Ye Rim's voice echoed through the hall in a warm and sensual way, in the first few verses of the song, and the curtains opened, and her eyes involuntarily turned to Mr. Go's private table by the right of the stage. Dr. Kim really was there, and Ye Rim felt a different sort of fluttering in the pit of the stomach. I have to prove to hi'Likem that I'm a pro, ha.'
She looked away and ignored the inopportune visitor, then rendered herself with fervor to the the first song of the night. Ye Rim just decided that she would be kind and overcome the public vexation from the previous day, thank the flowers and accept the insincere excuses, and simply move on. That was the plan, of course.