To see a piece of art that was bought for a mere 30 million won become so famous, one could truly appreciate the discerning eye and taste of Mrs. Sun Wooyeon.
“How’s work at the company?”
Mrs. Sun Wooyeon asked, pursing her lips while driving. It was rare for her to ask personal questions, so Juwon answered sincerely.
“It’s more enjoyable than I expected. The employees are talented, and the system is wellestablished. I think we can look forward to it.”
“Should I buy some stocks before it goes public?”
“With so much wealth, do I need more disadvantages?”
“Oh, you! Who buys stocks to disadvantage their wealth? It’s just for fun.”
Mrs. Sun Wooyeon chuckled. Her smile was so beautiful that it could brighten up the surroundings with just a slight tug of her lips.
Mrs. Sun Wooyeon was a very cynical and meticulous person. She had clear principles and would stubbornly hold on to her position, even for a single item.
Despite approaching her seventies, she was surprisingly beautiful and carried herself with a dignified posture, as if she had never bowed her head to anyone. To those who didn’t know her well, she might seem like a cold person, someone who would give off a freezing vibe.
However, those who truly knew her understood how warmhearted she was. Although she had lived a life without the need to cater to anyone’s whims, fundamentally, Sun Wooyeon was a person with a lot of love.
Loving someone didn’t just mean embracing them with open arms. It didn’t simply involve tenderly stroking their head with a caring touch.
Mrs. Sun Wooyeon taught her two sons right from wrong, taught them how to help those in need, and taught them to accept the changes around them with flexibility. Mrs. Sun Wooyeon raised her two sons in that manner.
“I’ve prepared some clothes in your room. Take them with you when you go later.”
“I can buy my own now.”
“It might be difficult for me to take care of you once you get married, so I’m doing it in advance. Don’t take away my joy.”
“If you say so.”
Sun Wooyeon’s eyes flickered at Juwon’s response.
“Oh, look at this one. Last time, you said there was no need to worry about a daughterinlaw, but today, your words are different. Who’s caught your eye?”
“It would be nice if I had someone.”
“It’s your life, so whether you have someone or not doesn’t matter. But since you’ve found someone, I’m curious about who that person is.”
“It’s not the right time to talk about it yet.”
Juwon smiled wryly and went up to his floor. Since Sun Wooyeon didn’t press any further, Juwon was able to finish the conversation without any worries.
Juwon’s room was neatly arranged like a hotel room. When he first returned to Korea, he even considered moving back to his family’s house. His parents weren’t the type to nag about this and that, the company was not too far away, and the meals were provided three times a day. It seemed comfortable enough.
However, he chose independence because of the view from this floor.
“That tree is still there.”
Looking down from this floor, he could see a tall evergreen tree standing in front of a house across the street. It was a tree that had been bigger than the streetlights even when Juwon was in high school, so it must have stood in the same spot for decades.
Every time Juwon looked at that tree, a woman came to mind.
Won Hyerim.
On rainy days, she would hold a red umbrella, and on windy days, she would wear a black coat and always stand in that spot.
It had been ten years since Juwon had to leave Korea, forced to escape because of her, after bidding farewell to their separation.
Although she had improved a little since those days when even the sight of a red umbrella would make one nauseous, Juwon still suffered from nightmares.
No one blamed him, but Juwon couldn’t forget the words I spat out on the day he last met her, her voice, the atmosphere, not a bit.
“Just after a month of dating, and you’re already this obsessed? You know it’s a mental illness, right?”
Just the thought that those unpleasant and detested emotions hadn’t been refined in the slightest, and that they tormented Hyerim, still pained his heart.
Juwon stared out the window with a dormant gaze. It was back then when he caught a glimpse of the black fabric that reflected in his eyes, in the place where Hyerim had always stood.
“!”
For a moment, Juwon felt as if his heart had stopped beating. They say when someone is too startled, they can’t even scream, and that saying fit perfectly. His breath got caught in his throat and wouldn’t come out. The sight of the black fabric slowly moving against the window was terrifying enough to take his breath away.
Tap, tap.
“First Young Master?”
It was at that moment that someone placed a hand on Juwon’s stiffened shoulder.
“What were you thinking that you didn’t even hear the knock?”
Hooah.
Juwon exhaled heavily, as if he had just escaped from a grip. When he turned around, he saw the housekeeper standing there.
“Oh… Housekeeper.”
“Sir and Second Young Master have arrived. They said the meal is ready and asked you to come down. I knocked, but you didn’t respond no matter how hard I tried.”
“Please let them know I’m coming down.”
Juwon replied vaguely while washing his face quickly.
A moment later, when he tried to calm his restless heart and stood up, Juwon paused. The housekeeper, whom he thought had gone downstairs, was standing there in the same spot.
“Is there something you want to say?”
Juwon asked, showing a slight discomfort. The housekeeper, too, replied with a worried expression on her face.
“No, it’s just that you seemed a bit tired. Is there anything uncomfortable?”
“Well, no.”
“This morning, Madam asked me to bring her clothes and underwear. I arranged them. Have you tried them on? They should fit you well.”
“I’ll figure it out on my own.”
Juwon replied curtly, annoyed by the excessive interference, something his mother wouldn’t even do.
“Then come downstairs.”
Noticing the cue, the housekeeper quickly lowered her head and went downstairs.
Juwon looked at her with a strange gaze. She was a new housekeeper who had arrived shortly after he went to the United States, and today was only their second meeting. But for some reason, she seemed less warm and friendly than usual.
“Somehow, she feels familiar.”
Juwon followed her downstairs with a suspicious feeling.
Thinking she was a strange woman.
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Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
