Chapter 4
“Nephew? You expect me to believe that?”
Clef Entertainment’s meeting room.
All the employees stared at Yoon Tae-jin with bewildered expressions.
“Why?”
Yoon Tae-jin asked, looking wronged.
The PR team leader, Han Su-jin, glanced at Jin Do-hyun.
“Last time, you said you didn’t know who it was.”
“Ah… that’s because it’s been a long time since I last saw him…”
“You should at least lie properly.”
Han Su-jin snorted.
“Now, look closely!”
At that moment, Management Team member Choi Eun-bi crouched next to Jin Do-hyun and raised her index finger.
“First, the eyes!”
She alternated pointing at Jin Do-hyun and Yoon Tae-jin.
“Sync rate: zero! Not alike at all, right?”
“…”
“Next, the nose!”
She pointed back and forth again.
“This is really, really zero! And… ah, the jawline!”
Choi Eun-bi’s gaze moved quickly.
“Still zero! And… huh?”
Her hand froze.
The employees leaned forward in anticipation.
“His cheeks are a bit chubby, so that’s a little alike, I guess?”
“Oh…”
“Yeah, that’s true.”
The employees nodded in agreement.
“No matter how distant the relative…”
Choi Eun-bi straightened her knees and delivered the verdict.
“They don’t look alike at all. At this point, it’s like there’s no shared blood!”
“Ah… so that’s what you meant?”
Yoon Tae-jin felt a strange mix of relief and irritation.
“I’d believe it more if you said he looked like Jin Do-hyun.”
“…!?”
Her offhand remark froze both Jin Do-hyun and Yoon Tae-jin.
Everyone’s gaze turned to Manager Choi Eun-bi.
“No, I just meant… the last time I saw him, he was really handsome…”
Choi Eun-bi twisted her body awkwardly.
Everyone immediately looked at Jin Do-hyun.
“Huh? Somehow he does look a bit alike.”
“Yeah, I think he probably looked like this when he was young?”
“Wow, really? Look at those long eyelashes. You’re born with those!”
Gulp—
Jin Do-hyun swallowed dryly.
Cold dread stabbed his chest.
But there was no time to worry. Hands move faster than eyes!
Jin Do-hyun carefully picked up the small bag hanging around his neck, ready to send a message to Yoon Tae-jin and get through this tricky situation.
At that moment, one of the employees suddenly grabbed Jin Do-hyun’s hand and exclaimed,
“Oh my! Look at those wiggly little hands! So cute!”
“Bored? Should we put on YouTube? What do kids like these days?”
“Piano Fairy Doremi! My nephew loved that.”
Damn it. The “adorable commentary” crew was starting again.
Jin Do-hyun’s tightly closed eyelids trembled.
‘Hold it, hold it… okay, I can deal with this.’
But… Doremi is a little tempting? Then, ‘Season 3’…
The employees now surrounded Jin Do-hyun.
Amid the chaos, only Yoon Tae-jin and PR leader Han Su-jin steadfastly stayed in their spots.
However, Han Su-jin’s gaze suddenly changed.
“Wait!”
She raised her hand and shouted.
The office fell silent, all eyes on her.
“C-could it be…”
Her eyes flickered as if she had realized something.
“D-don’t move!”
She hurriedly pulled out her phone, fingers moving frantically across the screen.
Click-click-click—
“T-this!”
She gasped and held out her phone.
The screen showed Jin Do-hyun around the age of twenty—somewhere between boy and young man, not yet fully matured.
“Uh… huh?”
“Wow, incredible!”
“Really handsome…”
The employees were impressed.
“No, that’s not it!”
Han Su-jin pressed the phone screen next to Jin Do-hyun’s face and said,
“See? Don’t you think they look a bit alike?”
The employees alternated looking between Jin Do-hyun and the photo, eyes widening.
“No, this isn’t just a little alike.”
“Look at the eyes! Exactly the same!”
“No way… Jin Do-hyun’s son!?”
The room fell silent at someone’s exclamation.
Everyone looked at Yoon Tae-jin.
“No, no! That’s not it!”
Yoon Tae-jin waved his hands frantically.
But strong denials only fueled strong imagination.
“Really… Jin Do-hyun’s son?”
“Jin Do-hyun’s son!?”
The office staff chorused.
One ridiculous comment became imagined reality, and imagination quickly became accepted fact.
‘Why is it going this way?! I’m single!’
Jin Do-hyun screamed internally.
It was unbelievable, but he was still a virgin.
“No, seriously! D-Do-hyun hasn’t even married yet!”
Yoon Tae-jin’s desperate shout only fueled everyone’s imagination.
“Not married…?”
“So when’s the wedding?”
“If he hasn’t done it by now… then it’s basically over.”
“Oh, right…”
“Producer Jin seems irresponsible, but I guess he has some sense of duty?”
“But… what about the mother?”
The employees’ imaginations ran wild over Jin Do-hyun’s ‘hidden son.’
It didn’t matter who this child was. At this moment, he had to be Jin Do-hyun’s son.
“Don’t worry, CEO! Producer Jin is now part of our family, right? We’ll make sure this secret never leaks!”
“Everyone! Forget everything you’ve seen and heard here today!”
“Yes!”
The employees chorused in unison.
‘No, no, no!’
Jin Do-hyun glared at Yoon Tae-jin.
‘Damn it, Tae-jin!’
“Piggy~!”
A furious childlike scream echoed in the meeting room.
A few days later.
Jin Do-hyun and Yoon Tae-jin stopped in front of a house.
“You can handle this, right?”
Yoon Tae-jin asked anxiously.
“Get your act together first.”
Jin Do-hyun gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger.
The Lumis Nephew Escape Project. And…
“Hey, Do-hyun!”
“Don’t you reply? You’ve been so quiet lately.”
“Hey, Jin Do-hyun!”
Even the mosquito (Han Jin-seo) extermination operation.
Since he decided to do it, perfectionist Jin Do-hyun wanted to do everything flawlessly, so he agreed to appear on Our Family’s Youngest.
This house would be their new residence.
“Do-hyun, we really need to turn a profit this time.”
“Ah, come on! Don’t trust me? I’m doing this at my age with five guys in their twenties!”
“Whoa, calm down.”
Yoon Tae-jin finally realized.
Jin Do-hyun’s anger was no longer just cold glares or tone—it was in his words.
“Sigh… how long do I have to hold this?”
Jin Do-hyun cast a cold glare and gestured.
“Huh?”
Yoon Tae-jin followed his gaze.
There were the small hands of chubby Yoon Tae-jin holding tightly.
“Oh~ in movies, dads hold their kids’ hands like this so they don’t get lost.”
“Am I your son? I’m this old, how would I get lost?”
“You look like a kindergartner…”
“Seriously! Creepy-!”
Jin Do-hyun quickly pulled his hand away, shouting,
“Huh? You’re gonna get lost!”
Yoon Tae-jin grabbed his hand again.
“Huh? CEO!”
At that moment, Our Family’s Youngest’s writer, Seo Yoo-jin, appeared.
“Oh! Writer!”
Yoon Tae-jin dropped Jin Do-hyun’s hand and grabbed Seo Yoo-jin’s hand instead.
“Haha… the camera setup is almost done, want to take a look?”
Seo Yoo-jin smiled awkwardly.
“Yes!”
The three entered the house immediately.
“Hmm…”
The house wasn’t bad. A small yard, a living room, four rooms, and two bathrooms.
The exterior was plain, but the interior was surprisingly stylish.
Whether it was the owner’s taste or the previous tenant’s, it was a good set-up for filming Lumis.
“Wow~ thanks to Our Family’s Youngest, our company’s deficit group is living in a nice place. Hahaha!”
Yoon Tae-jin laughed heartily, though something sparkled in the corners of his eyes.
“By the way, he’s so cute. What’s his name?”
Seo Yoo-jin asked.
“Ah… the name is…”
Yoon Tae-jin hesitated, clearly worried.
‘We’re doomed!’
For JinTube, he had claimed the boy was Tae-jin’s distant relative.
So there was no issue with filming, and verification procedures were skipped.
But because everything was skipped, they had almost no info about young Jin Do-hyun: name, age, everything…
“Th-the name is…”
Yoon Tae-jin nervously looked at Jin Do-hyun.
Help! SOS! Need assistance! His eyes screamed this.
“My name is…”
Jin Do-hyun spoke politely, but his glare at Yoon Tae-jin was sharper than ever.
He wanted to yell, but clenched his teeth to suppress his rising anger.
“Absolutely, absolutely! Don’t show your personality!”
“If you get caught, we’re done! You love movies, so you know. Straight to the CIA… or the White House!”
“Do you want to spend your life as a lab rat?”
‘Damn it.’
Ridiculous as it sounded, the imaginative producer believed it easily.
“Ji…”
Gulp—
‘Wow, why am I so nervous?’
He noticed the mess on the desk: old Lumis albums and torn candy packets.
‘Lumis? …Ribo?’
His eyes lit up.
“Ru, Ruha! Jin Ruha!”
“Ruha? So cute! The name is adorable too!”
Seo Yoo-jin patted Jin Do-hyun’s head gently.
Phew… Jin Do-hyun breathed a sigh of relief.
“But, what’s that?”
Seo Yoo-jin asked again, pointing to a back scratcher behind Jin Do-hyun.
“Ah… this is…”
Ah, what a pain. How to explain this…
“He has atopy! Because of atopy!”
“Oh?”
This time, Yoon Tae-jin quickly handled it.
“Oh dear. That must be tough. Scratching like that would damage his skin. He goes to the hospital, right?”
Seo Yoo-jin asked with a concerned look.
“Writer, you really have a kind heart…”
Yoon Tae-jin smiled faintly.
“Well, yes… but sometimes we use it for other purposes too.”
Jin Do-hyun glared at Yoon Tae-jin, wielding the back scratcher threateningly.
Seo Yoo-jin kept exclaiming, “So cute!”
He looked like a five-year-old boy, pretending to be a ninja.
‘Damn it.’
More of the “adorable commentary” crew.
