Annoyed by the constant conflicts, Kijeong scolded Manager Seo, and he began a company-wide reshuffling, believing that she should be cut off altogether. As a result, all the work was now piled up on Gitae. His older brother had been busy attending to executives.
“Chairman, have you come?”
“Yes. I stopped by to check the exhibition schedule briefly.”
Tiredness was clearly evident in Gita…
These days, Director Park, who had taken care of all the gallery tasks that he needed to oversee, was handling everything.
“It’s okay. Director Park, you’ve done a lot of hard work.”
As Gitae expressed his gratitude, Director Park waved it off, saying it was nothing. When Gitae, who had just arrived, entered the elevator, Director Park suddenly exclaimed, “Oh!” and spoke without any other words.
“Gaeul is waiting for you in the office.”
“…Yoon Gaeul?”
What’s going on? An expression of confusion appeared on Gitae’s face as he asked. But soon, a slight smile formed at the corner of his mouth.
Taking the elevator upstairs and entering the office, which was empty as everyone had already left, Gitae turned on the dim office light and said, “Why didn’t you even turn on the lights?”
“…”
Why such a look?
As Gaeul, who was looking up at him with a gaze he had never seen before, asked a question with a hint of suspicion, Gitae also stared at her without saying a word. He suddenly became curious about the reason for her visit today.
Gaeul, who stood up abruptly, asked a probing question as if she was determined.
“Father’s painting. Did the chairman give it to you?”
Quietly given, how did she know? Did she wait to ask me about that?
Gitae shrugged his shoulders and soon nodded. Then, a lot of words followed.
“Why? Director Park mentioned that it was quite expensive…”
Gaeul couldn’t understand. He had never taken care of her for nine years. He had taken good care of her recently, even nursing her when she was sick not long ago…
A messy painting that was precious only to her. Why would he give so much money for it?
In front of the person in question, Gaeul’s thoughts became complicated.
Even if it seemed like an ordinary painting to others, it was not like that for her.
Gaeul looked at Gitae’s face again.
Or, is it that the value of that money is nothing to him? Am I attaching too much meaning to it?
With a smile, Gitae, who crossed the office, maintained the smile lines on his face and opened his mouth.
“Yeah, why did I do that? I was even queuing up at the gallery to buy it.”
Rather than saying that he didn’t know, he seemed quite pleased. He still had a lingering smile.
In front of him, Gaeul openly frowned. With an answer that didn’t resolve her curiosity, her heart became even more tangled for no reason.
Holding some documents, he approached Gaeul, who was near the sofa.
Tap, tap. As if it had become a habit, he naturally touched the tips of her hair and, looking down gently, he directly smoothed Gaeul’s furrowed brow with his hand.
“That’s Yoon Gaeul’s father’s painting.”
“…So?”
Looking at him, who kept giving unsatisfactory answers, Gaeul frowned again.
So, I want to know why the chairman gave it to me…
Gaeul raised her head.
“I can’t afford to give it to you. How can I take a painting that was bought so expensively…”
“It’s not a painting given in exchange for money.”
“Then…?”
“It’s just a gift. Take it if you want.”
Gaeul looked at him blankly.
With a refined smile, he lightly touched the tip of her nose and stepped back.
“Cheer up a bit.”
In the midst of it, Gitae, who scanned Gaeul up and down, suddenly wrinkled his face.
“Did you lose weight?”
“Oh, yes. I just haven’t been feeling well… Chairman, on the other hand, looks really tired.”
“It’s because it’s something I do every day.”
“…”
“Even if I tell you to rest, you don’t listen. I saw everything in the studio.”
There was concern mixed in his jab. The slightly smiling lines at the corner of his mouth, which were absentmindedly looking down, and his eyes, which were usually nothing special, felt strangely warm.
Knock, Gaeul was staring intently at him when Director Park entered with the sound of knocking. Director Park, who was about to speak to Gitae, glanced briefly at Gaeul, then widened his eyes. Then, he glanced alternately at Gitae and Gaeul.
Gaeul’s expression in Director Park’s sight was initially dark, but gradually, a glimmer of moisture appeared in her eyes.
“Oh, did the chairman make you cry?”
Looking down at Gaeul, who couldn’t find a way to handle the teardrops in her eyes, Gitae, in response to Director Park’s question, let out a chuckle.
“No.”
“Then… Gaeul?”
As if asking why, Gitae’s gaze reached Gaeul, and she answered, wiping away tears with her sleeve.
“It’s because of the chairman…”
“When did I.”
In a gaze that looked down coldly, Gaeul, who had tears in her eyes, smiled slightly. Honestly, she was thankful for bringing the painting and moved by his concern. Was he still concerned about her, remembering when Mr. Daejun was sick…?
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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