At first, I thought he would at least be protective as it was his own flesh and blood. If that had been the case, I really would have turned everything upside down, but my husband was even colder to that child than I was.
That child, Yoon Se Na’s daughter. Seung Hee disliked Yoon Jae In. She didn’t like the fact that the child was born to another woman, but more than anything, she disliked how she charmed people with her beautiful appearance and exceptional dancing skills.
“Tae Seo, you said you had something to say, but it’s pointless.”
Seung Hee put down her teacup as she watched her husband rise with a click of his tongue.
“Sit down. We need to finish talking before Yu Ri comes.”
Seung Hee majored in Korean dance. She had to give up dancing, which she loved and was passionate about, as soon as she started dating due to a sudden pregnancy.
Pregnancy and childbirth ruined her body. Realizing she could no longer dance, Seung Hee decided to become a professor, but even that dream had to be folded due to her husband’s opposition.
So, she wished her daughter would become a dancer instead of her. But her daughter, Yu Ri, had no talent for dancing. It was she who forced her daughter, who was not particularly interested in studying, to play the gayageum.
Seung Hee felt as if Jae In, who swept the Korean Dance Concours and won every award, had stolen her place and even her daughter’s place. When the professor she admired praised Jae In, she wanted to break Jae In’s ankle and snap her fingers.
“Speak.”
“Is Yoon Se Na… still alive?”
“……I don’t know.”
“You said you’d handle it, and I believed you, but I still have to check sometimes…”
“She’s dead.”
Seung Hee’s hand, holding the teacup, paused.
“She died recently. So, there’s nothing to worry about.”
“……Did you check?”
Dae Hoon nodded silently. It was last autumn when Jae In, who promised to live quietly with her mother, first called.
“……My mom passed away today.”
At that moment, Dae Hoon closed his eyes briefly. Yoon Se Na was a beautiful woman. She wasn’t easy to win over, and that’s why he discarded her more ruthlessly. He wanted to leave a mark on that highnosed woman in such a way.
When she announced her pregnancy, it was natural for him to suggest she get rid of the baby. He had no idea she would meet Chairman Jo Seong Hwan, Dae Hoon’s father, receive his help, and go to America to hide.
He went to see her when he learned that she had given birth and was raising the child alone in America. However, Yoon Se Na was as haughty as before.
“I don’t need to reach out to you. I have no reason to see you. This child is mine. I’ll raise this child without knowing you all her life, so don’t worry. Just take care of your own family. I wish I never see you.”
Had he begged then, she might have shown some consideration. However, a woman who had borne and was raising his child looked at Dae Hoon as if he were a stranger.
So he didn’t visit her after that. Much time had passed, and he was surprised when fifteenyearold Jae In called him.
“My mom doesn’t know that I know who my real father is. I’ll continue to live pretending that I don’t know. The only thing I want is for you to ensure my mom gets treatment.”
It was an impulse that brought the young girl with a haughty voice resembling her mother’s to Korea. He had planned to keep her by his side under the guise of a sponsor and to watch over her, but he wanted to see the child, who looked just like Yoon Se Na, in person.
The child was beautiful and intelligent. However, it was difficult to find a trace of me, her biological father, in the child.
From her large, glamorous features to the atmosphere she exuded and the way she spoke. He didn’t like that the child only resembled Yoon Se Na. It seemed as though Yoon Se Na had intentionally erased any trace of him.
The child became an orphan in Korea on the condition that she would cover her mother’s medical expenses.
In the seven years that the child lived in the same house, they never once made eye contact. The child never sought them out, nor did the child ever smile. This was also frustrating.
Jae In returned to the U.S. during her rehabilitation treatment after a major accident. The reason was that her mother’s treatment had finished, and she had been declared fully healed, so she decided to go back to where her mother was.
They didn’t meet after that. They didn’t pay attention to her as she didn’t reach out first. Only when signs of curiosity about the actress Yoon Se Na, who had suddenly disappeared from the media, were seen, did they instruct their secretary to quell the media’s curiosity.
“So what do you want me to do?”
— I’m not telling you to do anything.
“If you need living expenses.”
— I didn’t contact you for money.
“If you want, you can come back home.”
—No. I just thought I should let you know that mom has passed away. But I guess I was wrong. I won’t contact you again.
Dae Hoon, who was blankly staring at the hungup phone, sent his secretary to Chicago. However, the secretary returned with a notsogood face. Alone.
“So, how is the child doing?”
“She’ll survive on her own.”
“I’ll find out. It seems Tae Seo told Yuri about the child.”
“How would Tae Seo know about that child!”
He didn’t know that his late father had promised the grandchild’s marriage with the founding chairman of Gangseon Group. His father didn’t know about the relationship with Seung Hee until his death.
And a little before he passed away, he met Yoon Se Na before she fled to the U.S. because she was pregnant. When he promised the children’s marriage at that time, it must have been Jae In he was talking about, not Yuri.
Only Dae Hoon and his wife Seung Hee knew this fact. Yuri, who was the betrothed, didn’t know about it.
Hyun Yang Construction was becoming increasingly difficult. Therefore, Dae Hoon desperately needed Gangseon Group. Struggling to win the bid for the reconstruction of Hwa Mi Apartment was the last challenge for Hyun Yang Construction. It was truly a life or death situation.
Therefore, the marriage between Yuri and Tae Seo had to proceed smoothly. There could not be any problems. They couldn’t afford to give the Gangseon side a handle to grasp.
“It seems they’ve heard some outdated rumors. We need to verify if they are behaving appropriately.”
“My daughter is just like her mother. She is not the type to cause a ruckus, so there’s no need to worry.”
Jae In was a child who, like her mother, wanted nothing from him. Therefore, there would be no issues caused by the child. He couldn’t fault his wife for worrying, but Dae Hoon didn’t particularly want to contact the child.
“Yuri, we have to get her married next year. I hate unnecessary noise, so check if that girl and the child she had are living quietly! If you won’t do it, I will.”
“Don’t intervene. Look after Yuri. Don’t let her wander around, make her learn something. Have her go to Gangseon Art Center often and at least put a stamp of attendance.”
“Dear.”
“Listen and go out. Don’t do anything foolish. If Gangseon catches on due to your clumsy intervention, it will be a big problem.”
“……Okay.”
Seung Hee left the study, biting her lips. Dae Hoon, who had been lost in thought for a moment, picked up his phone.
“Find out what’s going on with that child in the U.S.”
Dae Hoon, who had given instructions to his secretary, closed his eyes.
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Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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