The Chaebol Family’s Youngest Daughter Doesn’t Hide Her Acting Skills - Chapter 55

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Episode 55

 

Fortunately, thanks to Dojehyeon catching me, my body was completely clean without a single bruise. The problem was my burning hot body.

 

“Sae-i, please rest until the medicine kicks in. I’ve turned the heater up full blast.”

 

“Yes, older sister. Thank you…”

 

I curled up, burrowing into the blanket the staff had covered me with. I had swallowed fever medicine, but my head was still buzzing. After roughly drying my wet hair with a towel, drowsiness washed over me.

 

Buzz. Buzz.

 

Just then, the phone I was holding in my hand vibrated briefly.

 

When I turned on the screen, three familiar letters appeared.

 

[File sent.]

 

[The commercial edit is out, so check it.]

 

It was Ryu Dokyung.

 

For this busy person to send a file directly. I checked the message with blurry eyes. Soon another message arrived.

 

[And it’s raining heavily right now]

 

[How’s your body feeling.]

 

[You’re not still sick from that time, are you.]

 

Though his tone seemed indifferent as he casually threw out the words, I could roughly see the worry underlying them.

 

I weakly chuckled and moved my thumb. I didn’t have the energy to lie and say I wasn’t hurt, and I didn’t feel the need to hide my pain.

 

[I’m a bit sick but I took medicine so I’m okay.]

 

[I’ll watch the video later. I’m resting during filming right now so I’m a bit out of it.]

 

Less than a second after pressing send, my phone started vibrating like crazy.

 

[You’re sick?]

 

[Where and how does it hurt.]

 

[Your fever.]

 

Speech bubbles instantly flooding the chat window. It’s been a while since Ryu Dokyung was this talkative.

 

I could almost hear Ryu Dokyung’s urgent voice in my ears. It seemed like he couldn’t even see the part where I said I was okay.

 

As I stared blankly at the pouring messages, the past suddenly came to mind. Excessive nagging. This pattern of breathlessly pouring out worry.

 

…It’s exactly the same, really.

 

The six-year-old me in my memory had fallen while running around in the garden, my knees completely scraped. The wounds with beads of blood stung.

 

In front of me, seven-year-old Ryu Dokyung was crouched down. In his small hands was a first aid kit as big as his body.

 

He applied disinfectant to my knee and put on a bandage with his brows deeply furrowed.

 

‘Hoo, hooo.’

 

The breath he blew was gentle, but the words coming from his mouth were completely different.

 

‘I told you not to run.’

 

‘…Waaah.’

 

‘I told you to be careful, didn’t I? Why don’t you listen? Are you stupid?’

 

‘No, I was trying to catch a butterfly…’

 

‘Is the butterfly important, or is your knee important?’

 

Little Ryu Dokyung didn’t stop scolding as he pressed the bandage firmly in place.

 

‘Why do you always fall… I can’t live like this, really.’

 

‘You’re a nag.’

 

‘What? A nag? I’m doing this because I’m worried about you.’

 

Ryu Dokyung grumbled while wiping away the tears in my eyes with his small hands.

 

‘If you get hurt one more time running around, I won’t see you anymore. Got it?’

 

‘Got it…’

 

‘Get on my back. I’ll carry you over there.’

 

That small back he offered while grumbling seemed so reliable, even to my young heart.

 

Ryu Dokyung hadn’t changed from then to now. I held my constantly ringing phone and smiled faintly. Good, first love…

 

I shook my head to brush away the fluffy childhood memories that were rising up.

 

Now wasn’t the time to be sentimental. I had to check the video Ryu Dokyung sent first.

 

When I pressed play, my image flowed across the screen.

 

“Oh…”

 

Just then, I felt someone’s presence beside me. Dojehyeon, who had somehow followed me in, was poking his head out.

 

“You startled me. If you came in, you should have said so.”

 

“I did? You were spacing out so you didn’t hear.”

 

Dojehyeon naturally plopped down in the seat next to me and watched the screen, tilting his chin.

 

“A commercial? It came out well.”

 

“Right? The director put a lot of care into it.”

 

That’s when it happened. A message notification suddenly popped up at the top of the screen we were peacefully watching.

 

[Hey, Ju Sae-i.]

 

[Why did you read it but not reply.]

 

[Did you collapse?]

 

Dojehyeon frowned at the popups coming down non-stop, enough to cover the video.

 

“…Ryu Dokyung? The name sounds familiar. Who is this?”

 

“Oh, just the advertiser…”

 

“Advertiser?”

 

Dojehyeon’s eyes narrowed. He checked the name on the screen once more.

 

“That Ryu Dokyung who’s Seohe Group’s grandson? I thought it might be someone with the same name, but it seems right.”

 

“…Yeah.”

 

“But you speak casually with an advertiser? ‘Hey, Ju Sae-i’?”

 

Oops. Given Ryu Dokyung’s personality of distinguishing between business and personal matters quite well, there was no way he’d send this kind of contact to an advertising contract partner. I quickly flipped my phone over and smiled awkwardly.

 

“Well, actually we’ve known each other for a while.”

 

“With a third-generation chaebol?”

 

“Somehow it ended up that way… huh?”

 

Buzz, buzz…

 

The flipped phone vibrated a couple more times. Dojehyeon let out a hollow laugh as if he was dumbfounded.

 

“For just knowing each other, he seemed excessively worried?”

 

“His personality is originally a bit excessive.”

 

“Huh.”

 

Dojehyeon crossed his arms and stared at me intently. His eyes were like an older brother interrogating his younger sister who came home late.

 

Um, I’m the older sister here…

 

“Hey, Ju Sae-i.”

 

“…What now.”

 

“You better behave yourself properly. Since you’re now an older sister I acknowledge, don’t go around meeting weird guys.”

 

“What are you saying…”

 

Really, what is he saying?

 

“I thought only Seong-ha hyung was involved, but there’s an even worse guy involved.”

 

“Seong-ha is just a friend.”

 

“Yeah, forget about that hyung now. He’s a civilian. A civilian with Seohe Group? That’s crazy.”

 

Technically, I’m not a civilian either, Dojehyeon…

 

Do you happen to know about Dongwoo Group? I’m the chairman’s granddaughter there. I’m the youngest in the hierarchy, but anyway…

 

Feeling guilty for no reason, I cleared my throat.

 

***

 

Dojehyeon was genuinely annoyed.

 

“Why are you like this?”

 

“Like what.”

 

“Why are you so prickly?”

 

Why would I be prickly.

 

The reason was simple. There were already two men targeting Ju Sae-i.

 

Woon Seong-ha was acknowledged as a hyung because he acted well. But still, whenever he shot romantic looks at Ju Sae-i, it made his stomach churn.

 

And now Seohe Group’s grandson?

 

How could he trust a chaebol family man who had lived his entire life enjoying such privileges? He hated the thought of Ju Sae-i becoming prey to such a guy.

 

He felt an obsessive need to protect her. Because she was like an older sister to him. However, if he said this directly…

 

‘What kind of expression would she make if I said it was because she resembled my older sister? Would she treat me like a crazy bastard?’

 

Dojehyeon bit down hard on the flesh inside his mouth. He replied curtly while avoiding her gaze.

 

“What romance for a rookie? I was trying to sort things out as a senior.”

 

“Geez. You’re quite the busybody.”

 

Ju Sae-i shook her head and muttered as if she couldn’t understand.

 

“First of all, Ryu Dokyung doesn’t have romantic feelings for me.”

 

“…How can you be so sure about that?”

 

“I confessed to him before and got rejected. Only you know this…”

 

Dojehyeon’s mouth fell open. He rejected Ju Sae-i? Are you crazy?

 

“And Seong-ha is just a friend.”

 

“Hey, you really…”

 

“Hm?”

 

“Ha, forget it. Never mind.”

 

At Ju Sae-i’s following words, Dojehyeon was so dumbfounded he couldn’t speak.

 

Even the filming set staff all knew that honey was practically dripping from Woon Seong-ha’s eyes every time he looked at Ju Sae-i. Only the person in question was completely oblivious.

 

‘Does she really not know what kind of look he gives her?’

 

Dojehyeon, who had been about to explain in detail, closed his mouth. There was no need to create unnecessary trouble by telling her. It was better that she remained so clueless.

 

“Right. You’re completely right about everything.”

 

“That sounds sarcastic?”

 

“That’s just your imagination.”

 

After gesturing toward her phone with his chin, Dojehyeon gently placed his hand on Sae-i’s forehead.

 

“Your fever has gone down a bit. Sleep some more.”

 

He pulled the blanket up to cover her as if shielding her eyes.

 

It was Dojehyeon’s own timid interference, hoping she would just sleep instead of dealing with Ryu Dokyung or anyone else.

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