“It became curious to me. The more I read the article, the more I understood how much my father loved vintage furniture, how sincere he was in this work, but I still couldn’t grasp what was so appealing, why he loved it so much.”
With a newfound expression, Juhan lightly tapped the armrest of the chair he was sitting on.
“Once I came here…”
Because I saw you.
Because you said you knew my father.
Because I learned you shared stories with him that I never heard.
Juhan lifted his head. Under the streaks of light seeping through the large window, making even the dust particles glisten, there was Eunsu.
“It seemed like it wasn’t something that could be settled easily… and there’s still more I want to learn, so I decided to stay here.”
In the quiet space, filled with the unique smell of old wood, Eunsu listened to Juhan as if entranced and quietly nodded her head.
However, the calm and normal conversation ended there.
“Anyway, because of your article, my heart changed, and I became the representative. So, you have some responsibility too.”
“That’s nonsense. Talking to that 70-year-old dresser over there would be better than talking with you.”
“Don’t say that. Can’t you take a little responsibility?”
Juhan put on a pitiful expression.
“Honestly, you’re annoyed too, right? That document.”
“Being annoyed is one thing, but I have no obligation to help you correct it. Well then, new representative, work hard…”
Eunsu stood up from the chair and headed towards the stairs. Juhan quickly stood up and lightly grabbed the hem of Eunsu’s clothing.
“Eunsu.”
Eunsu glared at him with a ‘are you not letting go?’ look. Juhan, undeterred, continued.
“You said everything here is a treasure. I still don’t have the eye for it like you do, is it okay for all this to become junk?”
“It’s not my treasure, so what does it matter to me.”
Eunsu said that, but Juhan didn’t miss the slight tremble in her eyes.
“Why not take a look at the employment contract while you’re here?”
He then flashed a smile, one that once made Eunsu comment, ‘Don’t smile like that. It makes me want to hand over nonexistent property deeds to you.’
“I’m confident there’s nothing in it that would bother you.”
That evening, Solhee couldn’t believe her ears when she received a call from Eunsu.
“Is this Hollywood? Why work with your ex-boyfriend? If you were so cool about breaking up, you wouldn’t even mention it.”
Solhee spoke bluntly.
“Typical of you, always going soft for Kim Juhan. I don’t know how he convinced you, but I would never do it. Especially not being employed by him, that’s insane.”
― Exactly. I must be crazy. He offered to pay double what I used to earn.
“Wait… Really?”
So, she’s crazily sensible?
Solhee’s tone softened considerably.
“We’re not in Hollywood, but it’s still a capitalist society. If the current benefits are significantly better, there’s no need to be held back by the past. Unless there was something like betrayal or violence in the past. But why did you two break up again?”
― It wasn’t betrayal or violence.
“Well, that’s fine then.”
Solhee easily accepted, and Eunsu’s voice brightened.
― I decided to help because he said he needed my expertise. He was so persistent, I had no choice, really no choice. If I left it alone, he’d probably ruin that precious place. Anyway, it’s an emergency situation now, so I’ll offer humanitarian aid, and I’ll look for another job within three months.
“Yeah, right,” Solhee muttered, ending the call.
“Who knows, maybe three months will turn into three years, then thirty years.”
Late afternoon sunlight draped the showroom. Shadows stretched out behind the neatly arranged furniture.
Among the abstract shadows on the gray floor, two shadows moved lightly – they belonged to Eunsu and Manager Oh Seonkyung, who were surveying the showroom.
“Shall we rearrange this section next week then?”
“Yes, that sounds good. We can check the inventory while rearranging on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.”
“That will work. And…”
Eunsu and Seonkyung discussed a few more things.
Manager Oh Seonkyung had been working at even before Juhan became the representative. Being two years older than both Juhan and Eunsu, she was the most senior in terms of age.
While Eunsu was responsible for managing the showroom, planning, and marketing, Seonkyung managed the financial and documentary aspects of the business.
“I’ll go up to the office first, then.”
“Okay.”
Seonkyung headed up to the second floor first, and Eunsu continued to look around the showroom.
The first floor and part of the second floor of were used as showrooms, while the rest of the second floor was used as an office by Eunsu, Seonkyung, and another employee, Jaelim.
The basement served as a storage and workshop. It was where Juhan and another employee, Somin, mainly worked.
Somehow, Eunsu had ended up at , and before she knew it, a year had passed, and she became a manager, then two years had gone by.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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