Life is Easier If You're Handsome-Chapter 186

BloomBell’s Agency CEO, Lee Jeong-geon.

“What the hell is going on?!”

Despite his shock at the sudden situation, he quickly issued orders.

“Call an ambulance! Shut down all the mics and broadcast cameras immediately! Bring anything we can use to cover the stage—block everything off!”

He had never dealt with a solo concert of this scale before, but just in case, he had decided to be here in person.

And now, this.

“A lighting rig fell...? A light?”

Lee Jeong-geon, who had worked his way up from the bottom, understood exactly what that meant.

They had gone through so much trouble preparing for this first solo concert. And yet, something like this still had to happen.

“Those bastards...”

His grip on the radio tightened unconsciously.

– No injuries reported after the lighting fell!

“Who saved them? Was it really Kim Donghu?”

– Yes, it was really Kim Donghu.

The situation report came through.

‘It was real.’

Just before they cut off the members’ mics, he had heard Jaerin’s voice. He had wondered, but...

“So, Kim Donghu really disguised himself as a security guard, and when things went south, he actually saved her?”

– Y-yes... That’s what we assume.

“...Get Jaerin and Kim Donghu to the hospital. Full examination. Ignore whatever they say about being fine—check for concussions, internal injuries, everything. You got that?”

– Yes, sir.

“Tell them it was my order. They have to go. No exceptions. Understand?”

– Yes, sir!

Jaerin, of course, was a member of his agency, the center of her group, and practically a daughter to him since he had known her from a young age. There was no way he would let anything happen to her.

But Kim Donghu was an entirely different level of “must not be injured.”

‘Obviously, you don’t want anyone to get hurt, but...’

Beyond just concern for another person, Kim Donghu was Korea’s national treasure in boxing.

And not just any treasure—he was scheduled to compete in the Asian Games next August.

If someone like that got injured at a concert? The mere thought of it was horrifying.

Especially since Lee Jeong-geon himself was a massive fan of Kim Donghu.

“And... the lighting team and the company handling the setup... Haah, this won’t end lightly.”

The concert? Obviously canceled.

And the financial loss? Don’t even mention it.

Venue rental fees. Ticket refunds. Staff wages.

All because they couldn’t secure one goddamn light, a financial snowball was about to roll out of control.

The only silver lining was that no one was injured.

Still, no matter how hard he tried to think positively, Lee Jeong-geon couldn’t help but frown.

‘...The fact that I’m already worrying about public reaction just proves I’m a damn agency CEO through and through.’

From the perspective of the ticket-holding fans, this situation was frustrating no matter how one looked at it.

They had spent money and taken time out of their day to have fun, only for the whole thing to fall apart. No way public opinion would be good.

‘How much are we going to lose... Haah.’

But while Lee Jeong-geon was caught up in these thoughts...

“Wow, that was like watching a movie.”

The fans’ reaction wasn’t entirely negative.

***

Ten seconds before the lighting fell.

The moment a security guard suddenly rushed the stage, the audience gasped.

Fan invasions happened sometimes at concerts.

But a staff member barging in? That was a first.

“What the hell? Are they insane? Are they trying to ruin the performance?”

“That’s some lunatic behavior.”

And then—

Screeeeech.

A massive lighting rig tilted, about to collapse.

– "Jaerin!"

The moment an unmistakable voice rang out over the speakers—

“Huh?”

The audience froze in shock.

And when the rig actually came crashing down a few seconds later, people screamed.

“What— what just happened? Did the light actually fall?!”

“Did the security guard save her? Did he? What’s going on?!”

As chaos spread through the crowd—

– "I was planning to surprise you, but... this wasn’t the kind of surprise I had in mind."

– "D-Donghu? Is that really you?! Are you okay?!"

– "I’m totally fine. But damn, you always recognize me no matter how I disguise myself."

– "What kind of wife wouldn’t recognize her own husband?"

The moment Ryu Jaerin and Kim Donghu’s voices played over the speakers, the entire venue fell into stunned silence.

“...Wait, so you’re telling me that Kim Donghu saved Ryu Jaerin just now?”

“He’s been doing We Got Married with her, so he disguised himself as security to secretly attend her concert...?”

“Then when he saw the light about to fall, he just bolted onto the stage and saved her?”

Nobody even considered the possibility that it was staged.

No company, no matter how corrupt, would risk an idol’s life for publicity.

Especially not with police and ambulances already arriving. Who would fake something like this?

The only thing left to do was be amazed.

“Kim Donghu is seriously like... a goddamn prince.”

“Dude, the way he threw himself to save her right before impact? The way he delivered a line straight out of a movie? Unreal.”

“He’s got a packed schedule with filming and boxing... and he still just leaps into danger like it’s nothing.”

“Veritas needs to be thanking the We Got Married PDs every damn day. If not for them, this meeting wouldn’t have even happened.”

“Screw that. We should be thanking Kim Donghu. My testosterone levels just shot through the roof.”

70% of the audience at this solo concert were male fans.

And they fully grasped just how insane Kim Donghu’s actions were.

“Dude, from that distance, he dashed onto the stage and grabbed her mid-air... What kind of physical ability is that?”

“There’s no way anyone else could’ve saved her in time.”

“But how the hell did he even see the falling light? Most people would be focused on the idol.”

“They had a fake marriage, but here he is working a real job to protect his wife. Absolute legend.”

And then, the remaining 30%—the female fans—sat quietly and mentally wrote an entire novel on the spot.

In the end, the concert itself was a disaster.

But the sequence of events leading up to it?

Since no one was actually hurt, the fans had something positive to focus on.

And then—

“We understand just how absurd this incident was. We deeply apologize for disrupting your valuable experience. We will issue an official notice regarding compensation and follow-up measures.”

Right as the anger started to build, CEO Lee Jeong-geon personally stepped up, swiftly handling damage control.

His sincerity was apparent.

And that alone was enough to deter any major backlash.

But of course, someone still had to be blamed.

The public knew exactly who the real culprits were.

『A Tragedy Nearly Strikes at BloomBell’s First Solo Concert—What Went Wrong?』

『National Champion Kim Donghu Injured?! The Culprit: A Lighting Rig』

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『This Could Have Been Prevented—Reports Confirm That Artists Had Complained About Lighting Issues Multiple Times』

⬥ Why is this making me so mad? Why is this making me so mad?!

⬥ BloomBell is lucky no one got hurt, but... what if Kim Donghu had been injured? The Asian Games are next year. What the hell?

⬥ Shoulder injuries in boxing are career-ending, you morons.

⬥ So it could’ve been prevented, but they just... didn’t?!

And just like that—

BloomBell’s first solo concert escaped public wrath.

***

The emergency room, where I arrived with Jaerin.

“Donghu! Donghuuuu! What were you thinking?! What were you planning to do?!”

Seokho-hyung was already there, having arrived before us.

How did he even beat the ambulance here? That was a mystery for another time.

“Hyung, I’m fine. I’m not hurt at all.”

“You! If you had gotten hurt—huhuhuhuuu! How am I supposed to go on?! How am I supposed to live?!”

“Hyung, seriously, I’m okay. I already got checked, and they said everything’s perfectly fine.”

I focused on calming Seokho-hyung down.

A grown man bawling in the ER...

I appreciated the concern, really, but considering I wasn’t injured in the slightest—

“Hyung, at least stop crying....”

It was touching, but also a little overwhelming.

“I’ve never seen Seokho-hyung cry while driving before.”

“Same. I never knew he was such a crybaby.”

Nearby, Jinwoo-hyung and Mijoo-noona, who had been awkwardly standing around while Seokho-hyung sobbed, chimed in.

“What about your wife?”

“Oh, Jaerin? Her agency took her up for a full checkup. I turned mine down since I’m fine.”

“No, Donghu, you need to get checked, too. If you don’t, Seokho-oppa— I mean, Director Choi—is going to start sobbing again.”

Well, that settled it.

We could not let a grown man cry in a hospital twice in one night.

At least everything had turned out alright.

No one was hurt. That was the most important thing.

Just then—

Donghu! Kim Donghu!

Are you okay? Really?!

< Yeah, I’m fine.

Sujin had sent a frantic message.

She must have just heard.

I snapped a quick selfie and sent it over to reassure her.

Then I checked the rest of my messages.

Yerim.

Chisako.

Evelyn.

Every single one of them had sent worried texts.

I forwarded them the same selfie.

Even my fellow actors and broadcasting contacts were flooding my inbox.

There were so many texts that my phone nearly died from all the notifications.

Man, what a blessed life.

Having this many people worry about me...

Well, in any case, everything was settled now.

That just leaves the wedding.

Which is in... two weeks.

Would I be in top shape by then?

***

For the second time.

Donghu saved me.

Thump, thump.

As Ryu Jaerin underwent a full medical examination—just in case—

She couldn’t stop thinking about Kim Donghu.

How did he always appear at the exact moment she needed him?

It felt like fate, like they were connected by the red string of destiny.

Like they had been meant to be together since birth.

Isn’t our We Got Married wedding at the end of this month?

When that day came—

She would show him.

How deep their connection was.

What kind of fate they were born with.

She needed to let Donghu know.