After a pause, Cha Hyun continued.
It’s not about getting married. Just play the puppet role quietly while gaining what you want.
Gaining what I want?
Do-ha scoffed, curling his lips coldly.
“And if I say I want Hanju Group, what then?”
It seemed Cha Hyun was expecting such a response.
The other end of the phone grew noticeably agitated.
What’s the problem? Just take it. Those with power get everything. Once you have power, even marriage is at your discretion. Why would anyone from ST care about you?
Power, women, money.
The world’s logic, as Cha Hyun said, dictates that those with power get everything.
You must stand at the pinnacle of Hanju to get what you want. Only those at the pyramid’s peak can have certain things in Hanju.
As if knowing what Do-ha sought, Cha Hyun continued in a calmer tone.
So, undergo the training. I purposely chose a pretty girl. She’s not just pretty, she’s smart too. She’ll be useful in many ways.
Smart and useful in various ways.
Do-ha’s gaze, now icy, slowly swept over the woman watching him intently.
Gradually, he began walking towards her.
Do-ha’s gaze, frozen and intense, slowly scanned over the woman looking back at him, Seo Ye-eun.
Before long, he found himself walking towards her.
Without another word, he hung up the phone and tucked it into his suit, approaching the woman.
Her pale face, with a delicate blush like the flesh of a peach, caught his attention.
“Seo Ye-eun.”
As he uttered the name he remembered, her dark brown eyes widened.
“Yes, Director.”
“Would you like to have lunch together?”
It was a somewhat impromptu invitation.
The place where Do-ha took them for lunch was a small udon shop in Euljiro.
The space, bearing the marks of time, had only five tables.
It was a place one would never imagine a chaebol family member would visit.
Do-ha, seemingly familiar with the place, took a seat first and ordered three servings of udon without asking.
Manager Kim Jung-ju, who arrived slightly late due to parking the car, took a seat first, followed by Ye-eun.
Seated, Ye-eun placed her portfolio on her lap and quietly observed her surroundings.
She seemed unsure where to rest her gaze.
Sitting directly opposite Do-ha, his presence was unavoidable no matter where she looked.
Their second encounter felt strange.
Yesterday at HJ Gallery, Do-ha appeared like a brilliant, beautiful work of art.
His rough arrogance overflowed, but perhaps due to his innate elegance, it seemed fitting for him to behave that way.
Do-ha, effortlessly navigating between unrestrained freedom and dignified formality, captivated everyone.
Ye-eun too found it hard to look away from him.
But today, he seemed entirely different.
Maybe it was the suit he was wearing.
He seemed rigid, confined within a formal structure.
Awkward? Not exactly.
This image too seemed to fit Do-ha perfectly.
Especially his cold and sharp gaze matched his current demeanor, creating a different tension than the day before.
Yet, there wasn’t a complete disconnect from yesterday.
The same languid allure radiated from him.
The mass, the concentration, was all still there.
It felt almost too overwhelming to breathe in front of him.
This discomfort was somewhat unsettling.
‘Yes, it’s uncomfortable.’
Having managed to pull her gaze away from him, Ye-eun quietly slurped a mouthful of udon.
That’s when Do-ha suddenly spoke.
“Is it not to your liking?”
Startled, Ye-eun looked up.
Since inviting her to lunch, Do-ha had been silent.
Throughout the car ride to the restaurant.
Even after the udon was served.
He seemed indifferent to her presence, making her wonder if he had forgotten she was there.
But now, out of the blue, he struck up a conversation.
It was slightly disconcerting.
A brief silence ensued.
Was she too flustered?
She couldn’t recall what he had just asked.
“……I’m sorry. What did you say?”
“Do you not like it?”
Embarrassment rushed to her ears.
To miss such a simple question.
It was unprofessional.
“No, it’s delicious.”
Ye-eun quickly responded and continued eating.
In truth, she hadn’t had the leisure to assess the taste of the udon.
From the moment Do-ha proposed lunch, she had been out of her wits.
Tightly wound up with tension, Ye-eun ate her udon with a straight posture.
When about half the bowl was empty, that’s when the moment arrived.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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