“You mentioned you had an appointment. Did you come out for a date with your father?”
Sung Joon’s mother approached Gyo Hwan, who was emitting a strong scent of perfume, as he turned around with Hyo Jin.
“Hello, I’m Sung Joon’s mother. We met at the school’s executive committee when he transferred, didn’t we? I’ve heard a lot about Seung Yul from our Sung Joon.”
“Is that so?”
Gyo Hwan looked at her askew as she reached out for a handshake, his hand in one pocket, seemingly not recalling anything.
“Our Yul never said anything to me.”
“…!”
“He said it would upset me to hear about a kid without a mom at school.”
“Ha! Your father is quite something.”
Sung Joon’s mother awkwardly laughed, brushing her hair with an embarrassed hand.
“By the way, I heard you let go of your tutor not too long ago? Coincidentally, our Sung Joon is also looking for a new tutor. How was that teacher? If they’re good, I’m thinking of scouting them.”
Seeing Gyo Hwan’s brows slowly crease at her words, Hyo Jin tensed her eyes as if to say ‘What does it matter to you?’
“That teacher, they can’t quit.”
“Excuse me…?”
“I’m going to make sure they can’t quit.”
Gyo Hwan shielded Hyo Jin as if blocking Sung Joon’s mother’s gaze with his broad back.
“From what I’ve heard at school, ever since that teacher took charge of our Yul, both his attitude in class and his relationships with friends have improved. We plan to continue with them. Although we have 11 professional teachers for our Yul, the only one who understands Yul is that teacher.”
What nonsense! The same man who criticized the inept teacher who was swayed by the kid!
Move, why won’t you move? Who are you to block my way!
His broad shoulders shielded so effectively that Sung Joon’s mother couldn’t see the infuriated Hyo Jin.
“Ah, but it seems they’ve already quit, haven’t they? We had agreed to meet here today. Haven’t they arrived yet?”
Sung Joon’s mother pulled out her phone and scrolled through her contacts with her smoothly manicured fingers.
“I’ll be right back, I need to go to the restroom.”
Hyo Jin’s phone vibrated in her handbag as she hastily turned away.
“I’m sorry. Due to personal circumstances, I won’t be able to accompany your child.”
As soon as she entered the restroom, Hyo Jin locked the door and sent the text message.
In case the woman might call after reading her message, she shut off her phone entirely for safety and then left the restroom.
“Seung Yul’s mom, where are you going? Seung Yul’s dad is over there.”
“Oh, is he?”
Due to the annoying Sung Joon’s mother who was sticking to her like gum on a shoe, Hyo Jin begrudgingly walked out to Gyo Hwan’s car parked in front of the hotel.
The team leader who got out of the car seemed to be waiting for her as he opened the rear door.
Gyo Hwan, who she thought would naturally be sitting in the front seat, was absorbed in his tablet, preparing for a meeting that would take place in the morning.
“I’ll sit in the front.”
She found it distasteful to even share the same air in one space.
“Sit next to me. We have eyes to see, let’s talk on the way.”
All because of that Sung Joon’s mother.
Hyo Jin, who had sat next to him, spoke to the team leader who got in the driver’s seat.
“Please drop me off at a nearby subway station.”
Gyo Hwan spoke absentmindedly, still focused on his tablet.
“Let’s go to the forest garden. Yul is anxiously waiting.”
“Is this human trafficking?”
Was his plan to abduct her when he asked her to get in the car?
“Please come back. I admit that I was harsh last time. How about a ten percent salary increase?”
“Do I look interested?”
When did she become the one to chase away?
“Father said so. He never liked you from the beginning.”
“That’s right.”
He was too upright to even make a white lie.
“And he said I shouldn’t think of seeing my son’s face again, right? And without a proper goodbye. Just in case I might visit the school, he was keeping watch at the school gate, wasn’t he?”
Finally, Gyo Hwan put down the tablet he was looking at and raised his gaze.
“So you were upset?”
Was it just upset?
“I’m frustrated and resentful that I, as a father, didn’t think about my child’s feelings at all.”
Oh well, it’s a waste of breath.
“No matter how you put it, how can you apply to a home tutor of a rival company? Especially knowing that they’re in the same class as Yul.”
“What? What are you talking about?”
What? Was there such a blatant turncoat? I thought he was reflecting belatedly.
Did he think she applied to the rival company on purpose?
“If not, please return to the forest garden. Yul is waiting.”
Since when was he a father who thought so much about his child?
“Why are you suddenly saying this? You said you’d take care of it until you find a new home tutor, are you already tired and pushing it to me?”
“It’s not for me, but for our Yul. Teacher Bong, you also liked our Yul, didn’t you?”
“But what did Father say? He said that incompetent ones, who don’t have any abilities, are swayed by emotions.”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
