He handed an orange luxury shopping bag only to Kwon Yool, ignoring the other family members.
Kwon Yool glanced at Seo Hee and bowed his head in thanks.
Although Seo Hee didn’t feel anything, Kwon Yool headed home without having time to care about the clouded expression on Jae Suk’s face.
That night, Kwon Yool, who returned home, repeatedly wrote and erased the note he was going to send to Seo Yeon.
He wrote long, he wrote short, penned beautiful phrases, but no matter what he did, he ended up crumpling it mercilessly.
A deep sigh escaped Kwon Yool as he stared at the ceiling.
What was he doing, why had he created distance as she had said. The days of worry in the past were maddeningly pathetic.
Then, a strong desire welled up from his heart.
He wanted to reach her.
He wanted to rush to her this instant, look into her brown eyes, and listen to whatever she had to say.
Possessed, Kwon Yool rose from his seat and headed out of the house. Then he ran all the way to Seo Yeon’s apartment.
You were here, so close to me. Yet, I still had to wait for another week.
Thinking of her house, the location of which he did not know, he looked up at the apartment for a long time.
Then, he calmed his bitter heart and turned around.
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Monday morning, Design Team 1 meeting.
Seo Yeon was sighing at the sight of the new summer product design.
To be exact, she was extremely disappointed.
Seo Yeon frowned as she contemplated.
Should I fix it? Should I start over?
Then, she quickly selected designs that could be saved and those that should be thrown directly into the trash bin.
Then, her head started to throb as if someone was doing a bad job.
As Seo Yeon kept picking up and putting down the designs while pressing her temples, everyone was busy watching her.
Ah…
The atmosphere in the meeting room froze as if cold water had been poured over it, as Seo Yeon, who had been sighing deeply, leaned her chair back.
Seo Yeon, who was holding her forehead with both hands, looked up at the ceiling for a moment.
How much time had passed?
Seo Yeon, who had straightened up again, threw out a few more selected designs.
Then she quickly stood up from her seat and supported her waist with both hands.
Not a single person dared to breathe, not even Director Kim, who had been with them for a long time.
Seo Yeon started sticking the designs that could be fixed onto the whiteboard. But there were only five of them.
Seo Yeon, who had turned away from the whiteboard, leaned on the meeting room table with both hands.
Then she made eye contact with each employee, her eyes like those of a beast.
“Dear all.”
Whether she was happy or angry, Seo Yeon always started her sentences with “Dear all.” Of course, the feelings were completely different.
“I believe in you. I don’t want to be disappointed, I don’t want to scold. Because……”
Seo Yeon straightened up and stretched out her shoulders. Her towering presence overwhelmed the meeting room.
“Because you are fully capable. Isn’t that so?”
The employees knew that saying she believed in them was the scariest thing she could say.
Seo Yeon neither raised her voice nor blushed.
She simply said, “I believe. We can do it,” with a face too serious.
“And please, show us the miracle that the five designs on this whiteboard can be reborn. Because, with your abilities, it is possible.”
Seo Yeon continued her words, tapping the whiteboard as if knocking.
“Next Monday, same time, in this meeting room.”
Seo Yeon, who took a moment to breathe, gave a slight smile.
“I will take the time to admire your abilities.”
The employees couldn’t even let out a short sigh. Seo Yeon sent the remaining employees back, excluding manager Kim.
“I’m sorry, Ma’am.”
As Manager Kim bowed his head respectfully, Seo Yeon said,
“The designs are all too predictable. We need to change the atmosphere somehow. Do you have any ideas?”
Seo Yeon did not reprimand Manager Kim, who was in charge of the design department.
This wasn’t something that could be solved by pressuring one person.
She knew well that it was more effective in many ways to think of a new method to solve the problem.
“What about hiring an intern?”
Seo Yeon’s right hand, lost in thought for a moment, tapped the table as if playing the piano.
“Absolutely based on sensibility and ability. Regular employment and special bonus according to performance after three months. Have them submit their portfolios and their own lookbooks. Both for Han Black and Yeon Black.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
Seo Yeon added with a light smile,
“I’ll talk to Secretary Choi. Please, have lunch on the company card today. Please also lift the spirits of the Design Team 1 members.”
“I’m embarrassed, Ma’am.”
“Please encourage our company’s big shots. Please support me a bit, saying that Han Seo Yeon might be unlucky but not that bad of a woman.”
Seo Yeon was always like this.
A subtle whip and a definite carrot. And the following burdensome belief and warm encouragement. A notsoindoctrination saying, you’re a person with special abilities.
Next time, you can do better than this. Let’s try it. You haven’t tried it yet. How would you know without even trying? It seems possible if you try a bit harder. You’re almost there. Such encouragements followed.
Seo Yeon never raised her voice or killed the spirits of her employees.
This socalled ‘You can do it’ technique.
Seo Yeon’s unique approach became the driving force for the rapid growth of the company in a short time.
Seo Yeon returned to her office alone.
She glanced at her desk once and moved her steps towards the window. Seo Yeon’s sigh hit the large window and came back hot.
Then, someone came to mind.
The man who stood for a long time in the art gallery parking lot with a regretful look in his eyes, Kwon Yool.
“I… miss you.”
How could she say she missed a man she had only met four times? Seo Yeon laughed at her own forwardness, even after she said it.
His phone number popped up in her head.
If she were to call him right now, they could meet as early as tonight. Should she call him? Or not?
Should she send a short text saying, “It’s Seo Yeon.”? Or not?
After a moment’s hesitation, Seo Yeon shook her head and went back to sit at her desk.
She forced herself to look at the sales report that came in every Monday.
But she thought of him again, Kwon Yool.
Did he get home safely that day?
Is he waiting for my call today as well? He said he checks every 10 minutes. Will he be surprised if I call?
“Ah. The design is in this state. Is it time to think about a man? Pull yourself together.”
Seo Yeon clucked her tongue at herself, barely managing to read a page of the report.
But she couldn’t make any further progress.
Seo Yeon, who was tapping her desk with a ballpoint pen, stared hard at the calendar.
‘Weekdays Mon, Wed, Fri at 7 am, and Tue, Thu at 7 pm. And 12 o’clock on weekends.’
Seo Yeon remembered the workout times Kwon Yool had told her.
Then she grinned.
Right. Thursday would be good. Indeed, Thursday is the best day to surprise someone.
There was no need to hesitate, if there was a problem, the best way to solve it was quickly. That was the way of Han Seo Yeon.
When the longawaited Thursday arrived, Seo Yeon left work on time.
She came home at 6:30, bathed in a nice scent, and lightly reapplied makeup.
Then she wore a sexy workout outfit from Yenni Black and left her home.
Seo Yeon, who warmed up by jogging in place, started to run slowly.
She ran not to the park where Kwon Yool would be working out, but to the bakery, holding her thumping heart. She bought a pile of her favorite bread, and also bought two bottles of strawberry juice.
Then she opened a bottle right there and walked while gulping it down.
When Seo Yeon had walked about 100 meters, she saw a familiar man walking from afar. Seo Yeon licked the strawberry juice on her lips and laughed.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Ding.
“Se, Yeon? Seo Yeon!”
Kwon Yool, who finally noticed Seo Yeon, ran to her cheerfully.
“Yool si!”
Seo Yeon, in her perfect form, waved cheerfully towards Kwon Yool.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
