It seemed like he was talking about the time when Yeonwoo smiled hard to overcome the awkwardness when she met him at the party earlier.

“I’m, I’m sorry.”

“There’s nothing to apologize for. It was just refreshing.”

······Come to think of it, the chairman had already seen Yeonwoo sitting next to Junhwi.

Maybe he was curious about who the person sitting next to his grandson was. Yeonwoo straightened up even more.

“You speak French quite well, don’t you?”

“No, I just understand a little.”

“What do you do?”

“I’m an office worker.”

“What company?”

“I work as a secretary at RoanYul Law Firm.”

“Ah, RoanYul. The gathering place for money spirits. Do you like money too?”
No, is the chairman of a large company calling someone a money spirit? Moreover, the way he said it sounded like, ‘Are you meeting Kwon Junhwi for money?’ So, Yeonwoo felt embarrassed alone.

“Oh, no. No.”

“Then, you don’t like money?”

“Huh? Oh, no, I like money! Well, I do like it! Not to the point of being a money spirit, though. It’s good to have, um, in a capitalist society, there’s no one who dislikes money.”

Ah. The chairman’s expression, both roundabout and sharp, somehow reminded Yeonwoo of Kwon Junhwi. She realized it too late.

He must be joking.

“Well. I’m just an ordinary office worker living by earning a salary diligently. Haha!”

“You’re an honest person.”

Ordinary. To call it ordinary. While repeating the words, the chairman stared at Yeonwoo again. His sharp eyes seemed to penetrate even to the essence.

So this is the charisma of the head of a large corporation.

It felt different from dealing with RoanYul’s representative. Yeonwoo was busy swallowing her dry saliva.

“What’s the standard for ordinary in your opinion?”

······Is it a difficult conversation about such a topic with my boyfriend’s grandfather?

Since earlier, the high-level questions that kept coming made her want to cry for some reason.

“In my opinion, being ordinary means not being outstanding in wealth or appearance, just being buried among the masses.”

Huh. Fortunately, the chairman answered first.

“If you apply that standard, you’re ordinary, Miss. You know your subject well.”

“Haha, yes. I think so too.”

As expected. Kwon Junhwi’s inherent arrogance and outspoken remarks were a family trait. Even in the midst of this, Yeonwoo realized something.

“But. Miss, about the cocktail you’re drinking. Do you know how much it costs?”

“Sorry. I don’t know much about alcohol.”

“Probably······ approximately 7 million won.”

Ah. Oh my goodness. What should I do? Did I unknowingly swallow something so expensive? A 7 million won one? Should I apologize now?

“Surprised?”

The chairman, who was watching Yeonwoo, who had turned pale, smiled faintly.

“It’s not about the superficial price; it’s about who you drink with that matters. If I calculate it by my hourly rate, this 30 minutes facing each other is roughly worth 7 million won.”

Phew. I thought my heart was going to fall out. Yeonwoo breathed a sigh of relief unknowingly.

The chairman, who laughed lightly, was somewhat······ irritating.

Correction. He was teasing.

Still, did Yeonwoo’s attentive listening please him? The chairman appeared noticeably more relaxed.

“Miss, choosing to drink a 7 million won drink that I picked out. Is that an ordinary person?”

“Uh······.”

“The world is relative. To someone right now, you might be a special person. Don’t you think so?”

What intention was behind those words? Not knowing how to react, Yeonwoo just fidgeted with her cocktail glass.

“Being humble is good. Since you seem to conform to the standard of being ‘ordinary’ by setting a strict line, I teased you a bit.”

Don’t fit yourself into the standard of ‘ordinary’ by drawing such clear lines, since to someone, you might be a special person.
The more Yeonwoo pondered the chairman’s words, the clearer Junhwi’s neat face came to mind. Exactly, the image of herself, who had collapsed due to pride and vented her anger like a tantrum, surfaced.

Kim Yeonwoo, who was trembling with shaky thoughts and unable to let go of the deck pillar, also came to mind simultaneously.

Just because he’s a chaebol third-generation and his ex-fiancée was an exceptional beauty. Why does that matter?

To Kwon Junhwi, who is receiving his unique affection in abundance, she is now the most special person.

From our own perspective, the uniqueness is already abundant.

Yeonwoo shook her head. Somehow, it felt like her face was turning red because of this mood.

“How can people be so one-dimensional? Even the ‘Emperor’ Han Junho, who can’t even open his cabin door, struggles in a world like this.”

“Oh, haha…”

“Is the old man’s nagging too much? Something that happened suddenly a while ago came to mind. My heart has become weaker in my old age.”

“What?”

That guy. Giving her such a troublesome task and muttering words she couldn’t understand. Clicking his tongue, Chairman Han Junho checked the time by lifting his wrist.

“It’s already become like this. You enjoyed it. I’m thankful even to the one who conversed.”

“I also had a pleasant time.”

“Then continue what you were going to do. Keep going on your way.”

After draining the remaining wine in one gulp, the chairman rose from his seat.

“Cheers.”

“······Thank you.”

It was a short but memorable conversation.

The chairman’s seemingly nonsensical words gathered in Yeonwoo’s ears like a window piercing through her worries. It felt like meeting a sage who could see through her thoughts. Do leaders of large corporations naturally have such insight?

Or maybe he already knows about the relationship between him and Yeonwoo? What’s certain is that the straightforward and straightforward words of the chairman approached like an inexplicable comfort.

Even after the chairman left first, Yeonwoo couldn’t easily get up.

‘Those were fitting words.’

A person who makes me, an ordinary person, special. A person who is special only to him. She wanted to gain the certainty of being that one special person.

And she realized. The certainty was already there. It was just momentarily obscured by anxiety.

Wouldn’t the certainty hidden by anxiety become clear when she meets him soon? Expectations arose.

‘But why did he wish me luck?’

Fight courageously? With whom and about what?

The question still lingered, but now it was really time to step forward. Yeonwoo finished the remaining martini and quickly stood up from her seat.

Her boyfriend must be waiting very eagerly.

Thus, unexpectedly finishing the adventure and returning to his room.

Bang, Yeonwoo’s back was pushed by the closed, cold cabin door. More precisely, it was touched by Junhwi’s hand that supported her back.

“The matter from earlier.”

The hasty kiss interrupted Yeonwoo’s words. His jacket, which he was holding, fell to the floor.

“Uh, by the way, a lawyer.”
As if not allowing even a momentary separation, his lips persistently interrupted Yeonwoo’s words.

Really, what should one do with such a difficult man?