“There’s no way to handle it lightly.”
Ju-hwan started protesting, but Hyukjoo interrupted him.
— Wait, you’re my brother-in-law!
“Do you have the qualification to say that? Think about it with your hand on your heart. Were you a father that Eunsoo wouldn’t be ashamed of? Were you a good husband to your deceased mother-in-law?”
Hyukjoo hung up the phone. Then he instructed his secretary to block any further calls from President Oh Ju-hwan.
With a furrowed brow, he stood up and looked out the window.
In the morning, the sky, which seemed like it would pour rain at any moment, was unexpectedly wide open, as bright as ever.
“What the, what is this!”
Ju-hwan breathed heavily with a disheveled face.
He threw his phone onto the sofa, but his anger didn’t subside. He crumpled a paper with plans on how to ask Hyukjoo for help, uttering harsh words.
Startled by the sudden commotion, Jugyeong, who was in the room, came out with a puzzled expression.
“Why are you like this?”
“This damn guy is lecturing me! A guy not much different from me is acting all high and mighty.”
Ju-hwan pounded the table with his fist. With his fist striking the thick marble tabletop, he soon let out a scream.
“Aaargh! Ugh, nothing goes right!”
Jugyeong, seeing Ju-hwan, whose face turned as red as his fists, suppressed laughter that seemed about to burst.
After a while, she pretended to be thinking and casually threw in some advice.
“The prosecutor is calling; you should go. I know someone who got the same thing as you. If you answer calmly to the questions in front of the prosecutor, they won’t call you again.”
“Really?”
“Of course. And if anything goes wrong, you can hire a famous lawyer. Right?”
“That’s right!”
Ju-hwan made a clicking sound with his thumb and index finger.
Then, he suddenly remembered words he had heard somewhere before, like a passing breeze. Once, when he happened to visit a fortune-teller, the fortuneteller had said something.
The fortune of Eunsoo’s deceased mom was full of wealth, as well as good fortune in relationships, and various kinds of blessings. He had doubted the fortune-teller’s words at first, but as time went by and his wealth increased, he thought the fortune-telling might be accurate.
He didn’t believe in superstition, but he couldn’t deny that things went well when Eunsoo’s mom was by his side. So, even though she had been bedridden for a long time, he never divorced her.
If he legally separated, he felt like all his luck would disappear.
Could it be that I encountered this sudden hardship not by chance?
“Is there anything left of Hyeyeon’s belongings at home?”
“Why are you suddenly looking for the things of the deceased? I told you. The fortuneteller, Yonghan, said that Oh Juhwan’s success is because Eum Hyeyeon’s fortune is good.”
“Again with that story? Ugh, if I hear it ten more times, it’ll be the hundredth.”
Rolling her eyes, Jugyeong went into the room.
If her fortune was so good, she should have a husband right away.
It was an endless fortune telling.
Mumbling to herself, Jugyeong became curious about how Ju-hwan would react if she sold this apartment, took the money, and disappeared.
“Eum Hyeyeon died, so maybe that luck is gone. Who knows.”
Jugyeong pulled out the family register from the depths of the closet. It was a clean house without a single common bank debt, even though she had hastily put it up for sale; she could probably get at least 1 billion won.
“That darn horoscope made me not even divorce, and now I’ve even done a blind date with someone who’s not in my fate. At least I should get alimony.”
Jugyeong pursed her lips against the family register.
Watching a broadcast showing her face, Yeonji couldn’t help but feel delighted. She looked like an angel in a lace-adorned dress. With her hair tied in half and a ribbon pin made of sky-colored chiffon, her hairstyle exuded a pure atmosphere.
“Everyone is going crazy.”
She couldn’t stop laughing at the constant increase in followers and the flood of direct messages without a break.
“As expected, broadcasting is amazing.”
Yeonji now felt like she had become a top star. Compliments on how pretty she was continued to appear in her feed.
“I should add that I appeared on a broadcast to my profile.”
Holding her phone, she quickly edited her profile. Just before pressing the complete button, she added the name of the Canadian school she had mentioned in the broadcast.
[Graduated from S College Floral Design Department]Adding the school name along with her appearance on a major morning program made her look exceptionally impressive.
“What’s this?”
As soon as she changed her profile, a comment appeared on her most recent post.
“I also graduated from that school! It’s amazing!”
Reading the comment, Yeonji squinted her eyes. She bit her lip once and then let go.
“What should I reply?”
Although she tried to pretend not to know, she thought it would be better to express her joy at meeting someone from the same school.
Nice to meet you, she left a short greeting in the comments, narrowing her eyes with a nervous look. She hadn’t expected someone who went to the same school to show up so directly.
Since she lived in Canada, it was a school she had wanted to attend. Due to the requirements, including an English proficiency test score she had never heard of, she couldn’t even submit an application.
“Why did you happen to go to that school?”
Yeonji looked anxiously at the comments but soon shook her head.
“It’s not even a real school, just a certificate program. Do I have to explain it in detail? It’s nothing special.”
She decided not to make a big deal out of it.
S College in Canada was just a college in name, aiming to issue work visas. Another comment asking how many years she attended appeared. Yeonji quickly pressed the keys on her phone keypad with an annoyed expression.
“About three years ago, I guess?”
Yeonji smiled subtly.
Having seen the school building and even received counseling from a local study abroad agency for admission, she was now under the illusion that she had actually attended the school she had written in her profile.
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
