“Of course.”
“It seems like your face is smiling?”
“No, I’m not laughing.”
“The line of your right lip is drawing a curve and rising up.”
“No, it’s not.”
The team leader, who had knelt on the floor, jabbed his thigh with a cane, wearing a pained expression.
“My heart hurts terribly, but I am preparing with the mindset of a parent who disciplines their child onto the right path. Brace yourself.”
Gyo Hwan, who seemed confused, stood in his place.
The shadow with the cane on the wall rose up, as if to engulf him.
“Hey, Team Leader Nam. Have you been practicing golf?”
So you’re going to take a full swing just because I told you to hit hard?
“No, did the CEO really hit like this?”
Team Leader Nam showed his hand holding the cane at a 180degree angle.
“When did I? I used the snap of my wrist and hit like this.”
Gyo Hwan snatched the cane and demonstrated it himself.
“Hey, snap snap, it sounded like a bang when I heard it from outside?”
It’s not some sort of a percussion instrument.
“Ha, me?”
Gyo Hwan’s mouth gaped wide open.
“Should I install a CCTV?”
Gyo Hwan, who liked to confirm everything according to his own will, put some strength in the corners of his eyes.
“Let’s see!”
Whoosh!
Get up. Didn’t I say the number of hits will increase if you act spoilt?
“……Is this really me?”
Not a monster? The man who emphasized not to lose sanity despite the murderous workload and stress was pouring out his anger on a young opponent who was not even half his age.
What’s more unbelievable is,
“Why is Seung Yul taking all that?”
Shouldn’t he snatch the cane or run away? The door isn’t locked, and if he yells, anyone would come running.
“I’m curious about that too.”
Just because he was told he was wrong and to apologize, he’s not a dragon or anything.
“But what I’m more curious about is,”
“……?”
Team Leader Nam faced Gyo Hwan with sharp eyes, as if deflecting a barrage of criticism.
“Why on earth does the CEO treat Seung Yul like that?”
He had been with him since he was socalled inaugurated, but like other legal officers, he didn’t make a fuss even when he became a judge after his military service, and he was a humble person who didn’t even dare to touch a subordinate, let alone speak casually.
“But why? Why does he do that to Seung Yul?”
Team Leader Nam could not understand at all.
“How happy was the late mother when she was pregnant with Seung Yul? I had known the CEO for only three years at that time, and for the first time, I found out that he had dimples.”
A gentleman who brightly smiled to the point that the dimples, which we didn’t even know existed, appeared when he heard the news of becoming a father.
“Why on earth? Why does he do that to Seung Yul?”
The gentleman who didn’t let the mother go out alone when she was pregnant, fearing something might go wrong, and who astonished me by calling at 3 in the morning saying that the baby wanted to eat watermelon, asking where he should go to buy it.
“Why on earth? Why does he do that to Seung Yul?”
It’s a gift left by the mother, whom he loved more than his own life.
“He loves Seung Yul more than anyone else. So even when he’s busy without a moment’s rest from 6 in the morning to 11 at night, he interviews teachers himself and picks them, always saying our Yul, our Yul to others. Why does he always.”
Narrowing his brow as if pinching it with his fingers.
“Choi Seung Yul, Choi Seung Yul. Why does he do that?”
Unable to say anything in response to the frank words stemming from his long loyalty, Gyo Hwan said.
“That’s right. Why on earth am I doing that?”
He was only nine years old, barely eight years into this world.
Gyo Hwan tiptoed across the floor, muffling his footsteps, and opened the firmly closed door of his son’s room.
The window through which dim moonlight streamed in.
His son, whom he had expected to be asleep in bed because of his sickness, was nowhere to be seen.
“Seung Yul.”
Where could this sick boy have gone?
“Seung Yul?”
Could he be in his mom’s room again?
As Gyo Hwan was about to turn his back to leave in search of the child, he stopped in his tracks.
From within the green Indian tent, the boy’s eyes shone like cat’s eyes in the darkness.
“Choi Seung Yul, what are you doing in there?”
The child, who was sitting on his knees with his face buried inside the tent, stared intently at Gyo Hwan through the open slit, but gave no answer.
“What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”
He bent his tall frame to peek into the tent.
“What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare? Tell me.”
Gyo Hwan’s eyes, which had been gently brushing the boy’s face from the forehead down, stopped on his damp pajama pants.
“Seung Yul, did you wet yourself?”
“……!”
Seung Yul’s eyes, watching Gyo Hwan, hardened while his mouth remained tightly closed.
“In that case, you should have come to me. Have you been sitting like this? Why aren’t you saying anything? Were you planning to stay up all night like this?”
Seeing the child’s eyes flutter in fear, thinking he might scold him, Gyo Hwan softened his voice as if to repair the damage.
“Hmm, no, it’s okay. It can happen.”
The child seemed to gauge his sincerity, rolling his large eyes as he looked at Gyo Hwan.
“You probably didn’t realize because you fell into a deep sleep after taking your medicine, right? Isn’t that so?”
Gyo Hwan found it both pitiful and adorable to see the child tiptoeing around him. How flustered must he have been to be hiding in the small tent, unable to speak?
“It’s okay. Daddy also had such moments when I was young.”
Bending his knees, he reached out his large hand towards the child in the tent.
“Come on out.”
Instead of taking his hand, the child asked a question.
“Daddy, have you ever wet the bed while sleeping?”
“Yes, I’ve had moments of wetting the bed.”
“At what age?”
Fortunately, that seemed to give the child a slight sense of relief.
“Um, I think when I was in kindergarten?”
“So, you didn’t do it when you were going to school?”
“That’s about right.”
Seung Yul, who had initially felt a sense of camaraderie, soon felt betrayed.
The father in Seung Yul’s memories had never made a mistake or done anything wrong.
He never slacked off his studies or threw tantrums.
At a young age, he worried about the wellbeing of his mother and grandmother, taking the place of his father and grandfather who had passed away.
Compared to his father, Seung Yul was full of mistakes and there were too many things he couldn’t do.
‘Seung Yul, do you know how well your father studied?’
‘Of course, as my son, you should at least do this much.’
‘When Seung Yul grows up, he can do as well as his father, right?’
Every time people compared him to his father, it felt like he was looking at a tree he couldn’t climb.
“Come out and change your clothes.”
Instead of taking Gyo Hwan’s offered hand, Seung Yul crawled out of the tent himself and got up.
“I’ll go and wash up.”
“So, you didn’t wash up earlier?”
“I didn’t wash up because I was afraid I might wake you.”
He couldn’t bring himself to admit that he didn’t want his father to find out he had wet the bed.
“Well then, I’ll prepare some clothes for you to change into, so come out after washing up.”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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