Right from the beginning, instead of standing in the middle of the hall, Woo-Jin stood slanted by a wall with his arms crossed, with his left shoulder against it. 

{How can you be smiling like that?} 

It was the same script, but Chae Woo-Jin’s acting was completely different from Park Min’s. Park Min looked at his adoptive mother with a resentful gaze while on the verge of tears. Meanwhile, Chae Woo-Jin’s acting was distinctly different –– he squinted his eyes as they tracked somebody's movements. His eyes were filled with scorn and scrutiny. The way he observed that person was akin to the sharp gaze of an artist, who was scrutinizing their model. 

{If you force yourself to smile like that, what would that make us? You have to smile more happily. Only then would we be rewarded for being abandoned.}

At that moment, Woo-Jin’s gaze shifted downwards after feeling someone tugging on his pants. A broad smile crept across Woo-Jin’s face as he looked at the cute and delicate being. He stopped leaning against the wall and knelt down on one knee, seeming as though he was making eye contact with the child. 

Woo-Jin was imagining a child standing right before his eyes. The child found Lloyd’s appearance fascinating; he grabbed Lloyd’s...