After driving while looking straight ahead for a while, Kyung Joon brought up a completely unrelated topic. Seung Oh was a little taken aback and awkwardly responded.
“Yes, it’s spring.”
“How do you feel about ruining the S/S season sales for the third year in a row?”
“It’s not like we ruined it that much…”
“We did ruin it that much. The chairman was very disappointed.”
In the three years that had passed, Seung Oh had only met the chairman of Taeyang Group, Mr. Ryu, once. However, the impact of that one encounter was so huge that the word “chairman” was almost a trauma for Seung Oh, who had a rather small capacity.
“You need to fix the design department. It was a mistake to appoint Ji Soo Lee as the main designer due to personal relationships.”
“We just saw her skills.”
His ridiculous excuse didn’t work. Kyung Joon chuckled.
“Taeyang Group is not a charity. Keep in mind that the performance you show at this company will have a significant impact on your position after the merger and acquisition.”
Seung Oh couldn’t respond, biting his poor lips instead.
In the first year since he took over as president, Kang Yoon stagnated. The following year, sales followed a downward trend, and the downward trend became even steeper the year after that.
The car entered the apartment complex. True to its name, ‘DH Forest’, this ecofriendly apartment complex was a home that Hae Sun had bought as a wedding gift for her daughter.
“Go on in.”
Kyung Joon parked the car in front of the house and courteously opened the rear passenger door. To others, he looked like an attendant and secretary who assisted the president well, nothing more, nothing less.
“Thank you. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
However, it was Seung Oh who had to bow deeply and be obsequious.
“Yes, then I’ll go.”
Kyung Joon moved to his parked car and left the parking lot. Seung Oh let out a sigh of relief as the day ended, and rode the elevator up.
“What’s this smell?”
As soon as the elevator door opened, a foul smell stung his nose. Given the apartment’s structure, with one unit per floor, the source of the smell was undoubtedly his home.
“Honey!”
As Seung Oh flung open the front door, Ji Soo, wearing a cute apron, rushed out with a ladle in her hand.
“You’re home? Give me your bag. And your clothes.”
“What’s this smell?”
Seung Oh asked as he handed her his bag.
“I made cheonggukjang. I’m going to make delicious ssambap, so go take a bath. I’ve prepared the water.”
“Cheonggukjang?”
As Seung Oh’s face scrunched up, Ji Soo tried to read his expression.
“Yes, I thought of the old days when you enjoyed it. Do you not like it anymore?”
“That was at your place! How could you cook that here?”
Her place was the rooftop room Ji Soo rented. This home had interiors covered in marble and wood, a residentialcommercial complex. In a house where the windows barely opened and only a certain amount of air circulated through the ventilation system, cooking cheonggukjang was unthinkable.
“How can we get rid of the smell? It’ll take days to clear.”
Seung Oh grumbled as he opened the windows as much as possible and looked back with a strange feeling.
“Honey! What are you doing?”
Ji Soo, who was about to pour the cheonggukjang pot into the sink, stared at him in surprise.
“II’m sorry. I’ll get rid of it quickly.”
“Why throw it away now? You’ve already cooked it.”
Seung Oh snatched the pot from Ji Soo’s hand, placed it back on the induction stove, and licked the cheonggukjang that had splattered onto his hand.
“It’s delicious. Give me some rice. I’m hungry.”
“Rreally?”
Ji Soo’s face instantly brightened.
Ji Soo always laughed and cried at Seung Oh’s words. If he came home late, she would wait for him, dozing off on the living room sofa, and from the early morning, she would cook fresh rice and soup for breakfast.
He liked it. He felt like the head of the household being treated well, his shoulders involuntarily lifted, and he gained confidence.
It was like that for the first few months.
Seung Oh looked at Ji Soo sitting across from him with a newfound curiosity.
After they started living together, Ji Soo had adorned herself with luxury goods and designer brands. Some were things that Yoon Seo Ha used, and some were newly purchased. Even the hairpin she had on right now was from an overseas luxury brand.
He had definitely wanted to provide this for her. He wanted her to wear and eat only the best, and never struggle again.
But strangely, his appetite soured.
“Are the F/W new arrivals coming along well?”
As he lifted his spoon, Ji Soo pouted her lips.
“We agreed not to talk about work while eating.”
“Now’s not the time for that. The samples are coming out this month, right?”
Seung Oh tried not to lose his temper.
“It might take a little longer. Another person quit.”
“Again?”
Already five people had resigned from the design team, where not a single person had left when Yoon Seo Ha was the team leader. Naturally, work efficiency dropped, and the new designs were a mess.
“It’s okay. I’ll do the design, and the person who quit this time hadn’t been here long, so it’s not important.”
“…”
Seung Oh stopped eating and held his forehead.
Although he loved Ji Soo, he had to admit it. Lee Ji Soo’s designs were too safe and lacked any distinct characteristics. To put it nicely, they were designs anyone could wear; to put it negatively, they were designs sold everywhere.
“We need a new brand and a new designer.”
Ji Soo’s eyes widened as she looked at Seung Oh.
“A new brand and designer? What about me?”
“It’s not like your position is being eliminated. We need to fill the vacancies anyway, and the new brand is something that CEO Kang has been pushing for since he was in good health.”
“But…”
“Just do as I say.”
Seung Oh sharply cut off Ji Soo’s attempt to argue further. There was a limit to how much he could tolerate. If the merger and acquisition were to fall through because of this, it wouldn’t end with just a moderate loss.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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