When the lid of the luxury lighter was opened, a cheerful sound echoed. Seunghoon, leisurely crossing his legs, glanced at Hyuna on the opposite side, lighting a cigarette.
“Why are your hands like that?”
Pointing to her hands with light dressing, but instead of answering, Hyuna just sighed.
“Alright, what did you say?”
“Oh, just a moment.”
When Hyuna urged him, Seunghoon took out his mobile phone and manipulated the screen before handing it to her.
As Hyuna stared at the phone screen, her face gradually twisted. Watching her reaction, Seunghoon smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up.
“Really… is this woman?”
“Isn’t it fun?”
“This woman?!”
As Hyuna, who was scrutinizing the phone screen intensely, expressed suspicion, Seunghoon nodded his head with a nonchalant expression as if saying he was tired of answering.
“It’s unbelievable. How can such a woman…”
You might not believe it, but that’s the truth.
“So that’s it. I’ve told you several times.”
Now, looking tired of answering, Seunghoon just nodded his head in agreement.
“It’s unbelievable. How can a woman like her…”
The woman in the photo on the phone screen was hard to define with just one word.
The place that served as the background in several photos was mainly a narrow wooden platform in front of a small eatery called “Original Green Onion Pancake.”
The middle-aged woman sitting comfortably on the yellow wooden platform, chewing gum or fanning herself, seemed to watch people passing by as if it were a daily routine.
She favored purple rubber slippers and loose pants with fancy patterns, commonly referred to as ‘body-revealing pants,’ and there were also some pictures of her chatting with a few men.
“This can’t be! How can a woman like this be Joonhyuk’s mom!”
Hyuna, seething with anger, threw her phone. The woman in the pictures was overflowing with an unfamiliar vulgarity.
As my phone hit the wall and fell onto the sofa, Seunghoon sighed, picked up the phone, and said, “Hey, be careful. Is this yours? And it was so hard for me to find out about this, you know?”
Mumbling complaints, Seunghoon poured bourbon straight into a glass.
Regarding the birth of Cha Junghyuk, the heir to the Mingan Group, there was public knowledge.
Chairman Park Jongsoon’s illegitimate son, Cha Jaesung, had set up his own family early, and his wife was said to be a beautiful and college-educated Jewon. But fate played a cruel joke; Jaesung’s wife tragically passed away during childbirth.
The unfortunate events did not end there. The poor child, who lost his mother the moment he entered the world, lost his father to illness a few years later.
That was the extent of what the public knew. However, that was just a story written by Chairman Park Jongsoon.
Everyone in the house talked cautiously because they were afraid of Chairman Park’s mood, but there were many rumors within the family about Junghyuk’s birth mother.
As time passed, it seemed to be gradually forgotten, but recently, it had reached the point of spreading to the company.
There were videos and pictures circulating on the internet of a woman loudly claiming to have come to meet her son and making a fuss. Rumors spread quickly, even reaching the internal affairs.
Even though Seunghoon knew about the family matters, he tossed it to Hyuna, thinking she wouldn’t be able to use it anywhere.
“Send me the address and the information.”
“Sure, but what are you going to use that for?”
While pouring bourbon into Hyuna’s glass and expressing curiosity, Seunghoon revealed his intention. Hyuna, who drank the straight liquor in one go, frowned and replied, “I don’t know. Mom will find out soon.”
『Don’t you need to go to the hospital more?』
Sol’s worried voice came through the phone.
“I have to come because of the pepper field. What can I do?”
Deajeong, who came down to the Cheongju house with Jungae and Siu, made a call to Sol around sunset.
The reason for coming down to the countryside without notice was because Jungae stubbornly insisted on coming, saying she had to come because of the pepper field.
Since a heavy rain showered, it was certain that I would lose sleep worrying about the pepper field.
How could I overcome such stubbornness as a determination like a steel cord? It happened to be Friday, so Siu didn’t have kindergarten concerns, and when I came down abruptly, I was concerned about coming down without notice to Sol.
“You’ve had dinner. What time is it? I plan to go up after having lunch on Sunday. You’ve been here for only a week, and you’ll come to our house again next week.”
『That’s fine. Have a good time while you’re down there.』
“Yeah, I’ll call you when I go up.”
After finishing the call with Sol, Dajeong went downstairs under the wide porch and crossed over to the platform in the middle of the yard.
Siu, who had eaten dinner leisurely, lay on his grandmother’s lap, sound asleep.
It was amazing to come down to my in-laws’ house for the first time, and until dinner, I had been chasing after a place to sleep, making me tired enough.
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
