“I’m leaving too~ There are too many unpleasant faces here, and it’s a torture to eat. Especially being involved with our lovely siblings~ is so unpleasant!”
“Hey! Jaeyeong, what will you do if you leave!”
“I have nothing more to say.”
As Baek Jaeyeong quickly got up, Baek Sara glared at Chaeha with venomous eyes.
The affection that had been harbored in her heart for a long time was transforming into hatred with the flames she had spewed at this moment.
“I have nothing more to say either.”
Uttering a sullen word, Baek Sara also disappeared from their sight.
It was truly a humiliating situation, but Chaeha remained frighteningly composed. With a cold smile on his lips, he looked at Chairman Baek and his wife.
“There is still a lot of important talk, but the parties have left.”
“Important talk…? Is there something more to say?”
Chairman Baek, who had been filled with indignation, opened his mouth in anger.
“Unfortunately, I have to take over for you two. Let me tell you right away. Baek Jaeyeong had a child with Jung Secretary’s daughter, Jung Yoonseo.”
“…!”
This time, everyone’s mouths opened wide in shock. Seizing the opportunity, Chaeha drove the point home even more with the shock he brought.
“When we found out about this fact, we immediately demanded it be erased. We paid money and had a written agreement. In the end, it led to Yoonseo’s death.”
“W-Wait a minute…! What on earth are you talking about? Jung Secretary’s daughter…”
“She gave up her own life because of Baek Jaeyeong.”
Director Jin, who had been clenching his teeth with a sense of humiliation, caught his breath in the midst of Chaeha’s detailed revelation.
He knew she behaved recklessly and begged like a beggar, but he believed there would be no such problem.
It seems he had underestimated his children.
Chaeha, who had been suppressing his emotions calmly all along, stared at the two with a stern gaze.
“Your son and daughter may lack judgment, but at least the two of you should be different.”
“Look here, Mr. Chaeha. Instead of this… Well, how about the resort property? What if I give it to you?”
“I believe it has already been handed over to Myeonghan.”
“It’s still at the stage of not receiving establishment approval. I will somehow get it back, so…”
Psh, a cynical laugh escaped from Chaeha’s slanted lips.
“Chairman Baek. It seems you are misunderstanding something. I did not come here to make a deal.”
“…What did you say?”
“The choice is not yours, Chairman Baek. It’s mine.”
“…”
“Publicly apologize to my wife and Secretary Jung’s family.”
“Apologize…”
Chairman Baek’s complexion turned pale as the meaning of Chaeha’s demand, essentially asking for surrender, became apparent.
“Yes. If you do not do so, I cannot guarantee how I will act. My patience has long since passed its limit.”
“…”
The composed attitude was making their spines chill.
Then, Chaeha nonchalantly wiped his hands with a napkin, putting on a polite smile.
“I trust you will wisely judge which side will benefit Baek Yeong. Now, let’s have our meal.”
“…”
Naturally, there was no room for them to share a meal together as if nothing had happened.
It was like the worst dining situation in their lives.
“Oh? Great Dad!”
“You came?”
Uju, who noticed Chaeha entering through the door, happily ran towards him. Seolwon also stood up to greet him.
As always, Chaeha, holding Uju tightly, approached Seolwon with an affectionate smile.
“What were you doing, the two of you?”
“Oh, I was looking at this.”
Following Seolwon’s fingertips, Chaeha lowered his gaze, and there stood an apricot sapling taller than the last time, confidently growing.
After receiving plenty of sunlight and rain throughout the summer, it had grown well.
“Our Cosmic King tree has grown this much~ And the thorns have become even plumper!”
Joyfully chattering, Uju pointed at the cactus pot with his small hand.
Indeed, the cacti with name tags of the three people were in excellent condition, smoothly shining with a glossy texture.
“Our little one must be happy.”
“Yes! It grew well, so Uju is super excited~.”
With a light peck on the cheek of the cheerful child, Chaeha kissed him gently and then turned to Seolwon.
“How about our dear? Don’t you feel anything seeing the sapling grow?”
“…Feel something?”
For some reason, Seolwon’s pupils trembled at the strange question.
The image of Chaeha reflected in her clear, large eyes seemed like he was ready to devour her at any moment.
Ignoring the desire-filled gaze, Seolwon turned her gaze towards the apricot sapling.
“Well, I don’t know. Even if it has grown, it will still take a few more years to bear fruit properly. By the way, apricot flowers blooming in spring are so pretty… Apricots have a nice scent, and they taste good too…”
“Min Seolwon.”
“…Why?”
“Don’t act so cute so blatantly. You should know by now that the more you act like that, the crazier I become.”
“W-What are you talking about! We have Uju too…”
Looking at Uju, who was carefully examining the cactus, Seolwon subtly distanced herself from Chaeha.
However, that wasn’t enough for Chaeha.
Only stepping back a half step, he intensely stared at her.
Taking advantage of the situation, Seolwon subtly moved away from Chaeha.
Yet, he wasn’t going to let her go so easily.
Barely narrowing the distance between them again, he gazed intensely at her.
As if savoring the moment, Chaeha’s gaze lingered on Seolwon’s eyes, nose, and lips.
It was an intense gaze that always made her feel like flames were flickering.
Then, he leaned down to Seolwon’s ear and whispered languidly.
“So, it’s an even nicer timing now. Since everything is growing well.”
“…What?”
“How about it? It seems like the time to plant the sibling that Uju desires has come.”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
