The Youngest Son of Sunyang

"Chairman, did you happen to hear the test results?"

"Huh? I heard. The doctors just came and went back."

"But...?"

Asking why he's laughing when it's about brain tumor surgery was not something he could do; all he could do was mumble at the end of his words.

"It's just a simple surgery, so there's no need to worry, right? Fortunately, it's an early discovery, so congratulations are in order."

"Th-that's true."

"Chief Lee, don't make that face because it's all right. Now, let's make a plan." Grandfather pulled Director Lee Hak-jae, who still looked bewildered, closer.

"The doctor here recommended Professor Jang Jun-hyuk at Myungin University Hospital. Let's arrange a meeting for the surgery."

"Yes. I'll meet him in person."

"And for those outside, tell them we're considering additional surgery."

"If we mention additional surgery, won't they be very surprised?"

"If they're surprised and panicked, that's when mistakes happen."

I didn't know exactly what mistakes Grandfather was talking about, but he seemed to be expecting someone to hastily buy stocks.

"Do-jun, make sure you have more stock on hand. And shouldn't we wait for Kim Yoon-seok, our lucky charm, to wake up?"

"That's right. Understood."

When Grandfather goes up to Seoul, the uncles will go with him, so I can finally meet Father. I should also come up with an appropriate excuse for my perfectly fine condition.

The 27th floor of Gangnam Sunyang Grouptel is a place where Jin Seo-yoon sleeps more often than at home. Oh Sehyun felt surprised when he entered the room with an interior completely different from the usual Royal Suite.

It wasn't more splendid than the usual Royal Suite. At first glance, it seemed simple and unpretentious, but when examined closely, it was filled with furniture and decorations worth hundreds of millions of won, having reached the realm of art.

An Alighiero Boetti's work, worth 1 billion won, was hanging right in front of him, and they were using a table worth 200 million won by Maria Pergay as a side table.

In addition, the small mobile decoration hanging from the ceiling was a work of art by Alexander Calder worth 3 billion won. Just by considering the value of the artworks decorating this room, it was clear that it would easily exceed hundreds of billions.

When Oh Sehyun couldn't close his mouth, Jin Seo-yoon, dressed in a one-piece dress, came out of the bedroom and greeted him with a light bow.

"You've arrived? It's quite late... I hope it's not too much of an inconvenience."

"No, not at all. It's not even midnight yet. But what about Mayor Choi? I should at least congratulate him on his election..."

"He's in a party meeting to form the Seoul city administration. Oh Representative, we appreciate your hard work. I'll thank him in your place."

Oh Sehyun tried to sit on the sofa in the living room that Jin Seo-yoon recommended but hesitated. Sitting on a leather sofa worth hundreds of millions of won felt a bit overwhelming.

"Why are we meeting at this late hour?"

She had even put on makeup, and her one-piece dress was not the type of comfortable clothing you'd wear at home. "I just received a call a while ago. It seems my father had an accident. A traffic accident..."

There was nothing to say. It was not only sudden news, but also Jin Seo-yoon's expression as she conveyed the news made it feel like a minor traffic incident.

"Is Chairman okay...?"

"They finished the surgery and moved him to the intensive care unit. Anyway, even if I rush there, I won't be able to see him, right?"

Unbelievable.

Although he didn't say it out loud, this was all that came to mind. How could she maintain such a composed demeanor after hearing that her father was in a coma?

As if she had read his feelings from Oh Se-hyun's expression, Jin Seo-yoon smiled slightly and said, "Do I need to show concern?"

"No, showing concern won't improve Chairman's condition."

"This is how we live. If Father passes away, we'll be more worried than sad. I haven't even secured much of the Sunyang shares yet."

"Being born into the Jin family means you should erase ordinary life and emotions, right? I understand."

Jin Seo-yoon, as she sipped wine, said when her mouth was empty, "Indeed, you understand very well."

"It's easier to talk to you like this when you're in your usual state. Chairman Jin seems to be getting ambitious about the DMC project in Mapo. He asked us to compromise."

"My father?" Jin Seo-yoon showed no surprise at all.

"Yes, he conveyed that message to Do-jun."

"Hahaha." Jin Seo-yoon tried hard to hold back her laughter, but it burst out between her lips.

"Why are you laughing? Have you already guessed?"

"Oh, no. I'm sorry. Hoho." She finally couldn't contain her laughter and laughed heartily for a while. "I'm sorry. I just found it funny thinking that Representative Oh was worrying unnecessarily."

"Unnecessary worries?"

"Father has no intention of doing that. He's even considering making his grandson the successor. Do you think he would take away what the child holds? Don't worry."

He was amazed by the incredible works of art all over this room, and he was surprised by the daughter who showed no concern for her father in a coma, but the idea of making Do-jun the successor was not as shocking.

Oh Sehyun just sat there in a daze.

"My father had a traffic accident in Gongju, Chungcheongnam-do. Of course, Do-jun was with him."

"What? Do-jun? Then, is Do-jun seriously injured?"

Oh Se-hyun, who was taken aback, quickly got up, and Jin Seo-yoon frowned.

"Oh Representative, save those human emotions for later. We don't have enough time to talk right now."

She couldn't wait for Oh Sehyun to calm down.

"If Father and Do-jun don't wake up like this, what will you do, Oh Representative?"

"What are you talking about now? What can I do in this situation?"

"Don't get too excited. I'm trying to make a proposal."

"You're saying that now?"

Do-jun was not related to him by blood, but he was still worried about whether he was seriously injured. Wasn't this human nature?

Jin Seo-yoon, a daughter who had just heard that her father was injured, was making absurd statements and rambling on about unimportant things. He couldn't help but feel annoyed.