My Chick Husband (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 9
Seeing Kwon Yul’s expression turn ominous, the quick-witted Seo Hee didn’t miss a beat.
“Last time he gave you a ride—don’t tell me you’ve been keeping in touch or anything?”
“How could I? I don’t even have his number.”
Seo Hee nodded as if finally reassured and continued.
“Still, even the first day we met was anything but ordinary. And today? His attitude was really something.”
“…….”
“Do you know what he said at the end? ‘One must know shame to be human.’ And then he just walked off like that.”
Kwon Yul didn’t echo Seo Hee’s words.
So what if his personality wasn’t ordinary? Of course one should speak up when there’s something to say and not hold back—but he swallowed the words. He didn’t want Seo Hee’s unwarranted suspicion or attention.
“Hyung. Time to eat.”
At the sound of his younger brother Sang Hyun’s voice, both stood up.
Even by usual standards, the dinner table was extravagantly set—especially since it was Seok Gu’s birthday, making it all the more lavish.
At the head of the specially made fourteen-seat dining table sat Seok Gu, with his eldest grandson Kwon Yul on his right and his son Jae Hyung on his left.
Seo Hee, though his first grandchild, was pushed down to the second row because she was a granddaughter from his daughter’s side.
“Our number-one grandson. Let’s eat.”
“Yes, Grandfather.”
Kwon Yul waited until Seok Gu picked up his spoon before beginning his meal.
Throughout dinner, Seok Gu’s attention remained fixed solely on Kwon Yul.
The rest of the family, as if this were routine, quietly focused on their own plates without comment.
“Yul-ah. Come on, have some of this salted pollack.”
Seok Gu carefully picked out the choicest piece from the center of the fish and placed it atop Kwon Yul’s rice bowl.
“This pollack? That Kim, the chairman of Youngjin Distribution from across the street, brought it over himself, saying it was for my birthday.”
Kwon Yul chewed thoughtfully and answered politely.
“I swear—I never expected such audacity! He subtly tried pushing his granddaughter, who’s supposedly studying in the U.S., onto our Yul. It made my skin crawl.”
No one dared interrupt him. They simply ate in silence.
“What match is there between our grandson, who’s never placed lower than first in his entire school life, and some unknown girl attending who-knows-what school? Exactly.”
Kwon Yul felt his throat tighten under the weight of Seok Gu’s excessive praise.
But he just chewed slowly, saying nothing. Explaining that the world doesn’t revolve solely around academics would only invite a flood of nagging.
“Ah, Grandfather, Youngjin Distribution owns department stores and supermarkets—it’s a seriously great company. Marrying into that family would be a win.”
Unable to hold back, Seo Hee spoke up—only for Seok Gu to slam his spoon down with a sharp clatter.
Jae Sook shot her son Seo Hee a stern glance, signaling him to stay quiet.
“That kind of money? I’ve got more than Chairman Kim.”
“Oh, come on! Of course you do—you’re one of the top five wealthiest cash-rich individuals in the whole country.”
Madam Kim, spreading her fingers wide, chimed in with flattery—prompting Kwon Yul’s brow to furrow slightly.
“Our Yul’s marriage will be chosen carefully—only the finest young lady will do. If heaven has any conscience, it’ll grant this old man’s one wish this time. Right, Yul’s mother?”
Seok Gu’s icy gaze shifted to Yeon Hee, seated at the far end of the table.
Her face instantly paled.
“Y-Yes, Father.”
Even Yeon Hee’s reply failed to reassure Seok Gu.
Just as he was about to press further, Kwon Yul picked up a piece of grilled beef and held it before Seok Gu’s mouth.
“Grandfather, you love grilled beef. Please eat while it’s still warm—and chew slowly, thoroughly.”
“Heh heh. Of course! The only one who truly thinks of me is my number-one grandson.”
In Seok Gu’s eyes, there was only Kwon Yul.
He had no need for his own children, his successful grandchildren from his daughter’s side, or even his beloved youngest grandson.
His eldest grandson—the prodigy who effortlessly walked the elite path—was the absolute center of the household.
Seok Gu had even publicly declared that his vast fortune would go solely to Kwon Yul, not to his own children.
Once the awkward dinner ended, everyone quickly had some dessert and hurriedly left the table.
Seok Gu held Kwon Yul’s hand as he escorted him out, reluctant to part.
“Yul-ah, is Jin Bo Ra your classmate?”
“How do you know Bo Ra, Grandfather?”
“She’s the granddaughter of the owner of JS Fire Insurance, the company that moved into the Seocho-dong building. I met her father over a contract—he even pretended to know me.”
“Oh, right.”
Kwon Yul’s mind was so filled with thoughts of Seo Yeon that he barely registered the conversation about his classmate.
“So she’s that smart, this Miss Bo Ra?”
“Well… we did take some classes together back then.”
Satisfied by Kwon Yul’s indifferent tone, Seok Gu smiled contentedly and nodded.
“Heh heh. I see.”
Kwon Yul, lost in thoughts of someone else, brushed off Seok Gu’s interest lightly.
“I’ll come by again Wednesday evening, Grandfather.”
“Alright. Take this with you.”
Ignoring the rest of the family completely, Seok Gu handed Kwon Yul an orange designer shopping bag.
Kwon Yul glanced at Seo Hee, then bowed his head to express his thanks.
He had no time to notice Jae Sook’s furrowed brow—Seo Hee herself seemed unfazed—as he headed straight home.
That night, back at his apartment, Kwon Yul kept writing and erasing notes to Seo Yeon.
Long messages, short ones, poetic lines—he tried them all, only to crumple each attempt in frustration.
With a deep sigh, Kwon Yul stared at the ceiling.
What was he even doing? Why had he kept his distance, just as she’d said? The memory of those days filled him with shame.
Then, a fierce longing surged in his chest.
He wanted to reach her.
Right now, he wanted to rush to her, look into her brown eyes, and just listen—any words at all.
As if possessed, Kwon Yul abruptly stood and walked out the door, sprinting straight to Seo Yeon’s apartment.
You’re so close yet I still have to wait another whole week?
Not knowing exactly which unit was hers, he stood for a long while, gazing up at the apartment building.
Finally, with a bitter heart, he turned around reluctantly.
Monday morning, Design Team 1 meeting.
Seo Yeon let out a sigh while reviewing the summer new-arrival designs.
To be precise, she was utterly disappointed.
Frowning deeply, Seo Yeon sat lost in thought.
Should she fix them? Or scrap them entirely?
Quickly, she sorted the designs into two piles: those salvageable and those destined straight for the trash.
The mental strain hit her like a hammer—her head began throbbing as if nailed shut.
As Seo Yeon repeatedly lifted and set down the designs while pressing hard on her temples, everyone in the room held their breath, watching her anxiously.
Haaah.
Seo Yeon leaned back in her chair with another heavy sigh—the meeting room instantly froze as if doused in ice water.
Covering her forehead with both hands, she stared up at the ceiling for a long moment.
How much time had passed?
She sat up straight again and eliminated a few more designs from her shortlist.
Then she abruptly stood, hands planted firmly on her hips.
Not a single person dared make even the slightest sound—not even Director Kim, who’d worked alongside her for years.
Seo Yeon began pinning the few salvageable designs onto the whiteboard—only five remained.
Turning from the board, she gripped the meeting table with both hands.
Then, locking eyes with each employee like a predator, she spoke.
“My dear colleagues.”
Whether elated or furious, Seo Yeon always began with “My dear colleagues.” The tone, of course, was entirely different each time.
“I believe in all of you. I don’t want to be disappointed, and I don’t want to scold you. Because…”
She straightened her posture fully, shoulders squared—her towering presence dominating the entire room.
“You’re absolutely capable. Aren’t you?”
The employees knew better than anyone that “I believe in you” was the most terrifying phrase of all.
Seo Yeon didn’t raise her voice or redden her face.
She simply said, “I believe in you. You can do it.”—with utmost seriousness.
“And please show me the miracle that even these five designs on the whiteboard can be reborn. Because with your talent, it’s entirely possible.”
She tapped the whiteboard lightly as she continued.
“Same time next Monday. In this very room.”
She paused, took a breath, then flashed a small smile.
“I’ll be waiting to marvel at your abilities.”
No one dared exhale, not even a whisper. Seo Yeon dismissed everyone except Director Kim.
“I’m sorry, Representative.”
Director Kim bowed deeply.
Seo Yeon replied, “Every single design is painfully predictable. We clearly need a change in atmosphere. Any ideas?”
She didn’t blame Director Kim—the head of the design department.
Because this wasn’t a problem that could be solved by pressuring one person.
She well knew that finding a fresh approach was far more effective.
“How about hiring an intern?”
Seo Yeon’s right hand tapped the table lightly, as if playing piano keys while pondering.
“Hire purely based on instinct and skill. Offer full-time positions and special bonuses after three months, based on performance. Require portfolios and personal lookbooks—both for Haniblack and Yeoniblack.”
“Yes, Representative.”
Seo Yeon added with a faint smile, “I’ll inform Secretary Choi. Use the corporate card for lunch today—and please boost Team 1’s morale as well.”
“I’m truly sorry, Representative.”
“Please encourage our company’s pillars—and maybe put in a good word that Han Seo Yeon, while unlucky, isn’t actually a bad person.”
This was Seo Yeon’s way.
Subtle discipline, clear rewards, followed by burdensome trust and passionate encouragement—a kind of gentle brainwashing that whispered: You’re special.
Next time, you’ll do even better. Just give it a try—you’ve never even attempted it. How can you know unless you go for it? You’re almost there—just a little more effort and you’ll make it.
Seo Yeon never raised her voice or crushed her team’s spirit.
This was her signature “You can do it” method.
And it was precisely this unique approach that fueled the company’s rapid growth.
Alone again in her office, Seo Yeon glanced once at her desk before walking toward the window. Her sigh bounced off the large pane, returning to her with warmth.
Then, someone came to mind.
That man—Kwon Yul—who’d stood so long in the museum parking lot, eyes filled with regret.
“…I miss you.”
How could a man she’d only met four times make her say something so embarrassing out loud? She laughed softly at herself.
Then, his phone number popped into her head.
If she called right now, they could meet as early as tonight. Should she call? Or not?
Should she send even a short text—“It’s Han Seo Yeon”—or not?
After a moment’s hesitation, Seo Yeon shook her head firmly and returned to her desk.
She forced her eyes onto the weekly sales report that always arrived on Mondays.
But again, thoughts of that man—Kwon Yul—drifted back.
Did he sleep well that night?
Is he still waiting for my call today? He said he checks every ten minutes—he’d be startled if I called, wouldn’t he?
“Ugh. With designs this bad, is this really the time to be thinking about men? Get it together.”
She clicked her tongue at herself and managed to read one page of the report.
But she couldn’t go any further.
Tapping her pen impatiently against the desk, Seo Yeon stared fixedly at the calendar.
“Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 7 a.m., Tuesday and Thursday at 7 p.m., and weekends at noon.”
She recalled Kwon Yul’s workout schedule.
Then, she smiled softly.
Right. Thursday would be perfect. After all, nothing beats surprising someone on a Thursday.
No hesitation—when there’s a problem, solve it quickly. That was Han Seo Yeon’s way.
And so, on the long-awaited Thursday, Seo Yeon left work right on time.
Back home by 6:30 p.m., she took a relaxing bath that filled the air with a lovely scent, then freshened up with light makeup.
Dressed in Yeoniblack’s stylish workout outfit, she headed out.
After some light jumping jacks to warm up, Seo Yeon began jogging slowly.
Heart pounding, she didn’t run toward the park where Kwon Yul would be exercising—but straight to her favorite bakery. She bought an armful of beloved pastries and two bottles of strawberry juice.
Then, right there on the spot, she opened one bottle and took a slow sip as she walked.
About 100 meters down the road, she spotted a familiar figure approaching from afar. Seo Yeon grinned, licking away a drop of strawberry juice from the corner of her mouth.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Ding.
“Seo… Yeon-ssi? Seo Yeon-ssi!”
Only then did Kwon Yul notice her—and ran over joyfully.
“Yul-ssi!”
Seo Yeon, looking perfect, waved enthusiastically toward him.
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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