“What’s going on?”
In response to Nari’s question, Hyukjun explained the whole situation.
“I was running to play soccer quickly, almost tripped over my own feet, and spilled the food on Yerin’s aunt. That’s what happened.”
“Oh my, really?”
Nari belatedly took out tissues and started wiping off the food on Yerin’s back.
While doing that, Nari discovered food stains on Ihyun’s white shirt and pointed at it with her finger.
“Oh, it splattered on Chairman Han’s clothes too.”
Hearing that, Yerin turned her head to confirm belatedly.
“That’s right. What should we do?”
Although Yerin’s clothes weren’t soaked, the kimchi stew stood out prominently on her white attire.
Seeing this, Hyukjun gathered his hands in front of his chest, expressing an apology.
“Hing. Auntie and uncle, I’m really sorry.”
“It’s okay. Hyukjun, go quickly and change your clothes.”
“I’ll do that.”
Hyukjun protruded his lips, showing a sad face, then hurriedly left the cafeteria.
The smell of food emanated from his clothes.
Nari cautiously suggested, “How about asking the director if there are spare clothes?”
“Well, that’s a good idea?”
In front of Ihyun and Secretary Choi, Nari and Yerin couldn’t converse as casually as usual.
They must still perceive each other in the context of a company representative and secretary relationship, as they initially got to know each other through work.
Yerin awkwardly smiled and shifted her steps.
“Then, everyone stay here for a moment.”
She intended to go alone to ask the director if there were spare clothes.
However, Ihyun followed her.
“Secretary Choi, there should be spare T-shirts in my car.”
“Yes, Chairman Han.”
“Take two of those and bring them to the changing room. I’ll be waiting.”
“Understood.”
Confirming that Secretary Choi was heading to the car, Ihyun expressed a worried look toward Yerin.
“It might feel uncomfortable. How about going to the changing room first?”
“Okay.”
This time as well, Yerin wasn’t left alone; Ihyun moved alongside her.
“Why is Chairman Han…?”
She was about to ask why he was going with her, but closed her mouth.
Ihyun also realized that he was going to the changing room to change into a shirt stained with kimchi stew. Since they entered the changing room together, Yerin couldn’t take off her blouse that she was wearing.
Ihyun turned around and spoke.
“I noticed earlier that there’s no lock inside the changing room. Just in case, since anyone could come in, I’ll guard here.”
He could have acted as a gatekeeper from outside.
She couldn’t say those words because Ihyun had started unbuttoning his shirt, revealing a well-defined chest with each button.
“When Secretary Choi came, I hurriedly tried to change my clothes.”
“Yes?”
“We need to minimize the time here, shouldn’t we, to avoid further complications?”
They were all making fitting remarks, avoiding saying anything that could be criticized.
“Yes, that’s right.”
Ihyun, with a tense expression, smiled at Yerin.
“By the way, why is Han Yerin so nervous?”
“Me? I’m not like that.”
As Yerin awkwardly smiled, Ihyun also chuckled.
“Don’t worry. I wouldn’t do anything foolish here.”
“Yes, of course.”
“Since there’s quite a bit of food on you, it might be uncomfortable. I’ll turn around, so undo a few buttons, like me.”
Wearing a blouse soaked with various food was too uncomfortable.
Even if it wasn’t Ihyun’s suggestion, she wanted to take off her clothes right away.
“Okay. But you must absolutely not turn around.”
“Promise.”
Confirming that Ihyun turned around, Yerin slowly started unbuttoning her blouse.
Since she was wearing an inner camisole anyway, undoing a few buttons wasn’t a big issue.
In the narrow changing room, the sound of the thin chiffon blouse brushing against her skin echoed.
To avoid being overly focused on that sound, Ihyun had to desperately think about something else.
‘I should have just gone out and waited.’
Yerin didn’t have as much food on her as Yerin did, but the smell of kimchi stew kept rising unpleasantly, making Ihyun want to change his clothes quickly too.
Since there was no lock inside the changing room, waiting inside was more inconvenient than he thought.
When Ihyun let out a deep breath,
From afar, the sound of high heels was heard, and Secretary Choi’s voice echoed.
“Chairman Han, I’m here.”
Then, without even knocking, the door suddenly opened.
“Have you been waiting long?”
Ihyun quickly turned and embraced Yerin, who was behind him.
Fortunately, she hadn’t completely undone the buttons of her blouse.
Before Ihyun could confirm that, Secretary Choi barged into the changing room.
Thunk!
The sound of clothes packaged in plastic falling to the floor was heard.
“Ah… I’m sorry.”
Secretary Choi’s belated apology reached them.
Ihyun still embraced Yerin from behind and continued speaking.
“Secretary Choi, someone who usually knocks so well, what is she doing?”
“I’m sorry.”
Secretary Choi felt a bit unjustified. Although she didn’t knock, she loudly announced her arrival from a distance.
“I will definitely knock next time.”
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…
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