The Heiress in Blue (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
“Master Gu has arrived.”
At the butler’s announcement, Yeon Hee, who had been joyfully chatting with the twins in the living room, leapt to her feet.
“Really? Has our Sanha come?”
The usually composed woman broke into a wide smile and hurried toward the entrance.
In contrast, Lee Seok and Lee Dam wore displeased expressions.
“What did you bring all this for?”
“I heard Lee Seok was promoted to executive vice president. I came to congratulate him.”
“Typical—my brother’s different. Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it.”
“Come on in quickly. Hurry.”
Yeon Hee’s voice rose gleefully as she greeted Sanha.
Hearing her cheerful chatter, Lee Dam remarked,
“Mom seems happier about Gu Sanha coming than about Oppa becoming executive vice president of Strategy.”
“Who wouldn’t think so? Anyone watching might assume that guy’s her real child.”
Though the twins were annoyed, they quickly softened their expressions and said,
“You’re here?”
“Yeah. Congratulations on becoming executive vice president of Strategic Planning.”
“Thanks.”
Lee Seok took the lavish flower basket Sanha offered and gave a perfunctory reply.
“But Father isn’t home, I see?”
Sanha sat down on the sofa.
Yeon Hee sat beside him and clasped his hand.
“He has a meeting today. He’ll be late.”
“I see.”
“I’m sorry.”
“For what?”
“It should’ve been you who got the Strategy position. I’m ashamed to even face you. But Father was so adamant…”
“I’m perfectly content with my current role. Just not getting fired is already a blessing.”
Sanha smiled.
Yeon Hee looked even more remorseful.
“Anyway, congratulations, Executive Vice President Gu Ui Seok.”
“Thank you.”
“Well then, I’ll be off now.”
“Already? It’s late—stay over.”
“I have work to do.”
Sanha headed toward the entrance.
Yeon Hee followed after him, her face filled with unmistakable regret.
“What’s the big deal?”
Shortly after Yeon Hee returned, Lee Dam said irritably,
“Your older brother came home after so long. Plus, I feel guilty.”
“Mom, really. You can’t hand such an important position to someone clearly out of their mind.”
“Why do you talk to Oppa like that?”
“Did I say anything wrong? And honestly, who calls him ‘Oppa’? I’ve only got one older brother.”
“Gu Ui Dam, I clearly told you to watch your words. Sanha is my son too.”
Lee Dam had no choice but to relent.
“…Sorry.”
“You two go upstairs now. Mom needs to rest as well.”
Looking upset, Yeon Hee went into the master bedroom.
Lee Seok and Lee Dam went up to the second floor.
“Why’d you bring that?”
Seeing Lee Seok carrying the flower basket, Lee Dam grew even more annoyed.
“Why? What for?”
Lee Seok walked to the window and opened it.
Then he hurled the flower basket out with all his strength.
“Oh, if that’s what it’s for, fine.”
“Right?”
They burst into laughter.
“Seriously, he’s got no pride. Does he really think it’s okay to carry around a basket congratulating his brother? If it were me, I’d die of embarrassment.”
“Exactly.”
“He’s definitely lost it.”
The twins laughed again, watching the flower basket lying on the ground below.
*
“Auntie didn’t bring that girl home for some other reason, did she?”
In the third living room on the second floor, known as the White Room,
Sofia’s comment made everyone turn to look at her.
“What do you mean?”
Jeong Mi asked.
“The group’s successor.”
“What nonsense are you spouting? We have In Pyo—what successor?”
“If not that, then why would Auntie bring her into this house?”
“She’s probably keeping her close just to torture her. You don’t know your aunt’s character? She’d never forgive anyone she dislikes—not even her own child.”
“Mom’s absolutely right.”
“Miss, don’t speak so carelessly.”
“Hey, what kind of way is that to talk to your sister-in-law?”
Jeong Mi scolded her immediately.
“Madam, there’s an old saying: ‘Blood is thicker than water.’ Look at the two of them—didn’t you flare up instantly over the young lady’s matter? And nobody can truly predict how people’s feelings might change.”
“What?”
“She’ll be staying in this house from now on. But people’s hearts can change if they keep seeing someone. What if, heaven forbid, Auntie suddenly realizes she has only one granddaughter?”
“Hey, would our older brother really do that?”
“No matter how much she hates her, Jeong Yeoreum is still Auntie’s only blood relative.”
“That’s true.”
It was In Pyo who spoke.
But Jeong Mi, displeased that he was defending Sofia, retorted,
“No. Your aunt isn’t the type to change her mind, no matter how much time passes. Her blood isn’t hot—it’s ice. Solid ice. And if she truly intended to make that girl PR Group’s successor, why go through all this subterfuge? Why not just bring her in openly?”
“Well, if that’s truly the case, we’re lucky. But Madam, relying solely on Auntie’s emotions is far too risky.”
Upon reflection, it wasn’t entirely wrong.
Jeong Mi asked,
“Then what should we do?”
Everyone looked at her.
Sofia spoke,
“We must make the difference between our family and me absolutely clear in her mind.”
“How?”
“Auntie’s already laid the groundwork. We just need to take it one step further. We’ll firmly imprint in that girl’s mind that we’re the masters—and she’s the slave.”
Ha Eun clapped her hands and said,
“I agree. Sister-in-law, that’s brilliant!”
“Madam, we must make her understand in no uncertain terms that we are her masters.”
“Masters?”
“Yes. We must utterly ignore her and train her like a slave—so she never even dreams of becoming PR’s successor.”
Jeong Mi gave a faint smile.
“Well, no need to keep an unnecessary burden around.”
“Do you agree?”
“Of course. Especially since this is for our son.”
“You’re absolutely right, Mom.”
“In that case, I’m confident too.”
Ha Eun replied as well.
“Then I’ll take it as the whole family’s agreement. Let’s go, dear.”
“Oh, right.”
Sofia and In Pyo bowed and left the living room.
Once the couple was gone, Ha Eun said,
“Look at that refined face saying such things. Seriously, she’s hopeless. Don’t you think, Mom?”
“That’s true enough. But she’s better than being stupid.”
“Well, that’s fair.”
Still, Ha Eun wore a displeased look.
“But do you know Jeong Yeoreum?”
“No.”
“Then why were you so startled when you saw her earlier?”
“She looked so unsophisticated.”
“Really?”
“Mom, honestly—I’d never know someone like her.”
Besides, it’d soon be resolved cleanly.
“It’s really nothing.”
Jeong Mi still looked uncertain, but Ha Eun insisted so firmly that she let it go.
“Chief Secretary Pyo.”
Chief Secretary Pyo, who had been standing like a shadow behind her, promptly stepped forward.
“Yes, Madam.”
“You heard everything?”
“Yes.”
“Make Jeong Yeoreum suffer as a maid relentlessly. Drill into her that she’s the lowest creature in this household—so much so that even watching us makes her knees tremble. Understood?”
“Understood.”
Watching Chief Secretary Pyo respond calmly, Jeong Mi said,
“Well, our Chief Secretary Pyo is an expert in this field. You were instrumental in driving out Kim Se Jin—the treasure of our household.”
“Thank you, Madam.”
“In any case, do your best. If you handle this well, I’ll give you Butler Park’s position.”
“I’ll work hard, Madam.”
“Good. Let’s give it our all.”
Jeong Mi and Ha Eun stood up, amused.
Once they left, Chief Secretary Pyo, who had been bowing, raised her head.
She gave a cold smile and muttered to herself,
“Poor thing. This time, Kim Se Jin—your daughter will fall into my hands.”
*
“Oh my.”
An employee stretching as she stepped out of her dorm room let out a startled cry.
Her colleagues behind her asked,
“What?”
“What’s that?”
She pointed toward a gaudy blanket spread out right in the middle of the hallway.
“What’s all this commotion about?”
Chief Secretary Pyo emerged from a nearby room and questioned them in a low voice.
“What? Look at that, ma’am.”
She, too, looked puzzled.
What in the world were those garish floral-patterned blankets doing sprawled so boldly across the hallway?
Chief Secretary Pyo approached them.
The other employees followed.
Once they recognized who was under the blankets, the staff collectively groaned in disbelief.
Yeoreum was lying face-up on the blanket, fast asleep in the middle of the hallway.
“She must’ve slept here last night. Goodness.”
They stared down at Yeoreum as if she were a curiosity.
Chief Secretary Pyo, her irritation mounting, snapped,
“What are you waiting for? Wake her up!”
“What?”
“Do you really want the Chairwoman to see her like this when she comes down?”
Prompted by her reprimand, the staff grabbed Yeoreum and shook her.
“Hey, hey, miss.”
Chief Secretary Pyo immediately corrected them,
“Who’s ‘miss’?”
The cautious employees quickly changed their tone.
“Miss Jeong Yeoreum, please wake up.”
They tried to rouse Yeoreum, but she remained deeply asleep and unresponsive.
“Shake her harder!”
Chief Secretary Pyo urged them.
But the nervous staff couldn’t bring themselves to apply real force.
Finally, Chief Secretary Pyo stepped forward and seized Yeoreum’s arm.
In that instant, Yeoreum’s leg suddenly shot upward and struck Chief Secretary Pyo right in the face.
“Aah!”
She stumbled backward and landed hard on her bottom against the marble floor.
“Are you alright?”
The shocked staff asked.
She was too pained to stand and remained silent, her brows furrowed.
The staff swallowed hard as they saw the footprint quickly appearing on Chief Secretary Pyo’s cheek.
Yet Yeoreum remained lying there, utterly motionless.
Furious, Chief Secretary Pyo jumped up and moved toward Yeoreum again.
She tried to grab her arm, glancing sideways to avoid another kick.
But this time, a sharp ‘slap’ echoed as Yeoreum’s palm struck her face forcefully.
Chief Secretary Pyo fell flat onto the floor, so strong was the blow.
“…Ma’am, are you alright?”
Both cheeks of Chief Secretary Pyo, hit by hands and feet alike, were now bright red.
Though in pain, her anger burned hotter, and she rose again.
This time, instead of approaching directly, she only extended one foot to nudge Yeoreum awake—
But Yeoreum’s leg hooked around her supporting ankle and yanked her down.
“Aaah!”
She cried out as she collapsed.
Worse yet, Yeoreum’s foot slammed precisely into her forehead.
Chief Secretary Pyo toppled backward, sprawled like a frog.
The stunned staff stood frozen, speechless.
“…That’s it!”
Chief Secretary Pyo, her fury reaching its peak, sprang to her feet and looked around.
She spotted a pillow that had rolled away nearby.
“…Ma’am?”
Grabbing the pillow, she charged toward Yeoreum roughly.
She raised both arms high, ready to smash it down with all her might.
Just then, Yeoreum’s eyes snapped open.
Chief Secretary Pyo’s arms froze mid-swing.
“Good morning! Have a great morning, everyone!”
Yeoreum beamed at Chief Secretary Pyo and the staff gathered beside her bed.
Chief Secretary Pyo, barely catching her breath, lowered the pillow and demanded,
“Miss Jeong Yeoreum, what exactly are you doing here?”
Yeoreum was still lying on the blanket.
Only now, unlike before, she was stretching luxuriously, doing morning exercises.
“What do you mean?”
“You really don’t know why I’m asking?”
“I’m just doing my morning stretching. Is there a problem?”
“This isn’t your room. Why did you sleep here?”
“Oh, my room was way too cold. I was looking for somewhere warm and found this spot. Even though it’s a hallway, it’s cleaner and cozier than my room—perfect for warming up. Better than a sauna!”
Chief Secretary Pyo, utterly exasperated, spoke in a stern tone,
“Don’t do this again. This is no place for you to lie around as you please.”
“I wouldn’t if I could help it. But until the boiler’s fixed, there’s no alternative. What if I freeze to death? Then everyone here would be accomplices to murder.”
“What did you just say?”
“Murderers. Accomplices to murder. Accessories to murder.”
They were flustered.
Yeoreum grinned widely and said,
“I’m actually saving all of you. I’m your savior! What if I’d frozen to death last night in that cold? You’d all be wearing handcuffs and heading straight to jail. But don’t bother thanking me—it’s all part of helping each other out.”
Chief Secretary Pyo, dumbfounded, tried to retort—
But Yeoreum suddenly jumped up.
Instinctively, Chief Secretary Pyo took a step back.
“Must be from warming up—my fatigue’s completely gone.”
Yeoreum stretched lazily, then snatched the pillow from Chief Secretary Pyo’s hands and hugged it close.
Wrapping the blanket around herself like a cloak, she sauntered back to her room.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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