Even though she had a small frame, she had the power of a tiger. Chairman Park, who no one took lightly, was utterly defeated in front of her grandson.
Without a word, Jung Hyuk ascended the stairs to the second floor. Pushing open the door to his room, he headed straight to the dressing room.
He paused in loosening his tie and slowly looked around the spacious room. The room, which he was returning to after several months of living independently, felt unfamiliar.
After all, it was a room he hardly returned to since studying abroad at the age of sixteen.
Nonetheless, thanks to Chairman Park’s consistent instructions for its upkeep, both the bedroom and the dressing room were spotless.
Seeing that, one had to admit the old woman was passionate. It said something that she had maintained a room with no owner in such a way for nearly 20 years.
The food spread on the table was overly abundant and extravagant for two people.
Wearing hygienic gloves, Chairman Park personally applied the fish sauce and put it on Jung Hyuk’s rice, asking,
“Is the work at the company manageable?”
“Yes.”
Jung Hyuk, who answered shortly, scooped up some rice and chewed. His manner of eating, calm and leisurely, was quite polite.
“Grandmother. That.”
“You want the pumpkin leaf wrap?”
Chairman Park spread out the wellsteamed pumpkin leaf and put rice and seasoned sauce on it. When she rolled it up and put it in his mouth, he ate it up like a baby bird.
The boy, usually unbearably picky outside, was a playful one when in front of his grandmother.
Chairman Park knew it. He knew that entertaining the boy was her sole pleasure, and he could not deny her that.
A sudden surge of pity swept over her as she lovingly stroked her grandson’s head while he ate.
Such a pitiful thing.
The Cha family had been prestigious for generations. Among the illustrious line, the only fourthgeneration descendant was Jung Hyuk.
The company founded by the fatherinlaw had been inherited by his soninlaw, but unfortunately, he had passed away at a young age due to an accident.
It was just after Jong Soon had turned thirty.
Fortunately, they had a son, but he was too young, and Jong Soon assumed the head position. She planned to keep it until the son grew up and then pass it on to him.
However, the only son left the house. Saying he had no interest in management and wanted to do something else.
No matter how she cajoled or scolded him, he would not listen.
Eventually, she even put him under surveillance in his room, but he began to waste away. Nothing worked.
Her son slowly withered. It seemed he would die. So, she let him go. Let him live as he wished.
She gave up. She couldn’t let her son die.
Losing her husband and then her son, Jong Soon became even more resilient. She divided her time into seconds and threw herself even more into company affairs.
The woman who thus expanded a few subsidiaries into over a dozen and grew the company into the topranked business was now Chairman Park.
Around seven years might have passed. Her son, who had cut off contact, reappeared, looking like a patient, with this young child’s hand in his.
She raised the grandson entrusted to her with utmost care.
Such a pitiful thing. Hiding her sympathy, she brutally trained him as the successor of the corporation.
But how goodnatured was the young one? Even when scolded harshly, he would stick to her, play pranks, and act cute. She couldn’t help but smile then.
His appearance was a spitting image of his father, but his personality was completely different. He was wellbehaved and never once disappointed Chairman Park or failed to meet her expectations.
He did well in his studies and had excellent grades. He also had a sense of duty to take responsibility for the company.
“Stay and sleep here tonight, okay?”
At his grandmother’s words, Jung Hyuk just nodded nonchalantly. Chairman Park, proud of such a grandson, felt her eyes welling up with tears of joy.
Whenever she had the illusion that she was seeing her son in him, who resembled his father so much, her eyes would quickly heat up.
A black sedan slid into the dark underground parking lot.
“We have arrived, Chairman.”
The driver’s voice resonated softly in the car. The woman who got out of the car walked haughtily to the elevator.
Kang Sun Young.
The wife of Chairman Oh Chul Jung of Han Song Group and the chairman of Han Song Educational Foundation.
Her husband was nearing his seventies, but Sun Young, still in her late forties, maintained her youth and beauty.
Sun Young arrived at the penthouse floor and brought out her card key, pressing it against the entrance. As soon as the entrance opened, clothing strewn about haphazardly came into view.
She walked with the clacking sound of her heels and opened the bedroom door, stopping in front of the bed.
Sighing at the sight of the messy bed and the lingering smell of alcohol, she called, “Hyun Ah, wake up.”
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
