“Does our Yul study that much?”
After the award ceremony, Gyo Hwan who was leaving the auditorium stopped in his tracks.
“……?”
Hyo Jin, who he assumed would be next to him, was quite a distance away.
“What are you doing over there?”
“You said ‘no approach within 1 meter.'”
Ha, a cool breeze passed by, cooling Gyo Hwan’s face which had been heated by the hot atmosphere of the award ceremony.
“That was for when I was drinking. I’m sober now, so please come closer.”
Ah, geez. Why are you being so inconsistent? It’s confusing.
“Please send me Yul’s schedule on a weekly basis. How he spends his time from morning till evening.”
He knew what subjects Yul studied every day, but he had never deeply thought about what was going on in Yul’s mind while doing it.
Squinting in the dazzling sunlight, Gyo Hwan watched his son, who had just finished the award ceremony and was taking a commemorative photo with the children who won the contest.
He himself had received a rigorous education from a young age to enter a prestigious school, but he had never thought that he would need a break to talk and share love with his grandmother, like his son.
“Parents! Come here to take a commemorative photo with the kids!”
At the photographer’s voice, Gyo Hwan approached the children, and Hyo Jin waited in her place for the shooting to finish.
“Aren’t you going to take a picture, ma’am?”
“Me?”
The children standing with their parents were intently watching Hyo Jin, who was standing in front of the auditorium with the photographer.
“Me?”
Hyo Jin looked at Gyo Hwan, who was standing with Seung Yul, with an expressionless face.
“Why?”
Gyo Hwan, like a pitcher sending a sign to the player on the mound, narrowed his eyes and nodded his proudly raised chin.
‘Mr. Bong, please come quickly.’
Hyo Jin shrugged her shoulders and shook her head.
‘Why? Why me?’
You said ‘no approach within 1 meter.’
‘People are asking you to come. To come closer.’
His gaze, staring at Hyo Jin, sharpened like an eagle eyeing its prey.
The sound of shoes step by step approached from behind Hyo Jin, who pretended not to notice, and before she knew it, his large hand had gripped her wrist as if wrapping around it.
“No, why?”
“Young children, applause!”
Gyo Hwan, who had naturally recruited a clapping team, grabbed her wrist firmly.
“Let’s go. The children are waiting.”
“Why do I have to go?”
Contrary to his leisurely tone, his grip was too strong to easily shake off.
“Ma’am! Please get a little closer to your husband. A little more, closer. Just a little more.”
His hand, which was clasped like handcuffs, continually pulled Hyo Jin closer according to the photographer’s instructions.
“Yes, it looks good. Smile.”
Smile!
Click.
“It’s good to see that the father is also here. For other children, their dads went to work so only the mothers came.”
“I’m actually busy too, but if my coworkers hadn’t been considerate, I couldn’t have come.”
Gyo Hwan, who had finished the commemorative shooting, stroked the round back of his son’s head with a proud look as he conducted an interview with the foundation official.
“Who taught him to write?”
“Oh. That?”
Upon seeing Gyo Hwan’s gaze naturally turn towards Hyo Jin, the official nodded.
“Ah, mother’s education.”
Hmm, that’s not it.
Worried that the interview might become known to the school, Gyo Hwan kept his mouth tightly shut and was careful with his words.
“Dad, push me on the swing.”
Swoosh. After the interview, on the way back to the car where the driver was waiting.
Gyo Hwan happily held Hyo Jin’s hand on either side and pushed the swing for her.
“Yul Ah. What do you want to do on your last day, Yul?”
The simultaneous poem from his son, implying that today might be the last day to meet his grandmother, stirred Gyo Hwan’s heart.
This was because he knew its meaning better than anyone else, having already experienced the sudden death of his wife, father, and grandfather.
“What does dad want to do?”
Seung Yul opened his round eyes and retorted.
“Hmm. Dad wants to meet Yul.”
Gyo Hwan kneeled and gently met the child’s gaze.
“I want to meet Yul, eat delicious things together, and have a full conversation that I couldn’t have because I was working at the company.”
Seung Yul turned his head and looked up at Hyo Jin, who was standing beside him, holding his hand.
“What about the teacher?”
“Hmm. The teacher also wants to meet Seung Yul.”
Hyo Jin also kneeled in front of Seung Yul as if to play along.
“I want to meet Seung Yul, absolutely not study that day, go to the arcade and play claw machine, and buy and eat plenty of delicious street food. What about Seung Yul?”
Seung Yul, who met the gazes of Hyo Jin and Gyo Hwan, sighed deeply as if he had no choice.
“Hoo, then I guess I should meet dad and teacher too.”
Pwoof! Gyo Hwan and Hyo Jin’s gazes collided as they burst into laughter.
Suddenly, Gyo Hwan’s corners of the mouth, which were soaring high into the sky, plummeted vertically.
“Dad, teacher. Why aren’t you getting in?”
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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