck by this uncharacteristically sensible response from Do Hyun-su, Cheon Eun-jeong studied his face intently.
“What?”
“No, it’s just—you look almost normal for once.”
“So what? You’re saying I don’t normally?”
Do Hyun-su raised his voice again, and the surrounding guests actually moved away. Cheon Eun-jeong watched them go with cold indifference before answering.
“Yes.”
“Unbelievable.”
Whether Do Hyun-su continued to grumble or not, Cheon Eun-jeong pressed on with her thoughts.
“Maybe I shouldn’t marry at all. What do you think?”
“I’m getting married. To someone I love.”
Cheon Eun-jeong’s eyes widened slightly at this unexpected revelation.
Since their school days, women had circled him endlessly. Yet here he was, spouting something worthy of a romantic.
“What? Why are you giving me that look?”
Do Hyun-su had caught the skepticism in her expression and pressed, his tone becoming serious.
“Yeah, well. That’s nice. I really hope it works out for you.”
Rather than cruelly dismantle his hopes, Cheon Eun-jeong offered him a perfunctory encouragement.
Come to think of it, Do Hyun-su had been used by women too. Nearly everyone who’d approached him had been after his money.
“You think I’m some kind of playboy, but I’ve never cheated on a girlfriend.”
“Ah, really? How admirably faithful you’ll be as a husband.”
Cheon Eun-jeong’s teasing earned her a sulk; Do Hyun-su huffed indignantly. He was remarkably fun to needle.
Back in the day, she’d tormented her younger brother Cheon Woo-jae much the same way, but since he’d gone abroad and returned, he’d become far too cunning to provoke with any satisfaction.
Speak of the devil—as if summoned by her thoughts, Cheon Woo-jae appeared.
“What are you doing here?”
His eyes quickly scanned Do Hyun-su’s face, then returned to his sister with an unreadable expression.
Even if the third son of Munseong Group had rejected her, surely she wasn’t moving on so fast.
Watching his sister banter easily with another man, Cheon Woo-jae exhaled quietly.
Before arriving at the wedding today, Cheon Woo-jae had learned how his sister’s blind date had fallen through. That was why he’d come to find her.
“I heard about that blind date that went sideways recently. The man turned out to be gay, right?”
“You heard about that?”
Cheon Eun-jeong’s face flushed with embarrassment, but suddenly Do Hyun-su shuddered violently.
“Ugh, no—I just remembered a scene I was trying to forget. I never wanted to think of that Blind Date Man’s face again.”
Cheon Woo-jae’s expression became complicated. How on earth did this man know about the blind date?
Cheon Eun-jeong hadn’t explained in detail how she’d discovered the man’s true nature—doing so would have required her to explain Do Hyun-su, which she’d wanted to avoid.
But one look at Cheon Woo-jae’s face told her they were seconds away from discovery. Cheon Eun-jeong pressed down hard on Do Hyun-su’s foot to silence him.
“Ow, that hurts.”
Do Hyun-su, oblivious to Cheon Eun-jeong’s intentions, thrashed about. In doing so, her balance collapsed. The High Heels she wore made it all too easy to stumble.
“Hey, careful.”
Do Hyun-su caught Cheon Eun-jeong as she nearly fell, and she ended up practically cradled in his arms.
“Well, I see.”
Cheon Woo-jae let out a deep sigh, shook his head slowly, and turned away.
“It’s not like that! It’s not what you think!”
Cheon Eun-jeong cried out, still struggling in Do Hyun-su’s embrace. Do Hyun-su, bracing himself to keep her from falling, furrowed his brow.
“First, get yourself standing straight.”
By then, Cheon Woo-jae had already disappeared into the distance.
“Sigh……”
As Cheon Eun-jeong let out a long breath, she belatedly realized she was still practically nestled in Do Hyun-su’s arms and jumped back in alarm.
Neither of them hesitated—they sprang apart as if burned.
Both, now embarrassed, released self-conscious coughs in succession.

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The day came to remove Kang Hyun’s Cast.
“The bone healed nicely. Still, you mustn’t overexert yourself during rehabilitation.”
“Yes, I understand. Thank you, Doctor.”
After his appointment, Kang Hyun stepped out and rotated his leg experimentally, breaking into a subtle smile. Those around him caught sight of it and couldn’t help but stare.
A man with the kind of presence that drew eyes effortlessly was smiling—it was impossible not to look.
Kang Hyun let those gazes slide off him without consequence and walked forward with firm strides. He pulled out his phone and called Lee Jin.
“Got my Cast off.”
[You okay? Should I have picked you up?]
Hearing the worry in her voice reminded him of how scheming she’d been before, and he couldn’t help but let small laughs escape.
She’d tattled on him to his grandfather about getting revenge, and now here she was, practically oozing concern.
“I’m fine, don’t worry.”
[Good. That’s a relief.]
“We should throw a celebration party for the occasion.”
[A celebration? We’re doing that?]
“Yeah, we’re doing that.”
Kang Hyun told her to come to his Officetel later and hung up. It was an invitation to the tiger’s den.
As twilight fell, Lee Jin arrived at Kang Hyun’s Officetel with a Cake box in her hands.
“Why are you smiling? You said we were throwing a party.”
Lee Jin puffed out her cheeks as she looked at Kang Hyun’s expression.
When she acted her age like this, Kang Hyun found her unbearably cute.
“A celebration’s not complete without Cake.”
Suppressing his laughter, he nodded as Lee Jin rolled her eyes at him.
“Since you’ve officially left patient status, I’ll forgive you for not turning into a patient again.”
Unable to hold back any longer, Kang Hyun burst out laughing.
“Lee Jin, why are you this cute?”
Without warning, he brought his lips to her cheek with a soft kiss.
A ticklish sensation bloomed across Lee Jin’s face, and she blinked rapidly.
“Is that all I am—cute?”
To shake off her embarrassment, she murmured the question, and Kang Hyun answered her with complete sincerity.
“Cute, and clever, and beautiful, and sexy.”
Lee Jin’s eyes widened.
“Did you really just say that?”
“Say what? Should I compose an ode to Lee Jin while I’m at it?”
“No, stop.”
Lee Jin made a face of disgust as she pressed Kang Hyun down onto the sofa. Seeing her gentle hands rest on his shoulders, Kang Hyun raised one eyebrow.
“Roll up your pants.”
“Roll them up? Not take them off?”
Only then did Lee Jin realize what he meant and how she’d misunderstood, and her face flushed crimson.
“What are you thinking? I’m trying to check where you were injured.”
“Ah, I see. Here I thought the cute, clever, beautiful, and sexy Lady Lee Jin wanted this humble body.”
Kang Hyun spoke with shameless composure, his expression unchanged, and Lee Jin—rarely caught off guard—floundered in confusion.
“No, that’s not it.”
“Really? You’re not?”
Kang Hyun wrapped his arms around Lee Jin’s waist and pulled her closer. She was sitting on his lap, and suddenly their eyes met directly.

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