Chapter 22: Sister Complex And Brother Complex
At the elevator entrance, Jung Soo Yeon, who had just gotten out of the car, also noticed the approaching Mercedes-Benz car, so she turned back to look.
The familiar sedan made her immediately call out, “Taeyeon?”
Then a petite figure got out from the Mercedes-Benz, looking at Jung Soo Yeon in front and smiling as she said, “I thought you had arrived long ago, Sulli.”
“No, I went out to take care of some things. Did you go back to Jeonju last night?”
Jung Soo Yeon explained briefly, glanced at the car, and turned to the other woman as she asked.
Only after seeing the other woman nod did she say again, “No wonder you’re late too. Let’s go, park the car quickly and head inside.”
“Mm, and this is?”
Kim Tae Yeon nodded lightly, but her head tilted to the side, her eyes slightly narrowed as she saw a guy in the rearview mirror of Jung Soo Yeon’s car.
This was also the first time in so many years that she had seen a man sitting in the driver’s seat of Jung Soo Yeon’s car.
It wasn’t that no one had ridden in her car before, but they were basically passengers and had never held the steering wheel. The one in front of her was the first.
So when Kim Tae Yeon just saw Jung Soo Yeon getting out of the front passenger seat of her own car, she got a bit curious and walked straight to the rear of the car to see who was driving.
Unexpectedly, she really caught this rare scene.
Hearing Kim Tae Yeon’s voice, Jung Soo Yeon looked at Lin Xiuyuan inside through the car window. The latter was also looking through the rearview mirror, gazing at Kim Tae Yeon at the rear of the car.
Jung Soo Yeon patted the car door to remind him and introduced, “A newly met friend. I just asked him to help bring the car back.”
Lin Xiuyuan smiled, turned toward the voice in the mirror, and gave a friendly smile to Kim Tae Yeon behind him, waving his hand as a greeting.
Kim Tae Yeon also politely nodded lightly in return.
“Oh, mm.”
The two interjections at the same time could not hide the deeper curiosity in Kim Tae Yeon’s gaze.
Because Jung Soo Yeon refused to introduce him to her, this now gave her something to probe into.
However, in front of Lin Xiuyuan, she didn’t say much more. After chatting idly for a couple of sentences, she got back into the car and skillfully started reversing into the parking spot.
Jung Soo Yeon took the opportunity to lean on the car window and look at Lin Xiuyuan. “Drive carefully. I don’t want to lose my doorman.”
“Alright, I’m off.”
After making an OK gesture, Lin Xiuyuan stopped chattering and stepped on the accelerator to leave this side.
Next door, Kim Tae Yeon, who had parked the car, sat inside watching that car leave. Thinking of Jung Soo Yeon’s posture just now, a glint of curiosity flashed in her eyes.
But soon, after getting out of the car, she immediately returned to her normal expression, walked to Jung Soo Yeon’s side, and entered the company together.
A few days later.
In the villa on the 【2025 new timeline】 side.
Lin Xiuyuan, who had woken up from his lunch nap, was sitting at the computer desk scrolling through Douyin, laughing sometimes and nodding others.
Completely acting like an old fogey.
But there was no helping it—who made him a real worldly innocent, even more of an old fogey than the 25-year-old fogeys.
Suddenly, the phone ringtone sounded from the side. Krystal called him.
“Lin Xiuyuan, where are you?”
“At the villa.”
“Wait for me. I’m almost there.”
Hearing this reply, he glanced at the weather outside the window—sunny and bright. “In broad daylight, don’t you have filming today?”
Although these past few evenings, the two had plans to go out for things to eat, sometimes here, sometimes back to 2013.
But it was always limited to evenings because she had to film during the day.
And Krystal’s answer was also direct. “Today’s scenes are scheduled for evening, so I came out to find you for something.”
“Alright then.”
Ten-odd minutes later, the doorbell rang.
After using the whole-house smart butler to open the door for Krystal outside, Lin Xiuyuan also got up and left the room, heading downstairs.
By the time he reached the stairs, Krystal had already entered the living room and looked up at him coming down. “You’ve been staying home every day lately and not going anywhere?”
“Mm, taking in the world. The developments over these dozen-plus years are just too fascinating. How could a few days be enough to see it all?”
Krystal didn’t refute Lin Xiuyuan’s answer because it was an irrefutable fact.
Lin Xiuyuan, who had walked to her side, spoke up and asked, “You said earlier you came to find me for something. What is it?”
“Ouni is back.” Krystal laid some groundwork first.
Lin Xiuyuan was still puzzled. “Mm, so what?”
“She wants to see you.”
“Mm?”
Now he was dumbfounded. “See me for what? I’ve settled accounts with her—money and all. We’re done. You didn’t tell her about the door, did you? No way.”
“I’m not that dumb. Why would I tell her? Going back wouldn’t change anything anyway.”
Krystal years later wasn’t so immature. With clear cognition, she knew exactly what her position was with the man in front of her.
Especially the primary and secondary relationship, which was particularly distinct.
Hearing it had nothing to do with the door, Lin Xiuyuan pressed, “Then why does she want to see me?”
“She thinks you’re fooling me and wants to meet up for afternoon tea, chat or something like that.”
“Chat?”
Lin Xiuyuan repeated the two words, the ‘you believe that?’ look in his gaze making Krystal laugh out loud. She shook her head and said, “I definitely don’t believe it. Probably wants to interrogate your background a bit.”
Faced with Krystal’s explanation, Lin Xiuyuan had only one thing to say. “Such a sister complex. You’re 30 already—making a friend and she still has to meddle?”
Women were already sensitive about age to begin with, and after a trip back to the past, Krystal was even more so.
Teasing her about it before could still be taken as a joke, but now even mentioning it would break her defenses. “Hey, you could just talk about her, why attack my age?”
“It’s a fact.”
After giving Lin Xiuyuan an annoyed glare, Krystal huffed through her nose. “Don’t know about her, but anyway, she’s the one asking for you. Probably the news of you going to the film crew every day these past few days reached her ears too.”
“Scandal?”
Krystal’s words brought an adjective to Lin Xiuyuan’s mind.
At this, Krystal couldn’t help but laugh. “Not quite, but there have indeed been quite a few rumors floating around the film crew these past couple of days.”
Having gotten the answer, Lin Xiuyuan straight-up quit.
“Then I’m not going tomorrow. Call takeout yourself.”
“What will I eat if you don’t bring it?”
Krystal wouldn’t have it and immediately shouted discontentedly, “Let them say what they say. You’re not some artist or celebrity anyway, so it won’t affect you. I’m not worried, so why are you avoiding suspicion?”
Lin Xiuyuan said, “I just want to sleep in.”
“You have plenty of time to sleep, but we’ll talk about this topic later. Let’s go now first. Ouni is probably getting impatient waiting.”
Gazing at Krystal who was giving him a look, Lin Xiuyuan pursed his lips. “Can I not go? If Jessica gets snarky with me there, my personality won’t take it—I’ll definitely fire back.”
“It’s fine. I support you. You curse her out, and I’ll definitely be on your side.”
“This is ridiculous, Krystal. Aren’t you the sister complex one?”
“Only when she’s single.”
“???”
What kind of savage words were these?
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