A Night Soaked With You - Chapter 39
It was clear things were going to go the way Chae-young intended. But showing weakness here was out of the question.
“I already have a place reserved.”
“Well, it’s our Yeong-won, so no matter what you wear, you’ll look beautiful. I don’t need to worry.”
Chae-young said this with a smile, her words insincere.
Then, she immediately turned to In-woo.
“Oppa, will you pick me up tomorrow?”
“……What?”
“Come to the party with me.”
“Y-you and me?”
In-woo asked, seemingly flustered.
“Why? You don’t want me to come pick you up, do you? That’s unfair. You’re always taking care of Yeong-won.”
Chae-young pouted, as if feeling hurt.
“Oh, no. It’s not that…….”
“Then you’ll come pick me up?”
Chae-young didn’t miss the chance and wrapped her arm around In-woo’s with a playful gesture. In-woo, as if pleading for help, looked toward Yeong-won, but she pretended not to notice and turned her eyes back to the script.
“Uh, well, sure.”
In-woo mumbled, answering in a low, somewhat gloomy tone. At that, Chae-young burst into laughter.
“Wow, so the male lead is escorting me today…… Does that make me the lead?”
Around them, some joked that they might end up filming a love triangle romance.
Yeong-won, her gaze lowered, didn’t join their conversation. There were still plenty of scenes left to shoot today.
Her only goal was to film the movie with as much quality as possible, nothing more.
It didn’t matter if she didn’t have a beautiful dress or the male lead by her side.
Chae-young’s provocation was something Yeong-won had no intention of falling into.
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At the 7th floor private room of Daehho Department Store.
In a space that resembled the suite of a luxury hotel, a man was flipping through a catalog.
His lazy gaze, massive build, and perfectly flawless face gave off a certain aura.
However, perhaps due to his indifferent expression, the man felt like a lifeless painting.
Seemingly unimpressed, he flipped through the dresses in the catalog, dismissing them with a flick and pushing the pages aside.
“Would you like me to prepare something else?”
“Sure.”
His curt response made Daehho Department Store’s personal shopper, Ms. Cha, nearly freeze in place, forcing herself to smile faintly.
It had already been an hour.
Melliot’s CEO, Seong Tae-geon, was picking out a dress for a woman he didn’t even know.
When Tae-geon first arrived, the private room staff at Daehho Department Store erupted into cheers.
Though Tae-geon was a regular VVIP customer at the department store, the staff had never actually met him in person.
It was always his personal coordinator who came to the store, consulting with the personal shoppers before taking the clothes and accessories.
A single, unmarried man, with an outstanding physique, and a background so grand that it was hard to even look up at him—who could help but pay attention to such an impressive figure?
His rare visit had the staff on high alert, all trying to look their best, eagerly awaiting his arrival.
But just one hour into his visit, the private room staff quickly realized that the kimchi soup they had been drinking was very sour.
“Could you possibly tell us the customer’s skin tone or overall image?”
They had been careful to avoid asking too many questions, respecting his privacy, but without any information, choosing the right dress had become a real challenge.
Tae-geon stroked his chin, as if pondering, then quietly said.
“……Her eyes are a clear chestnut, and her skin is white. Her lips are slightly upturned at the corners, and she’s 164 cm tall, slender, and beautiful. Very.”
The expression on Ms. Cha’s face grew somewhat strange. The word “very” had a lingering emotion behind it.
“……Please wait for a moment. I’ll bring it right away.”
They were curious about what kind of woman could make a man like this spend an hour picking out a dress, but Manager Cha didn’t show any signs of it and moved on.
After she left, Jameson, who had been standing like a mannequin, approached and asked.
“All the dresses seemed fine to me. Do they not suit your taste?”
“Not really. They don’t suit her.”
Tae-geon replied, tapping the tip of his shoe.
Jameson swallowed a groan.
He had asked whether Tae-geon liked the dresses, but the answer was that they didn’t suit the person.
Though he had suspected it, it was now confirmed.
These dresses were definitely being chosen as a gift for actress Kim Yeong-won.
“Why is that?”
Jameson asked, staring silently. Tae-geon raised his eyebrows in response.
‘Well…… it’s surprising to see someone who used to hate the actress, someone who’s never bothered to buy his own clothes and even finds it troublesome, spending an hour choosing a dress for some unknown actress.’
Jameson swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
He had never really paid much attention to Tae-geon’s private life.
His relationships with women were clean, without any messy business to clean up.
‘Purely business relations.’
The moment anyone tried to cross that line, Tae-geon was ruthless, cutting them off without hesitation.
That’s why Jameson found Tae-geon’s behavior right now so unfamiliar.
Of course, he didn’t let his curiosity show. Tae-geon hated personal questions the most.
And more than that,
‘She’s pretty enough but hardly stands out—an unknown actress.’
In Jameson’s mind, that was all he knew about Yeong-won. So this was likely just a passing whim of Tae-geon’s.
“It’s nothing.”
Jameson gave a small smile and stepped back. Tae-geon chuckled lightly, as if it were all too trivial.
