Ignoring Na Song-rim and not even giving him a glance, Line answered and left the room. Normally, he would have relentlessly kept him for questioning, but now there was no reason to, and he wanted to send Na Song-rim quickly to his hellish place.
Following that, there was a summoning and investigation of Na Song-woon. Line purposely arranged the schedule tightly. He hoped Na Song-woon would have something to reflect upon.
Na Song-woon was taken aback when he saw Na Song-rim being dragged away.
“Oppa!”
“Song-woon!”
“Oppa! What happened to you!”
There was no one to let them talk in turns. Na Song-rim was immediately taken away, and Na Song-woon was too scared to move.
Hae-in, who came as Na Song-woon’s attorney, blocked Na Song-woon’s view. There was a concern that he might delay the summoning schedule again out of worry.
“Director, please, let’s go.”
“Attorney, why is my brother like that? Is that prosecutor sister doing this?”
While Line’s intentions couldn’t be completely ruled out, strictly speaking, it wasn’t Line doing such things.
“That wouldn’t happen… The world these days… It seems there’s a dispute among inmates…”
Na Song-woon believed Hae-in’s words and reluctantly took a step, but he couldn’t untangle the emotions of fear and anger.
Hae-in was already worried that Na Song-woon might start a fight with Line. When Line entered, Na Song-woon glared at him with eyes full of resentment.
Line didn’t pay much attention because he knew why the child’s eyes were like that.
“Can we begin?”
At Line’s casually thrown words, Na Song-woon clenched his fist.
“This is bad, really!”
Hae-in was the one observing the situation.
“It’s really bad!”
Line was dumbfounded at who was saying it was bad to whom.
“The news might be out by now. This isn’t a broadcasting station. Why do they keep sending tip videos…”
“What’s that…”
The tip Line received was about Na Song-woon’s bullying.
“Let him decide how to wear his shoes. Who said they had to be put on by someone else? And did he have to go around poking those people’s heads with his hands to get up? Not to mention, verbal abuse is the least, and if things don’t go his way, he resorts to violence?”
Listening to Line’s words, Na Song-woon couldn’t figure out who reported it because so many people came to mind.
“That could also become the subject of a disciplinary investigation.”
Na Song-woon still glared at Line, swallowing his saliva.
“Don’t you blink? Will you keep staring at me like that?”
Line stared back at Na Song-woon. The child continued to glare at Line fearlessly.
“Let’s begin.”
As soon as the words to start were spoken, recording and audio equipment started working.
“Attorney! I really hate this prosecutor. Please change him to Prosecutor Choi Joo-hyuk like that time.”
Why didn’t he say that before? That was the first thing that came to mind when he saw Geum Moran and her children.
Still, Na Song-woon seemed like he might get better if you just tightened a few screws. But…
Rather than thinking about surviving, Na Song-woon couldn’t grasp anything because his mind was like a flower garden. At that moment, Line’s eyes sparkled with a sinister thought.
“Ah~ Prosecutor Choi Joo-hyuk.”
When Line mentioned Joo-hyuk’s name, Na Song-woon’s concentration sharply increased.
“Change it now. I’ll cooperate with the investigation diligently.”
“Who are you to choose a prosecutor?”
“Weren’t we supposed to promise that from the beginning?”
“What promise?”
“Didn’t you say you were very close to Prosecutor Choi Joo-hyuk? Was that a lie?”
“Really close. What you’re thinking, even more than that…”
Line chuckled at Na Song-woon. Then, Na Song-woon was enveloped in an ominous premonition.
“What’s the relationship between you two?”
“Well…”
For a moment, Na Song-woon felt like he was being teased. Hae-in was surprised and stood up together.
“Director… calm down.”
“Do I look calm now? This sister is playing with me!”
Line, thinking it was the right time, got up and approached Na Song-woon.
“Hey…”
Hae-in was plunged into confusion. Unable to decide whether to stop Na Song-woon or the relatively sensible Line, Hae-in couldn’t ignore the fact that Line, who wouldn’t be easily stopped, was better to prevent.
“Tell me what your relationship is!”
Na Song-woon, in a frenzy, took a step towards Line. Line just slightly curved his mouth, looking at the angle of the recording equipment.
“That thing you’re thinking about.”
It was a very faint sound that only Na Song-woon could hear. More than a sound, it was close to the shape of his mouth. Seeing that shape, Na Song-woon raised his hand to slap Line’s cheek.
“Oh! Director!”
Hae-in had no time to stop it. As Na Song-woon hit Line, the door opened, and Joo-hyuk and investigators rushed in. Na Song-woon’s eyes widened when he saw Prosecutor Choi Joo-hyuk.
“Prosecutor! It’s not what you think!”
Without giving Na Song-woon any attention, Joo-hyuk blushed and dragged Line out. Hae-in, too shocked by what happened in an instant, couldn’t close her mouth.
Na Song-woon was arrested on the spot.
Back in the office, Line laughed heartily. Joo-hyuk looked at Line dumbfounded.
“What is it? What’s with you? Why did you treat Na Song-woon like that?”
Even in Joo-hyuk’s eyes, it seemed like Line deliberately provoked Na Song-woon.
“Now I have to give him a proper scare. He’s weak for an arrest, but if you leave him alone like that, the investigation won’t progress. Still, with just one slap, the cost-effectiveness is high, isn’t it?”
Joo-hyuk put on a stern expression, hands on his hips.
“Are you calling that talking? Look at your face right now!”
“Oh! Don’t worry. It doesn’t hurt at all. It won’t leave a mark. It’s just a little sting, it’ll go away soon.”
“No mark? There’s a nail mark on your face right now.”
Line’s face was so pale that the nail mark looked even clearer.
“A nail mark? What are you talking about? A nail mark?”
Only then did Line, looking in the mirror, see the nail mark in the middle of his cheek and felt a chill down his spine. If Song Kang, who detested injuries, saw this, how much scolding would he get? His head already hurt at the thought.
“Na Song-woon did this for real!”
Line stood in front of the mirror for a long time.
“What should I do about this? Should I wipe it off?”
“What can you do? Cover it well with a moist band, so it won’t be visible in the sunlight. Don’t touch it. If you touch it, it’ll get worse!”
Joo-hyuk found Line’s reaction strange. He wasn’t the type to complain about injuries no matter where he got hurt.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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