the penthouse

49 | to the rescue.

" you look stiff, ji-yoo ! it is just a dress, and it looks really good on you. " yeri got up from her couch. she fixed the sleeves of ji-yoo's blue dress, trying to see if her daughter was going to take a more natural position.

ji-yoo tried on as many dressed as she could, but none of them looked good on her. what was wrong with the way she looked ? her mother was always show-stopping in any dress she put on. yeri would look amazing in a trash bag.

" do you just think i took after dad ? i swear, me and your are very different when it comes to how dresses look on us. " ji-yoo let out a sigh. she looked into the mirror, just seeing all of the differences between yeri and her. they were extremely obvious.

ji-yoo was thinner than yeri, and it was surely a trait she took from sicheng. she finally learned that, even if she ate, she did not gain any weight. so, she was afraid about an issue she did not have. even if her insecurity should have never been considered an issue.

yeri was shorter than her daughter. sicheng was a taller man, who it would have been quite expected for their children to look like him. the twins were also growing fast, meaning that yeri would be soon the shortest family member.

in the mirror, they looked like two women who looked nothing like eachother. ji-yoo always thought why she had never taken any trait from yeri. she had sicheng's face, his build, everything. ji-yoo was jealous of xin-yi, for getting her mother's gorgeous features.

it was not like she did not find her father to be a good-looking man, that allowed her to have genetics like no other, but ji-yoo found herself to be too similar to sicheng. she was not elegant and subtle, like yeri, she was bold and striking.

" come on, your father allowed you to have a beautiful structure. do not be sad about that, it is an amazing thing. " yeri held ji-yoo arm. she continued to look at the dress, with a proud smile on her face. " i think you look beautiful. "

ji-yoo looked down. yeri was right, she was beautiful, but not in the way she wanted to be. her daring beauty included all the traits she had been running away from. a small chest, a boxy waist, a rectangular figure. who wanted those ?

" you are too young, to worry about how you look. you will soon learn that not everyone can be the same, not even a mother and her daughter. " yeri pat ji-yoo's shoulder. ji-yoo nodded at her words, a smile appearing on her face.

what she was wearing made her feel lovely, even if, as yeri said, she was a little stiff. ji-yoo was not used to wearing dresses, but this floor-length gown, with blue roses all over it made her like the idea of dressing up like a princess.

" i think i want this one, mom. will it fit the theme ? " ji-yoo asked, and soon enough, yeri nodded, approving her daughter's choice. " i might need to get it a little tighter here, i feel it loose. " she pointed to her waist, seeing that yeri nodded again.

" you are right, ji-yoo. mark is going to be so happy, seeing that his niece will be performing at the event ! " yeri clapped. ji-yoo replied by laughing. for sure, yeri would be way happier, compared to mark.

ji-yoo was sure that mark had gone through a lot, to get her to be the perfomer of an important gala. though, she had also been told that ningning would be the one to sing over ji-yoo's piano.

he picked everyone out. mark had a power ji-yoo had never seen before. he was a very well-known man, and everyone respected his work. he was a gem, one who mattered so much to the country, that he got to do all of this.

" you should go and change out of the dress, and i will speak to the employees, and tell them to alter the dress where it needs to be done. " yeri told ji-yoo, as the two walked over to the changing rooms. " i am so, so proud of you. "