“Wow, I feel so wronged. I’ve been so sincere in my work!”
Indignant at being reduced to just this after staunchly holding down the challenging role of being Kwon Jun Hwi’s secretary at Ro & Yul, Yeon Woo quickly retorted.
“If you feel wronged, don’t unnecessarily befriend just anyone.”
“Unnecessary? Chief Kang helps me a lot!”
“Just flaunting for lending a company’s laptop, huh.”
What’s with this childish conversation?
But it was too late to change the already diverted conversation.
“I’ll just leave the situation room then. Since all I know is to build connections.”
“Leaving because there’s no man you want to befriend?”
“Ah, Attorney. Really!”
Choosing only the annoying words to say!
Despite the petty bickering, the elevator silently ascended to the 17th floor with them.
Phew. Unknowingly, Yeon Woo sighed in front of her direct superior.
As the office got closer, her heart felt rough and gritty like sand.
“The situation room will be over in a week, so hang in there a bit longer.”
Jun Hwi offered a surprisingly comforting remark after hearing Yeon Woo’s sigh.
“Yes. But human relationships are harder than work.”
“Because of Attorney Hong Yu Kyung? She often cries. Don’t worry about it.”
“Really? I didn’t know she was that sensitive.”
In that case, it was somewhat relieving.
But how did he know so much about Attorney Hong? Yeon Woo’s head tilted in curiosity.
“She’s not sensitive. Hong Yu Kyung is quite outspoken.”
How did he know that?
“She would curse while crying every time I rejected her confessions.”
“What?”
Despite the day’s incredible events, his last revelation was so shocking that everything else, including the laptop and Cha Han Bin, evaporated from Yeon Woo’s mind.
“You mean you called the person you rejected to work in the same team, face to face?”
Such a cruel man!
“She’s competent. Attorney Hong graduated top of her law school.”
“That’s unfortunate. I should be nicer to Attorney Hong.”
Suddenly, Jun Hwi sharply turned his head, seemingly triggered by something.
“Why is that unfortunate? You’re not jealous, are you?”
“Not at all. Why should I be jealous?”
For a moment, his demeanor seemed slightly deflated, reminiscent of a deflated Siberian Husky.
“If we’re talking unfortunate, the person who rejected my confession is also in the same space right now.”
“When did I reject you? I just haven’t answered.”
“Oh really? When will you answer then?”
Just in time, the elevator reached the 17th floor, rescuing Yeon Woo from her predicament.
As the doors opened, she quickly switched to a business-like demeanor.
“Attorney Kwon, I have a brief errand to run, so I’ll excuse myself first.”
In the supply room.
Yeon Woo, looking through the equipment ledger, pressed her throbbing temples.
‘Here we go again.’
In the last three months, there was only one place that had borrowed wireless mice. Attorney Cha Han Bin’s office. And not just one, but all 15 on the 17th floor.
Just like with the quick service incident, how should one interpret the recurring presence of Cha Han Bin? If only there were definitive evidence, it would have eased the discomfort of these vague suspicions.
Nevertheless, it’s high time to really tighten up mentally.
“Don’t trust people too much,” they say.
…That advice, too, was from none other than Cha Han Bin.
But how many times did Hong Yu Kyung confess to him that it’s common knowledge she often cries? As relatively peaceful days continued, Yeon Woo’s mind was filled with unpleasant thoughts intertwining Kwon Jun Hwi and Hong Yu Kyung.
Did she confess in his office? There was a time she visited to discuss a draft proposal.
At a company dinner? But Kwon Jun Hwi rarely attended such events.
Whatever the case, it seemed they must have spent meaningful time together at least once, enough for her to have cried.
No matter how unsentimental he was…
“He must have consoled her, at least a bit.”
Thinking this, Yeon Woo’s eyes naturally fell on Attorney Hong Yu Kyung, sitting diagonally across from her.
Her petite and lovely figure captured Yeon Woo’s gaze.
“…”
Her yellow floral chiffon blouse, evoking spring, was truly beautiful and complemented her neatly tied ponytail and slender facial lines.
Yeon Woo felt envious. With her round face, she never dared to try such a style.
Ironically, today Yeon Woo was wearing a cream blouse and black skirt, looking plain in comparison to the vibrant yellow floral pattern.
Suddenly, she couldn’t understand why Hong Yu Kyung was increasingly on her mind.
Just when Yeon Woo’s self-esteem was digging deep down,
“Attorney Hong Yu Kyung, could we talk for a moment? Assistant Kim, please project the material on the beam projector,” Kwon Jun Hwi’s sudden call brought her back to reality.
“This is what Attorney Hong recently found. It appears the executives of R Motors were directly involved in the technology leak.”
A quiet murmur of admiration spread through the office.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
