Line stood near the court where his first trial was taking place, not daring to budge, intending to preserve each other’s pride.
However, she was not given the time to leisurely contemplate. Unexpectedly, the prosecution had been diligent in Line’s reinstatement lawsuit.
She hadn’t anticipated such a last-minute offensive, but testimonies from the members of the disciplinary committee who had participated at that time came flying in.
Though the content was verbose, summarizing it, the argument was that, under the circumstances at the time, the disciplinary action was justified.
Line put a focus on the expression ‘under the circumstances at the time’ and began her defense. Even for contents that seemed simple to organize, when examining them for precedents and whether they conformed legally, time swiftly passed.
Line stretched and looked up at the clock.
She was curious about his news, but it was meaningless to contact him first, so she just stared at her phone. Suddenly, the phone rang. Line quickly answered.
“Hello?”
Do you have to wait this long just for a trial?
Line felt embarrassed, wondering if she had answered the phone too quickly.
“I thought it was a call from Attorney Cha Hae-in and answered it hastily because I was curious.”
She responded with a poking remark, knowing it was an unnecessary comment. Across the phone, there was warm silence.
Are you in the office now? I’ll tidy up with Attorney Cha Hae-in for a moment and come there.
He had contacted her first, thinking Line might be waiting.
Not long after the call ended, Song-kang came to Line’s office.
“Did you do well? According to Attorney Cha Hae-in, it didn’t seem bad.”
“From a business executive’s perspective managing legal professionals’ conflicts, it might be challenging, but it seems like you gained strength against the evidence the prosecution has.”
He humbly understood the situation. If there were no major variables, it seemed possible to go along with this flow.
“Did Prosecutor Jin La-in spend the whole day here?”
“Yes.”
“Waiting is never boring; it must have been tough.”
She was constantly busy, with no time to be bored… While she became robust when working, suddenly, intermittently, thoughts about her invaded his mind.
While Line hesitated like that, Song-kang observed her face.
“You seem to have a lot you want to say.”
Line swallowed the words, ‘I wanted to see you. So much… I’ve been holding back because I wondered what you’d say if I went to see you again!’
“I was busy.”
Saying so, Line turned away. Song-kang held her wrist, pulling her up.
“You probably didn’t want to say that.”
Then, he hugged her. He hoped she felt the same way.
“I missed you. Throughout the trial…”
Although it stemmed from his own thoughts, Line felt her heart flutter because she seemed to have exposed her thoughts.
“You must be very tired. The first trial is important, but…”
Before Line could finish her sentence, Song-kang’s phone vibrated.
“Director, it seems like you have a call?”
“I don’t want to be disturbed.”
“Since it might be Attorney Cha Hae-in, you should answer.”
Song-kang looked at his phone. As she mentioned, Hae-in had called him.
“Please speak.”
Yes, Director, this is about Jira. May I inform you?
If Hae-in was calling to mention it, it wasn’t just a baseless rumor.
“Yes, please tell me.”
From Prosecutor Yoon Nansul’s side, or more precisely, from Prosecutor Yoon, there is a movement to manipulate the trial by using Line, who is the head of the Constitutional Court and also his father.
“I understand what you mean.”
There was no significant change in Song-kang’s expression, but Line had become aware of his subtle emotional shift.
“Director, what’s going on?”
“It’s nothing.”
As he was about to continue talking, Line opened her eyes wide and looked at him. It wasn’t pleasant that he seemed to be hiding something.
“Can I ask Attorney Cha Hae-in about it?”
“Will Attorney Cha convey information I haven’t allowed?”
“But I’ll ask anyway. If you don’t tell me.”
Reluctantly, Song-kang told Line the truth. As expected, Line’s mood was ruined, not much different from his. Line fell silent for a moment.
“I’ll handle it myself, so don’t worry too much, Prosecutor Jin La-in. Let’s call it a day for today.”
Line wondered what he would do. When Song-kang tried to turn around and leave, Line grabbed his arm. In response to her unfamiliar gesture, he paused and looked down at her.
“What are you going to do?”
“There is no absolutely impossible way to push the trial. Prosecutor Yoon Nansul seems to have made a coercive choice.”
Line couldn’t figure out what he was thinking. Urgently, she strengthened her grip on his clothes.
“In any case, I can’t let you go like this because I’m worried something might happen to you.”
“Why? Why are you doing this today? Why are you holding me back like this?”
“You’re not going to tell me?”
With an expressive face, Line looked up at him. If he didn’t speak immediately, her expression seemed like she might burst.
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.”
