When Han Wuting’s car was far into the distance, Rosé Yang turned toward Lalisa Park with a deep scowl. She crossed her arms and glared daggers from her eyes.
Lalisa Park shrunk back, knowing she was in for an earful.
"Another blind date?! That was the fifth time this month!" Rosé Yang bit out, her temper slightly rising.
No matter how many times she told Lalisa Park that she was fine being single, the stubborn woman wouldn’t listen! Blind dates after blind dates and in the least expected times too!
"But Rosie, you’re going to be lonely when I leave for my trip next month!" She whined, grabbing Rosé Yang's arm and swaying her side by side.
Rosé Yang sighed, pinching the spot between her brows. "Like I’ve told you a billion times before, I’m fine being single. I like my peace and quiet." She frowned. She knew Lalisa Park was looking out for her. The blind dates came from good intentions, but she was beginning to grow annoyed at Lalisa's persistence.
What’s wrong with being single?
"But, Rosie-"
"No buts." Rosé Yang interrupted, hailing down a cab to take her home.
Lalisa Park pouted upon seeing how eager she was to leave her. "Don’t leave me yet! You might not be lonely, but I most certainly am!" Like a child eager to spend more time with her parents, she clung onto her Rosie.
Rosé Yang laughed at her childish friend.
Lalisa Park's pout was absolutely adorable and if she was a man, she’d surely do anything to please her.
But she wasn’t and pouts didn’t work on her. "My dear, you have a lot more friends—"
"But I like you the most!" Lalisa Park childishly stomped the ground, her silver anklets twinkling.
The long list of friends and acquaintances that Lalisa Park had were endless. It was incredible how she was able to make so many friends have constant plans, and yet still have time for herself.
Because Lalisa Park was the only daughter of the prestigious and wealthiest family in the country, many people clung onto her like flies. They always sought after Lalisa Park's presence in social gatherings because it would significantly boost their status.
Rosé Yang was different.
She didn’t follow after Lalisa Park like a lost puppy. Instead, she was independent and very selective of her friends, which forced Lalisa Park to cling onto her instead.
"Don’t be mad at me, Rosie. I only wanted the best for you." Lalisa Park widened her eyes and jutted her lips out into a deeper pout.
Rosé Yang laughed and patted Lalisa's head. "Okay, okay, fine. Come to my house and I’ll lecture you for a bit more, then we can watch that show you really like."
- - - - -
After going back to Rosé Yang's apartment condo, binge-watching an entire season of a variety show on blind dates, and then throwing popcorn at the screen, Lalisa Park was officially burned out. Slumped on the couch, she was in a deep slumber. She slept like a child with her body curled into a ball and arms tucked underneath her face.
Rosé Yang chuckled at the sight and placed a heavy blanket over her. After tying up her long hair, she began to clean up the mess they’ve made. If this was the woman from two years ago, she would’ve left the chore to the house cleaner.
Rosé Yang figured it was best to not be so lazy. She was twenty-three this year and a grown adult. Being able to clean the house and do her laundry was something she should have mastered the minute she moved out of her parent’s house.
But she didn’t. She used to act like a spoiled brat, one that no one loved, but have to get along with if you wanted good things in life.
She knew she could never fix the sins that she had committed in the past, the friendships and relationships she had severed, but she swore to herself she would definitely try to make positive changes in her present and future life.
When she was sweeping the popcorn bits into the dustbin, her phone went off. Looking at the contact, she frowned.
Her mother was calling her and the woman only did it when she wanted something from her.
It had been a couple of months since they’ve last spoken and that was when her mother tried to splash boiling hot water onto Rosé Yang's face. She was quick to side-step the attack, or else her face would’ve been permanently scarred. Her mother never liked her and after what happened with Jeong Jaehyun, the hatred was evident.
Rosé Yang hesitated to pick up the call, but on the last ring, she did. The minute she did so, her mother’s voice blared out of the phone.
"Why did you take so long to pick up? Are you trying to disrespect your mother?!" The woman screeched over the phone, her voice rising louder and louder.
Rosé Yang held the phone away from her ears.
Bang Jina rambled and yelled about Rosé Yang's hesitation of picking up the call and making her wait longer than needed. After a few minutes of nonstop insults, Rosé Yang couldn’t handle it anymore. "Mother dearest, please reach your conclusion soon."
"You brat—"
"Yes, yes, I’m a disgrace, and you wish you didn’t give birth to me twenty-three years ago. We’ve already established that." Rosé Yang already memorized her mother’s insults.
Every brutal stabbing of reality was given by her mother. The woman was ruthless and showed no love for her eldest daughter. Instead, she focused all of her attention and love on her prized younger daughter, the perfect star of the Yang family: Yang Yuna.
"Your younger sister’s birthday is coming up. Give us some face by showing up to the banquet." Bang Jina bit out. As much as she despised her eldest daughter with every inch of her soul, Rosé Yang was inevitably extremely useful. She was able to have the terrifying backing of Yang Marco, the Monarch of the Yang Corporation and the man with the highest share in the company.
Bang Jina hates to admit it, but this brat was smart. Cultivating a good relationship with her grandfather at the tender age of four, she had a perfectly safe spot in his cold heart.
"Are you sure you want me there? I can transfer this call to grandfather since that was your ultimate plan." Rosé Yang hummed, nonchalantly inspecting her nails.
Bang Jina nearly lost her composure. Of course, her true purpose in inviting Rosé Yang was to lure out Yang Marco. Having such a grand, influential, and powerful man show up at her youngest daughter’s birthday would bring endless benefits that no money could afford.
Out of all of his five granddaughters, Rosé Yang was Yang Marco's favorite.
Bang Jina didn’t know how Rosé Yang was able to curry his favor and adoration, but she effortlessly did so. If it wasn’t for her strong backings, she would’ve never contacted Rosé Yang.