She hid behind the head nun and burst into tears. She had laughed so beautifully just now.

[Oh, Eunjo seems to be still shy. Isn’t that right?]

Eunjo. The name is Eunjo.

[Will you give us bread, Sister?] [How did you know, our clever one! Want to go together?] [Yes, I want to go together.]

The boy clearly and resolutely conveyed his intention, and they walked awkwardly with teary steps together.

But… it was worse than expected.

The baby girl was the biggest crybaby Jaeha had ever seen!

Tears streamed down like a faucet, and eventually, even the doll she had been holding was dropped, and she wailed loudly.

In a scene that wasn’t a one or two-time occurrence, the head nun showed a somewhat indifferent appearance, but for some reason, Jaeha couldn’t do that.

He had shed a tear when he saw a puppy with a broken leg from being hit by a car a while ago. Again… he felt the same way as then.
Unintentionally, I crossed over to the other side of the table and wiped away the girl’s tears.

With already swollen eyes, she cried loudly, repeatedly calling, “Mom—Mom,” but her appearance was pitiful and beautiful at the same time.

It felt strange.

[Nun, wealthy people like Sean never cry, right?]

Jaeha said while looking at the girl, who was undoubtedly someone uninterested and certain that no one would wipe away or say anything about her tears.

[Who? Ambassador Sean Alexis? The ambassador from the United States?] [Yes, he told me to call him Sean. And adults say Sean is very wealthy.] [Hmm [Dash] In my thoughts, the ambassador seems to be happy even if he’s not wealthy. But [Dash] well…]

It wasn’t because the clever one didn’t know, and Jaeha understood that the nun was carefully choosing her words.

If you have a lot of money, you wouldn’t abandon your child.

With a lot of money, there would be no separation or tears.

[I’m going to become wealthy. I’ll become wealthier than Sean.] [Then! Our clever big~ wealthy one will help these younger siblings here, right? Sure thing!]

Perhaps feeling a loss of spirit, the crying girl, who had calmed down, was listening to the conversation between the two.

Jaeha quickly picked up a fork and handed it to the small hand.

He wanted to call her Eunjo [Dash] a pretty name, but it felt a bit embarrassing.

[Try it, it’s really delicious.]

It was June 20, 2002.

“Surprise!”

Thinking the house was empty, Eddie and Yeo Yeon-kyung were in the house.

Yeon-kyung, who greeted the homeowner couple warmly, seemed exhausted. However, Jaeha’s face was already crumpled.

“Didn’t someone say to get rid of the dull energy so that it doesn’t look like a new house? Who told someone to make such a mess?”

Welcome home [Dash] there were long and colorful garlands on the wall, and balloons with ribbon tails were floating in the air.

“Wow!!”

Unlike Jaeha, Da-on, who shouted with enthusiasm, ran towards balloons that could be fixed.

“Hul [Dash] Eddie, am I right? Clients who don’t appreciate others’ efforts should be dropped, and I think I should work with Yun Da-on now.”

“Please come in, we’ve been filling the fridge, but we’ll be going out soon.”

“Yeah, go out and go on a date or do something better, please.”

“Oppa, why are you like this [Dash].”

Eunjo gently restrained Jaeha.

“What?? Oh, Oppa, you say?? Awesome!!!”

Looking at Jaeha as if teasing him, Yeon-kyung opened her mouth wide.

“Hey, don’t make a fuss……”

“Eunjo-ssi [Dash] No, should I call you Unni now? Wow, it’s been so long! I want to hug you [Dash] that [Dash].”

Because of Yeon-kyung, who hesitated, Eunjo burst into laughter. It was undoubtedly different from the last time they saw each other.

“Hugging won’t cause any trouble!”

Eunjo hugged her first.

“Thank you so much. I’m looking forward to how you decorated the house this time. I want to see it right away… Can we eat something together for now?”
“Ah, right! Eunjo said she wants to eat spicy steamed chicken. You know where, right? Please place an order.”

Just a moment ago, she had disappeared [Dash] now, as Jaeha took off his outerwear, Yeonkyung cast a glance in his direction.

While Eunjo and Yeonkyung were sharing a conversation, they slowly enjoyed the spicy steamed chicken.

Jaeha, planning to wash and put Daon to sleep, went upstairs after finishing his meal first, and Eddie was in the midst of clearing away the scattered party supplies at Jaeha’s request.

Watching Eddie expertly pop balloons with a burst of air, Eunjo, who had been observing him, suddenly called out to him.

“Hey, Secretary Kang.”

“Just call me Eddie, or else I’ll have to call you the lady of the house.”

“Eddie, I have a favor to ask. It’s about Kwon Jaeha. He doesn’t know.”

“Do we already have a secret? What about me? Should I leave the room?”

“No, it’s not a problem as long as Yeonkyung knows…….”

Eunjo glanced briefly at the stairs leading to the second floor.

“Speak. I’ve been laughing all this time, and suddenly you’re making a serious face, making me nervous.”

Eddie, who had stopped what he was doing, approached the two women.

Putting down the chopsticks and taking a sip of cola, Eunjo quickly conveyed what she wanted to say.

Ask him about his parents without him knowing. She just found out that there’s someone who wants to make this request. After knowing the results, help her decide whether to inform him or not.

“Please help, Eddie, and Yeonkyung too. We’re like family, right?”

Eddie, who understood everything at once, nodded.

“Why don’t the three of us work together?”

Jaeha appeared,

“Oppa, come quickly! Let’s all play together, okay?”

Eunjo smiled brightly.

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