Trope 8
Author's note: Thanks for adding The Pearl to your reading list! Enjoy!
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"INCOMING!"
The Fourier of the Wang's family estate mansion loomed large as a disgruntled bodyguard sprinted through it, squeaky dress shoes barely touching the sparkly tile floor at the speed he was going.
Catching his breath, he blurted out, "Guess who just pulled up to our driveway?"
Glancing at Li Jun, he tipped his head, saying, "Huh. You're already here-I would have thought you would have come with the rest of your family."
"The rest of...Aish," exclaimed Song Chin-Hae, holding his right hand to his throbbing temple.
Li Jun scrunched his eyebrows, proclaiming,"But my mother's supposed to be enjoying Hors d'oeuvres in France right about now, and my father in Vietnam overseeing the new factory they acquired,"
"Well-I don't know what to say except perhaps they postponed their plans?", the messenger confided.
Sighing, the celebrity looked around the room, and asserted, "I am so sorry. I have nothing to do with this and apologize in advance for any of the trouble my family may put us through."
"Maybe they came to apologize?", offered up the distant Wang cousin.
All heads turned to him, glares at the ready, as he lifted his hands in surrender.
"I just wanted to hope, jeez," he muttered.
"Alright, let's do this," murmured Li Jun as Ming Yue noted that he placed his dark sunglasses back on his face.
What was it with him and sunglasses inside? she wondered.
Pummeling through the front door as soon as a house maid opened it for her, a shrill voice was heard saying, "Where's Chairman Wang? I need a word with him real quick."
Pausing before the Wang family patriarch, she eyed him warily, and waved her posse of bodyguards & assistants to her aid.
"Write this down-Li Jun got here before we did. This must not happen again, right?"
"Yes, Mistress!", shouted the gang in unison.
"Now, back to business," she barked.
"Good morning, Reyhangul Mehmet, or should I say Mistress Li now?"
While Chairman Wang grinned, smoke could be seen coming out of Li Jun's mother's nostril.
"I know that's in your best interest to change your name. However, you can get married and change your name, but not your ethnicity-no matter how much bleaching pigment you use in that makeup," he taunted.
"You! Hrgh! You are just as irritating as when we first agreed on the engagement," she countered back, pointing an outstretched index finger at Wang Ming Yue's father.
"Too bad the only part they got right about your name is that you are a rose...with plenty of thorns, that is," he jested to everyone's shock.
Clearly perturbed, Madame Li tried to hide her outrage, and continue with what she had come here to do.
"According to Grandma Wu...," she started.
"Yes?", Grandma Wu hollered, amused by the heated exchange earlier between the family heads.
"You!", she shrieked at the fortuneteller's sudden appearance.
"Yes, I am here. And may I just say I am disturbed by the lack of decorum you have displayed in the last five minutes. Might even make me regret the arrangement in the first place."
"You can't do that! Our Li Jun has been preparing his whole life to take his place...his rightful place in the jianghu! You promised this marriage would go on without a hitch due to the prophecy!"
"Times change, and we along with them", she chided, causing the mother-in-law to pull her hair out in frustration.
"You know if wasn't for you being special...never mind," Li Jun's mother stated.
"Li Jun!" Now she faced her son, and said, "Why are you not on my side? Look at what they're doing to your poor mother."
Lightly stretching, he responded, "This is why I said you should have a contract."
"What?", she snapped.
"Aish, all these Chinese companies and their relationship-based business. In the entertainment world, no contract=no work. It's how it goes," he nonchalantly explained.
Stomping her foot, she called out, "I'll bring my lawyers next time! Wait and see!", as she dragged her crew out the door with her.
"Phew! I thought I couldn't breathe," remarked Wang Ming Yue.
"Now that's a chaebol mother-in-law," joked Song Chin-Hae.
"Like the ones in dramas, but even worse," interjected Li Jun, taking off his sunglasses for a bit as he turned to face the over-eager couple.
"Don't be naïve. It's not even close to over. Be prepared next time for a fight in the business world...", he warned the pair as he placed his sunglasses back on.
Leaning into Chairman Wang, he whispered, "Fighting!" in his ear, and strolled out the door without looking back once.
"That went well," confessed Grandma Wu. Glancing at her wristwatch, she quipped, "Sayonara everyone! I have appointments I need to keep, clients to attend to, and other far more important matters to address! Bye!"
"Grandma Wu?", croaked a now-perplexed chaebol heir.
It had not been a good day for any of those present.
Now even Grandma Wu had left? Aish.
What was to become of them now?
A few hours later, they all splayed on various couches, stuck watching singing competitions on the main living room flat-screen TV and hoping they could escape from reality when a DING DONG permeated the house once again.
"Who is it?", asked Chin-Hae, hoping that his grandma had come back.
Through the right door this time, at least.
"It's Lee Tien-Sing!", shouted a warm, comic relief sidekick friend.
"Lee who?", responded Song Chin-Hae.
"Aish, Lee Chang-Min? That's my stage name so..."
"LET HIM IN!", yelled Wang Ming Yue, curious at how the idol had got her family's address, but also way too happy to care.
"How are you...oof!", exclaimed the happy K-Pop star when the female lead crashed into him.
"I know you're excited, but...I just came back from performing music programs non-stop for weeks so please lay off on the shoulders," he teased.
"Oh, Sawry," she jeered, elbowing him. In the past few days, they had exchanged several texts and funny images from k-dramas together.
She had no idea how he got her number but figured it must have been from the day they met.
He honestly was a hoot, and if the drama were intent on giving her a comic relief sidekick best friend character, she could think of no better person.
"I came here because I felt you were in a need of a bit of cheering up! Was I right?"
"How did you know where the house was?", inquired Song Chin-Hae, who by nature was naturally paranoid.
"Oh, Li Jun told me...actually, he told me not to say that...and also told me not to say sorry for kissing you that day cuz he could do it himself..."
"What are you talking about?", she quizzed the talkative idol.
"Okay...but only since you asked. That day-well I got it out of him after him being very sleep deprived and everything, but still. That day-you missed his lips and kissed his cheek instead, but he kissed you and...he regrets doing it cuz you have a boyfriend, but he told me not to say that he likes you...and oh...I did it again. I keep putting my foot in my mouth and ranting...I'm sorry I don't talk to a lot of people so when I do speak-I like word vomit, and Li Jun is my friend so...he told me not to tell, but I still told you...oops."
"He likes me?"
"No, he loves you," he assured her.
Song Chin-Hae eyes went wide at that statement.
"Did I say too much?"
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Author's note: So y'all I came across this song and it reminded me of how the jianghu/part of the Chinese-Korean business world feels like right now in the story. (They're all invested in this happening so poor unfortunate pairing, I guess.)
What they think about Li Jun and Wang Ming Yue's arrangement
https://youtu.be/InYZA-ieqC0
What Li Jun & Wang Ming Yue thinks about it
https://youtu.be/knCK8P99shY
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