Yeo Ri had received the texts and calls from Gun just as she reached close to home .

She did not want him to know that she was not at home, so she planned to answer her phone only when she was in the privacy of her apartment . Besides, she also did not want Secretary Kwon to hear her conversation with her brother .

"I'm thankful that you sent me back, but please stop following me in the future . Also, please tell Mr . Heo to mind his own business," Yeo Ri had said to the man before she exited the car .

"I shall inform Mr . Heo of your words, miss . Have a good evening . Goodbye," Secretary Kwon had replied perfunctorily . From his unflinching gaze, it was clear that he had no intentions of heeding the young girl's words . In any case, he was on Heo Woo Seung's payroll, and he'll only stop his task if the big man says so . Nevertheless, he still reported the girl's words to Mr . Heo after she had left .

Yeo Ri was in the middle of fixing herself a meal when Gun returned to their home .

"Welcome home, Oppa," Yeo Ri popped her head out from their tiny kitchen to greet him .

"I'm back," Gun replied with a smile . He could smell the scent of food and even though he already ate a little at the party, he still felt slightly famished . His stomach grumbled, seduced by the tantalising smell of Yeo Ri's cooking .

"Yeo Ri-ah, did you take a bath? Why didn't you dry your hair properly?" Gun looked at her with disapproval as he walked over to the kitchen . He noticed her still-wet hair and sighed with slight vexation .

"Oh, I forgot," Yeo Ri flashed a sheepish smile . "Don't be mad, Oppa . "

"I'll be mad if you fall sick because you didn't dry your hair properly," he rebuked . He fetched a clean, dry towel and gestured for her to sit down so he could dry it . "You spoiled little girl," he helplessly sighed, "what am I going to do with you?"

"Hehe," Yeo Ri laughed, feeling amused . Her brother was too doting . It wasn't like she'd actually get sick just because she walked around with wet hair .

"Oppa, go wash up; I'll set up the table," Yeo Ri said just as Gun was finally satisfied with his handiwork .

"Mm . "

Gun did not want to irritate Yeo Ri with the smell of liquor that was clinging on his clothes so he obediently went to wash up and change his clothes .

The two sat together at the small dining table, enjoying a light dinner while chatting .

They told each other about their day .

However, Yeo Ri made sure not to let anything slip about her little escapade earlier .

Once they were done, Gun helped Yeo Ri with the cleaning and they both retired to bed, preparing themselves for the upcoming busy days .