“Ah, this isn’t right.”
Indeed, Director Ma, who had been waiting in the car in front of the company’s main gate, shook his head nervously.
The feeling wasn’t good when the man holding the big bouquet of flowers kept reflecting his image on the car window.
It was all because the owner of that bouquet was Miss Yoon Eun Jo.
Ma Jun Hee didn’t use the title ‘Madam’ for Eun Jo.
One of the biggest reasons was that she wanted to be referred to as Da On’s mother or by her name.
Above all, the relationship between Representative Kwon, Yoon Eun Jo, and Da On was quite ambiguous.
He had already learned about the American fiancée of his employer, Kwon Jae Ha, through preliminary research.
However, among wealthy men, there were many who had more than one ‘Madam.’ Judging from experience.
They live together, but she’s not a ‘Madam.’
There’s a child, but he doesn’t even know if he’s the son or not.
But the reason Representative Kwon Jae Ha hired him, just by looking at those blazing eyes.
He knew exactly what it was.
“I’m really curious.”
Though his title was director, Ma Jun Hee, who was practically the representative of the security firm [First], was a professional.
He never asks questions that can make anyone, regardless of gender or age, uncomfortable.
The most wonderful manner in the world is ‘the manner of pretending not to know.’
Adhering to these two principles was one of the many reasons why [First] accumulated high trust and popularity among the upper class.
However, having built a wall with the word ’emotion’ and lived for about 20 years.
Ma Jun Hee, who holds a total of 18th dan in martial arts including Taekwondo, Hapkido, Kong Soo Do, Kendo and others, is shaken.
Should he report this to his employer, who’s blindly in love?
“Should I report it, should I tell him.”
Is ignorance a blessing? Or is knowing power….?
Love is still hard for Ma Jun Hee. Having three children is a completely different issue.
But that huge bouquet was too much.
There surely couldn’t be many women who would be pleased with this.
Moreover, for Miss Yoon Eun Jo?
Just as expected, her face turned red when she glanced at me.
Ma Jun Hee gave a small nod, indicating he would wait.
.
.
“Why did you suddenly…?”
“It’s nothing really, I just thought we could go eat at a good restaurant nearby.”
For something that was ‘nothing’, the bouquet was too much. Eun Jo took another look around.
Fortunately, she didn’t see any familiar faces.
“……”
“If you really don’t want to, I can just leave, it’s no big deal. But you should take these. It would be a shame to discard such beautiful flowers.”
He smiled. His effort to appear unfazed was clearly visible.
She always had a bit of naivety about her.
She seemed like a person who could be easily swayed.
Eun Jo accepted the bouquet that Sang Yoon offered her.
That’s right, the beautiful flowers were not at fault.
It might as well be a vacation for a few days, why not enjoy it like one?
Having a meal with an acquaintance wasn’t a big deal.
Even Kwon Jae Ha would be having a good time she even had this thought, but she wanted to ignore why she thought this way.
“Just a moment.”
Sang Yoon watched her converse with a woman in a black suit as she moved away briskly.
“Let’s go, let’s get some food.”
“Really?”
He smiled broadly and promptly opened the passenger door.
As if he wanted to get her in quickly before she changed her mind.
‘Okane Japanese Cuisine.’
The place where Sang Yoon took Eun Jo was a sushi restaurant not far from the company.
A 50yearold traditional Japanese restaurant famous for its chewy gizzard shad. The two were led to a private individual room.
Eun Jo, who left the menu selection to him, drank her premeal tea while looking at the Japanesestyle garden visible through the window.
“Eun Jo, you may not remember, but we have eaten together a few times before. I remember you saying you liked seafood. That’s why I chose this place. The aged sashimi here is truly amazing.”
“We mostly ate with Ha Yoon. It’s true that I like seafood. Do you like sashimi?”
“I do. Isn’t it the best to have a glass of sweet sake while eating delicious food with such a good person? Oh, I also ordered sake, is that okay?”
“Yes, that’s fine.”
“You’re not the type to eat a lot. Let’s start lightly with seasonal sashimi, and when the sushi comes out, we can each have a warm cup of sake.”
“Okay.”
Eun Jo gave a small nod.
Contrary to her apprehension, she was relieved by Sang Yoon’s gentlemanly and neat behavior.
The conversation mainly revolved around food and daily life, light and not burdensome.
The salad and assorted seaweed to stimulate their appetites came out quickly, followed by Japanese pudding and steamed eggs in sequence.
“Enjoy it slowly. It’s delicious.”
Sang Yoon, who matched his pace with Eun Jo eating slowly, would occasionally smile faintly and nod his head without saying much.
Upon further thought, it was I who had drawn a clear line long ago, acting more coldly than necessary.
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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