Bora was worried that if she couldn’t explain the dating rumor, she wouldn’t receive Seoyeon’s favor.
“Apology and correction articles remain anonymous. The explanation is postponed for now. It’s impossible to have a serious conversation with Grandfather right now.”
“How long is it postponed?”
Shrugging her shoulders at Bora’s question, Seoyeon replied, “I don’t know. If you can’t stand it anymore, you can tell Grandfather about it now. I don’t care anytime.”
In the current situation, whether it was a dating rumor with Minhyuk or the eldest son of the department store they had been introduced to in the past, any explanation was meaningless.
Right now, Seokgu had no intention of listening, and he wouldn’t believe it anyway.
“Ha. What should I do?”
“What can you do? You go home, and I’ll go eat something delicious with Mother.”
“Just the two of you?”
“Well, do you want to join too? Mother, look at Jjinbora’s shameless behavior.”
While Seoyeon listened to Bora’s shameless conversation, Yeonhee, with a faint smile, just observed Seoyeon’s refreshing conversation. As Seoyeon engaged with Bora rather than confronting her, someone approached Yeonhee and started talking.
“Oelke. What are you doing here?”
Seoyeon quickly bowed to the middle-aged woman who resembled Sehee in some unknown way.
Then, with a puzzled expression, the woman approached them.
After all the trouble, it seemed like a strategy to buy time until Jaesuk arrived.
‘If I stay like this, I’ll get caught. It’s better to leave this neighborhood before more trouble arises.’
Seeing Jaesuk express his discomfort, Seoyeon decided to leave before things got more complicated.
“Is the matter here already finished?”
When Jaesuk’s gaze scanned Seoyeon, Yeonhee stepped forward and said, “Yes. Please go in, Jaesuk.”
“Mrs. Kim will contact you early if she wants to. Don’t make a useless trip for a busy person.”
It seemed like the strategy was to wait more than an hour until Jaesuk arrived.
‘No point in running away. At this rate, I might get caught.’
Expressing his discomfort, Jaesuk’s eyes widened as Yeonhee stepped forward and spoke.
“Go ahead. Mr. Kim.”
“Is it over so soon?”
When Jaesuk’s gaze swept over Seoyeon, Yeonhee smiled and said, “Nice to meet you. I’m Han Seoyeon.”
“Your style is different from when you were on home shopping.”
Seoyeon, not wanting to hear any more uncomfortable words, said with a folded smile.
“Maybe because I’m wearing as advised by Lawyer Sehee. I feel awkward too.”
“Seo, Seohee? Do you know our Seohee?”
“Yes, of course. The person who introduced me to Mr. Yul is Lawyer Seo.”
Upon learning that Seohee, who is seven years older than Kwon Yul, is the one who introduced him to the family’s pride, Jaesuk’s shoulders jumped in surprise.
Jaesuk approached as if whispering to someone nearby and muttered as if whispering into her ear.
“What is this nonsense? Are you saying our Seohee introduced him?”
“If it’s okay, can I meet you with Hojin?”
“No, how do you know Hojin?”
Seoyeon was already aware that the relationship between Hojin and Sehee was progressing rapidly. Because Sehee was not too young, talk of marriage between the two came sooner than expected.
Knowing the situation where they had exchanged greetings in both households, Seoyeon confidently revealed her relationship with Hojin to Jaesuk.
“We’ve been friends since middle school. And he introduced me to Lawyer Seohee.”
Acting as if she had heard some big secret, Jaesuk kept glancing around.
“Did you tell our father that Seohee introduced him to us?”
“I haven’t told him yet. Should I tell him now?”
“Oh, no. It’s not that. Let’s come out with Hojin for now. We can talk about the details later.”
Seoyeon replied brightly, smiling confidently.
“Yes. Aunt, I’ll come see you soon.”
Jaesuk stared at the cheerful Seoyeon and then hurriedly greeted Yeonhee before leaving hastily.
Seoyeon thought the storm would hit unprepared, but when it ended with a calmer wind than expected, she felt relieved, thinking she had passed a hurdle.
“Mother, let’s really go. If we stay here any longer, we’ll meet the entire family.”
Upon Seoyeon’s words, Yeonhee, too, seemed to agree, quickly turning her body toward the car.
“Jinbora, let’s talk next time. I’m a bit tired today.”
“Can I go to the company next week?”
“Why do you keep coming? Is our company your playground?”
“I want to finish what I was organizing in Excel.”
As Seoyeon let out a short sigh, Bora smiled mischievously and said, “I’ll text you. Unni.”
“Ah, I don’t know. You worked hard today. Goodbye.”
Waving her hand, Seoyeon and Yeonhee got into the car.
As Seoyeon took the driver’s seat, the overflowing energy seemed to drain away, and she suddenly felt hungry. Seoyeon pondered what warm, nourishing meal to eat.
“Mother, I’m hungry. Shall we go eat something delicious?”
“Do you have something you want to eat?”
“Anything warm. What about you, Mother?”
In response to Seoyeon’s question, Yeonhee replied with a bright smile.
“Let’s go to our house.”
“What?”
“I want to make a warm meal for Seoyeon.”
Caught off guard by the sudden invitation, Seoyeon didn’t know what to say and tightly pressed her lips together.
“What if Mr. Yul finds out? Moreover, your father will come soon.”
Today’s meeting was a secret to Kwon Yul, and the thought of facing his father troubled her.
“Even if we hide it, Yul will eventually find out. And Yul’s father has a dinner appointment tonight, so he’ll be late.”
Yeonhee looked at Seoyeon with an inexplicable expression.
“And still, is it okay with Yul’s father?”
“He won’t like it. Want to see Yul’s room? When he was young, with photos.”
There was no reason to hesitate with Yeonhee’s words. Smiling bashfully, Seoyeon quickly started the engine.
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