Since then, they had been tearing each other apart by revealing each other’s wrongdoings.
Some criticized Jo Yuri, who grew up under such parents, saying that she couldn’t be normal under such parents. But there was also public sympathy and curiosity for Jo Yuri, who was not reported in the media despite the scandal.
“It’s been a while since I’ve been to the yoga studio. You had many students looking for you.”
“Sorry… for making you suffer alone after agreeing to do it together.”
“Hey, I’m the director. It’s my yoga studio, so I should suffer.”
Sanghwa, who changed into yoga clothes and came out, casually smiled at Jaeeun and glanced towards the entrance of the yoga studio.
“What about Kang Taeseo?”
“He’ll come up. He’s talking to Ted.”
“Ted…? Is Ted still working now?”
“Looks like it. Why?”
“Oh, no. Just, well. What time is it now? Ted doesn’t seem to have regular working hours. If you look closely, Kang Taeseo is a ruthless employer.”
“Huh…?”
Suddenly? Jaeeun looked at Sanghwa with round eyes.
“Of course, I understand that Ted wanted to work like that. Even though people should work when the sun rises and rest when it sets, if Kang Taeseo creates such a work environment…”
Sanghwa, who was speaking forcefully, suddenly pressed her lips together. Glancing at Jaeeun’s expression, she quickly changed the subject.
“How is Kang Taeseo? Is he okay now?”
“Yeah. Strangely, he was sick for only half a day.”
“You nursed him as soon as he got sick.”
“Yeah, something like that.”
“Even a couple gets sick in succession due to love troubles.”
At the light joke, Jaeeun smirked, and Sanghwa’s eyes became moist.
“I worried so much about you.”
“I know.”
“Even though you’re thirty, I thought our strong Jaeeun might be suffering inside. I felt sorry, thinking you might be regretting. Jaeeun, absolutely not. You did well. Those who deserve punishment will get it.”
“Yeah…”
“Hey, look at them living so upright. No matter how much they shake, would they have come to this point? After death, the bad guys go to hell, and the good ones go to heaven, but what’s the use of that? I can’t see it. Oh, I feel so refreshed, as if I’ve swallowed cider like it’s water.”
As Jaeeun nodded slightly and smiled, Sanghwa’s eyes softened even more.
“But still, because Kang Taeseo is there, it’s okay. I think that way and relieve my anxiety, but jealousy creeps in.”
“Jealousy?”
“I should be the one hugging our Jaeeun. You suddenly feel like something’s been taken away, right? You, who fits right into my arms, Kang Taeseo will be so excited. He won’t let you go. Biting, sucking, licking, it won’t be a joke. Right?”
“Well…”
“Yeah, even Kang Taeseo’s gaze at you is like that. He looks like a tiger itching to catch you right away, but honey drips from his eyes. He’s a honey tiger, really.”
“The honey tiger appears when you mention it.”
“Oh my!”
Surprised by Taeseo’s low voice from behind, Sanghwa turned around with a shout. Jaeeun greeted Taeseo with a smile.
“Is the call over?”
“Yeah. I won’t bother you today.”
“Change your clothes and come out. During the yoga class, you have to turn off your phone.”
Obediently nodding, Taeseo, holding a bag with clothes, headed to the changing room.
“Is Taeseo going to do it too?”
“He wants to learn.”
“Hmm… Couple yoga in a closed yoga studio… Will it be a mental cultivation?”
“Why?”
“No, I’m going to leave now. Have a good time together!”
“…Are you here to teach yoga to Taeseo?”
“That’s right. Have a happy class with your disciple.”
In front of Sanghwa, who waved her hand as if she knew everything, Jaeeun bit her lip. Well, so what?
Jaeeun shrugged her shoulders and bid farewell to Sanghwa, locking the entrance. The tension she felt now, different from when she was alone at home, felt awkward. Taeseo, who would soon change and come out, was waiting.
“Thank you for meeting with me.”
Yuri gathered her cold fingertips nervously. After days of lingering in front of Kangsun Electronics headquarters, she had mustered the courage to confront Chairman Kang Sinjae. It was a bold move for someone who had never experienced disappointment.
However, she had no retreat, so such actions were possible for her.
Recalling the past when she was chased away after going to meet Director Im Hongjin at the art center, Yuri’s gaze, full of determination, turned toward the secretary entering the chairman’s office. On the table was a cup of tea as rich as coffee.
“Come in. Do you dislike black tea?”
“No, I like it.”
Yuri held the teacup, glancing at Sinjae cautiously. It was her first time seeing Chairman Kang Sinjae in person, and her nervousness was overwhelming.
In fact, if one were to compare intimidation, Chairman Kang Sinjae was more fearsome than Director Im Hongjin. While her father, known in the business world for his lack of humanity, tried to appeal to the public through media and interviews or occasionally volunteer, Chairman Kang Sinjae engaged in no activities unrelated to corporate management. In the photos captured by the media, he always looked expressionless, with a chilling aura underneath.
When Yuri expressed her intention to meet Chairman Kang Sinjae, she expected to be rejected at the company entrance.
Meeting with a staff member who insisted they couldn’t meet, she yelled, “Do you even know who I am?” In the car, she spotted Chairman Kang Sinjae entering the company. Meeting him was almost miraculous.
“Who are you?”
“I-I’m Jo Yuri. From Hyeonyang Construction….”
“Ah.”
As Yuri stammered, waiting for him to say something more, Chairman Kang Sinjae looked at her with a smile, as if amused by her hesitancy.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
