Korean Showbiz: Why Is This Chaebol Bad Girl Clinging to Me?

At eighteen, Lin Yu turned down the inheritance path his father had arranged for him, signed a contract as a professional racing driver, and came to South Korea alone to attend high school.

His plan was simple: go to class, race, spend his own earnings, and keep his distance from his scumbag father.

Until Yoon Se-yeon started filling his weekends with plans, too.

This heiress was beautiful and clever, and her smile made it hard to say no. But when she wanted something, she never gave anyone the chance to refuse.

"Come with me to an event on Saturday."

"Did I say yes?"

"That's why I'm asking you now."

Lin Yu glanced at the formalwear she'd brought him.

"Then what's with the clothes?"

"I was worried there wouldn't be time to get them ready after you said yes."

She said it matter-of-factly, having even picked out his tie for him.

From campus to the film set, from the racetrack to the awards ceremony, Lin Yu gradually realized that whenever she said it was just a coincidence, she happened to be free, or she was going anyway, his name was always part of the plan.

But the harder she tried, the more he wanted to ask: Miss Yoon, what exactly do you want?

At the same time, the idol who shone in front of the cameras but asked her mother what to eat in private, Han Yi-an, also began appearing beside him more and more often.

Lin Yu didn't yet know that the girl, just one year younger than him, was his biological sister.

And her famous actress mother had already recognized him.

Before the trouble his father had left behind could catch up with him, Yoon Se-yeon blocked his way.

"No race tonight?"

"No."

"No training, either?"

"What are you trying to say?"

At last, she let go of that smile that said she had everything under control.

"Lin Yu, I want to see you. Is that a good enough reason?"