My Line (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
“Whether you’re a prosecutor or not, you’re the only one who truly understands this case. Defend me.”
That was, after all, the ultimate reason he’d summoned Ra In here today.
“Haah…”
Ra In let out a deep sigh and lowered her head. She was already struggling to defend herself—how could he ask her to defend someone else…?
“I’ve been disciplined and expelled. I won’t even be allowed to practice law for the next three years.”
“I know.”
Song Kang replied as if it were no big deal. What he needed was Prosecutor Jin Ra In’s reasoning. There were plenty of lawyers who could simply stand in court and deliver his arguments.
“And yet you still ask me…!”
Emotion surged up in Ra In, and she nearly raised her voice without realizing it. She steadied herself, calming her tone deliberately.
“More than anything, I intend to return to the prosecution.”
Ra In spoke, her eyes resolute. It was the last fragile thread of hope she clung to.
Song Kang couldn’t bring himself to tell her to give up—he feared what might become of her if she lost even that sliver of hope.
Moreover, burdened by guilt over how his own affairs had dragged her into this mess and cost her the prosecutor role she cherished so deeply, he desperately wanted her to reclaim her place.
Beyond that, he also hoped they could work together moving forward.
“I believe Prosecutor Jin Ra In will find a way back somehow. If that’s true, shouldn’t you come inside Taesung? After all, defense and investigation are just a hair’s breadth apart.”
There were cards Ra In couldn’t play while she was still a prosecutor—but now that she wasn’t, there was no reason to hold back.
If she accepted his proposal, he intended to grant her full authority to investigate every corner of Taesung as she saw fit.
“I’m prepared to open up everything Taesung has, if that’s what Prosecutor Jin Ra In wants. And with that information, I’ll make sure you find your way back into the prosecution.”
Ra In sensed his sincerity once again in his words. She understood what he was trying to say—but she still wasn’t fully convinced she should accept his offer.
Na Song Gang—could she really trust him? That was a separate question from his innocence.
She knew she couldn’t judge someone’s trustworthiness after just a few meetings—but somehow, she felt she could rely on him. And the words he spoke now didn’t sound at all like idle promises.
“I’ll handle whatever can be stopped with capital. You handle whatever needs to be stopped with the law. What do you say?”
Ra In pondered carefully. She understood the part about the law, but she couldn’t quite grasp what he meant by “money” blocking things.
“That sounds a bit abstract. What exactly do you mean?”
He was relieved she’d asked. He’d been worried she might just brush off what he was saying.
“Didn’t you just say you wanted to return? Don’t you need the power to carve out a path back?”
Ra In’s eyes clouded. Power… that word again. Was he referring to that very authority? The Chief Prosecutor’s earlier words came rushing back, turning her stomach.
“So you’re offering to buy my way back with money?”
Song Kang sensed the sharp edge in her question. He pulled his chair closer to her.
Ra In flinched but quickly straightened her posture, feigning composure.
“I’m not talking about buying lies with money. Do you really think it’s shallow to acknowledge that the ability to mobilize people or draw out information stems from capital? It’s just how things work in a capitalist society. And since I’m someone who operates freely within that system, I’ll use that power my own way.”
Ra In finally understood—and relaxed slightly. Among all the wealthy people she’d met, he was the first who didn’t leave her with a bad impression.
Her initial instinct—that he seemed like an upright person—now felt confirmed, and her tense nerves eased a little.
“I’ll find the crucial lead needed to clear Prosecutor Jin Ra In’s name, which was twisted by dirty money. And you, in turn, will solve my case—one where I’m powerless within the legal system. Doesn’t sound like a bad deal, does it?”
“How exactly will you—Mr. Na Song Gang—”
She genuinely wanted to know, but her interrupted question came across as blunt in his ears.
Song Kang didn’t want to spell out that the version of him she saw during her summons was far from his full self. Instead, he just smiled.
“I think I can protect at least one Prosecutor Jin Ra In, no matter what it takes—as long as you become my ally.”
Song Kang always repaid those who’d shown him loyalty.
If Ra In accepted his offer, ensuring she’d never fall into such trouble again was both an obligation and a matter of pride.
Song Kang released Ra In’s hand, which he’d been holding tightly, and extended his for a handshake.
“Let’s trust each other this once.”
Ra In stared at his outstretched hand, caught in inner turmoil. Yet for some inexplicable reason, she wanted to take it. She’d never relied on anyone’s help before—it felt unfamiliar, even frightening.
After a long struggle, she finally reached out her pale, slender hand and grasped his large one. It wasn’t a rational choice—it was her heart pulling her forward.
Only three seconds after her hand settled into his did it truly sink in for him. A satisfied smile finally spread across his face.
“We’ll arrange your new whereabouts in secret and inform you shortly. We’ll finalize the contract on the day we meet again. Feel free to propose any terms you like.”
Ra In’s head filled with question marks at Song Kang’s sudden mention of a contract.
“A contract? What do you mean…?”
“Businesspeople prove every arrangement with a written contract.”
As a legal professional, Ra In understood the legal weight of contracts—and hesitated.
“Do you really think I’d include clauses demanding you surrender your body or sign something akin to a slave contract? At the very least, we need to specify in writing that everything discussed here remains strictly confidential.”
Ra In gave a small nod to show she understood. Then, noticing they were still holding hands, she quickly pulled away, embarrassed.
When had they gotten so close again? She glanced at him with wide, startled eyes like a frightened rabbit—then immediately looked away.
Her gaze landed on the back of her hand, which still burned—not just from hot tea, but from many other meanings as well.
She understood logically why Na Song Gang was approaching her this way—but emotionally, she still couldn’t drop her guard.
The sound of her chair scraping back broke the silence. As Ra In stood up, he rose too. She deliberately avoided meeting his eyes—she didn’t want him to see how flushed her face had become.
Song Kang looked down at her for a long moment. Standing this close, the height difference between them seemed at least two fists wide.
He almost laughed out loud at her unexpectedly innocent appearance—earlobes glowing red, unable to lift her head.
He didn’t laugh, but a smile bloomed across his face. He grew even more curious about her true self.
“If we’re done with business for today, I’ll be going now.”
Ra In hurried out of the room. She quickly stepped into the elevator, pressed ‘1’, and shut the doors. She fanned her face to cool the heat rising within, but it wouldn’t subside easily.
“Whew…”
Ra In exhaled sharply through pursed lips and looked up to glare at the innocent ceiling. The moment the elevator reached the first floor, she walked briskly out.
She considered taking a taxi, but decided a walk might do her good—she needed time to clear her head, even if she’d catch a cab soon anyway.
Anxiety crept in—about her unjust dismissal, and the fear that even if legally justified, those who controlled the law might still fight dirty to keep her out.
But if Na Song Gang kept his promise and held them back, might she really return to the prosecution legally…?
Ra In shook her head hard, trying to snap back to her senses—desperately reaching for the thread of rationality she’d lost.
How could she possibly trust Na Song Gang…?!
If he ever used his influence in ways she didn’t approve of, he’d be no different from those despicable people she so loathed—the Chief Prosecutor or the Head of Legal Affairs.
Of course, he’d claimed he wouldn’t abuse his power—but still…
Once… no, twice…
Come to think of it, they’d only met three times. And in all three meetings, he’d never spoken carelessly.
“Ah… I don’t know.”
Ra In hadn’t walked far before turning toward the nearest taxi stand.
***
Song Kang entered his home, walked straight to the fridge, and pulled out a bottle of water. The fact that he didn’t head straight to the shower held great significance for him.
He wasn’t outright obsessive—but he did lean toward compulsiveness.
Whenever he’d faced something tense or especially unpleasant, he always stripped off his clothes the moment he got home and headed straight for the shower. But today, he had enough peace of mind to simply drink some water and catch his breath.
He drank contentedly, then headed to the shower. As warm water cascaded over his body, the day’s fatigue seemed to melt away completely.
Wrapped in a robe, drying his hair with a towel, Song Kang walked into the living room and sat on the sofa. Though he’d just showered, he could almost smell her distinct scent lingering in the air.
Maybe I should’ve offered to drive her home…
He took out his phone and opened the messages app.
—How was your day…
—Is your hand okay…
He typed out a few brief check-ins, then deleted them repeatedly—until he finally put the phone down. All he truly wished was that Prosecutor Jin Ra In wouldn’t change her mind.
He knew she wasn’t the type to act lightly—if she’d taken his hand, she likely wouldn’t easily retract her word or pretend nothing happened. But you never knew. Still, he wanted to believe in her.
Pushing distracting thoughts aside, he called Attorney Cha Hae In—there was a mountain of preparations needed to welcome Ra In.
He didn’t forget anything: from gathering Taesung documents to hand over, to arranging a separate office space in case she found it uncomfortable walking directly into Taesung.
—Director, I’ll send you the revised contract right away.
“Wait. Let me review it once more. Anything Prosecutor Jin Ra In might criticize?”
The contract was the most crucial element. He could clearly picture her meticulously dissecting every clause, pinpointing hidden traps, and filing sharp complaints.
He was already anxious she might scrap everything right before signing. That’s why he’d stripped the contract of anything that might unsettle her and kept only essential cooperation terms and confidentiality clauses.
His primary goal right now was simply getting her to sign—everything else could be addressed step by step afterward.
Thanks to Attorney Cha Hae In’s smooth cooperation, preparations for the contract with Ra In wrapped up well. Yet for some reason, Song Kang spent the night tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
It began with the desperate wish to make this agreement with her a reality—but now, an indescribable anticipation and fluttering excitement had joined in, keeping him wide awake.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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