“I’ve never tasted such delicious food!”
Taeein smirked at Jeong-ri’s compliments.
“Lies. You’re Director Min’s granddaughter.”
As if caught lying, Jeong-ri giggled awkwardly. Taeein couldn’t help but burst into laughter, seemingly unable to do anything about it.
Nokhyun had lunch with Cheolhan after a long time. It didn’t feel awkward since there had been times when they had meals for work.
Unlike before, Cheolhan, who used to have only skin left due to hospital food, had gained weight.
Even that annoyed and awkward Nokhyun.
“It’s time to return to work.”
“Your body isn’t fully recovered yet.”
Nokhyun replied emotionlessly with a cold expression.
“Your mother’s surgery…”
Cheolhan had never asked about Mora. Mora had always been beyond Cheolhan’s interest.
“You’re curious about everything. Oh, wait a moment.”
Cheolhan, who was moving chopsticks, flinched at those words.
As if forgetting, he hastily took a picture of the food with his phone camera and sent it to Taein.
Chulhan was surprised by his usually unusual son’s appearance.
Nokhyun, who noticed that, opened his mouth as if there was no other choice.
“My wife might be curious.”
“Ah, my wife.”
Chulhan heard about the events that took place while he was lying down through Director Kim. Among them were stories about Taein and Nokhyun. It was a story more dramatic than a drama.
“The reason I called you today is…”
“Speak.”
Nokhyun responded dryly as he looked at his phone. Chulhan couldn’t easily continue speaking and hesitated. It was a different demeanor than before he collapsed.
“These days, Jiwoon has been spending time outside.”
“Yes, because there’s no one at home.”
Nokhyun gave paid leave to the employees who took care of the house. If Yuran and Jiwoon disappeared from the house forever, he intended to call them again.
Yuran and Jiwoon, who liked to socialize, couldn’t stand the empty house and were living in a hotel.
That didn’t seem pitiful at all to Nokhyun. Yuran and Jiwoon were enjoying a luxurious life in a room that cost more than 20 million won per night.
“It would be faster to catch Director Kim than me.”
“That’s true, but…”
Chulhan made a difficult expression in an unexpected response. He had been a person who had boldly raised his head and walked around confidently, having committed adultery and abandoned his family.
Staring at his expression, Nokhyun raised one eyebrow.
“But doesn’t Director Kim resemble Kang Jiwoon? Especially the eyebrows and nose.”
At Nokhyun’s question, Chulhan made a surprised face. It was an expression as if he had been stabbed.
“Especially the eyebrows and nose.”
Nokhyun pointed to her eyebrows and nose. Director Kim and Jiwoon had eyebrows that stood out and noses that resembled arrowheads.
Kim Director’s father, who wrote Nokhyun’s grandfather’s biography, was the same.
The reason Chulhan tried to hire a gene tester was also because of the appearance of the two. At first, he thought it was absurd, but suspicion grew day by day.
Staring at Chulhan’s embarrassed expression, Nokhyun raised one eyebrow.
Chulhan tried to request a paternity test for the reason that it was because of the appearance of the two people. Initially, he thought it was absurd, but suspicion grew day by day.
Nokhyun, who was silently observing Chulhan’s embarrassed expression, took out documents from the inner pocket of his suit and placed them on the table.
When Chulhan tried to take it, Nokhyun grabbed the documents.
“The reason my father almost died is this.”
The gazes of the two collided in the air. At that tense moment, Nokhyun smiled and let go of the documents. Chulhan, with a dubious expression, checked the documents.
It was a paternity confirmation document for Director Kim and Jiwoon.
“You found out before me.”
Chulhan’s face was reddened as if he had been caught for something he didn’t want to be revealed.
Chulhan, who had many doubts, had conducted a paternity test on Jiwoon before bringing him home. At that time, the results matched, so he didn’t doubt much. He thought he would test again. He felt pathetic for being fooled by manipulated documents.
“The person my father most wanted to wake up was me.”
Nokhyun had prepared for the moment when Chulhan woke up.
“So, you’ve been waiting to see me in this state.”
“Well, maybe.”
Nokhyun smirked with a bitter expression.
It was satisfying to see the face of his father, who looked resentful as if he had been the victim, despite being the one who caused it.
Not even a hint of sympathy was felt.
After a short sigh, Nokhyun spoke.
“Kang Jiwoon killed someone. A twenty-year-old girl.”
Nokhyun had finally found the body in the video that had threatened Hwang Isa and the other directors.
He also learned that the girl was in a romantic relationship with Jiwoon.
Thanks to the wiretap secretly placed in Chulhan’s hospital room, he was able to catch confirmation.
While spending time with his lover at Yuran’s villa, Kang Jiwoon drugged and murdered a woman. Unable to make his son a murderer, Yuran devised a plan to make it look like the directors killed the woman. The method of handling the body and the plan were meticulous. Even if Jiwoon hadn’t whined in Chulhan’s coma room, it might not have been exposed.
“I plan to reveal it soon. Will you watch as the stock price plummets due to the owner’s risk? Or will you hand over all authority and shares to me and protect HK?”
Nokhyun asked with a sly smile, resembling Chulhan.
Chulhan hesitated. Would he hand it over or have it taken away?
What he considered as precious as life, HK, was about to be taken away by none other than his son. Despite acknowledging Nokhyun’s achievements, Chulhan had never once thought of handing it over to him.
It wasn’t just about losing the company. Nokhyun declared that he would take everything from Chulhan, including the authority as a father. Of course, Chulhan was the one who abandoned the family first.
Chulhan asked reluctantly.
Nokhyun, who had arrogantly clenched his fists, sneered. Then, in an instant, he collected all his expressions and opened his mouth.
“There’s no way.”
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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