Even if he had brought her here almost forcibly, hospitality was a basic courtesy. Unless he intended to be a completely terrible ex-boyfriend, he shouldn’t treat her this poorly.
It’s just water, after all.
“You can touch the kitchen.”
“Ah. Yes.”
“Water. And coffee.”
“Yes.”
“You like coffee.”
He stood up, thinking of making her a coffee. But Yeoreum hastily refused and took only a cup of water before going to her room.
Now, in this large house, Tae-seok felt he had nowhere to go.
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It was lunchtime.
Tae-seok came out of the study with a book and saw Yeoreum’s crumpled eco-bag on the sofa. She must have forgotten to take it with her. After a moment’s hesitation, he approached it. He picked up the large, square, white cloth bag.
Why carry such a thing? Money was Tae-seok’s most sensitive issue. Even if she suddenly hated him one day, going to the CEO and demanding money was incomprehensible.
Yeoreum never seemed to need money while dating. Moreover, she hardly accepted anything he wanted to give her.
“A car for a birthday gift? No, Tae-seok. I can’t afford something that expensive for you. I’ll only accept what I can give in return.”
“More earrings? These are expensive. I’ve only worn the ones you gave me last time three times.”
It was a whole day’s ordeal to persuade her to accept a gift.
Yet, she went to CEO Ji-hyeon Jung and took 5 billion won. How could she? Did she demand the money with her eyes narrowed, saying, “I’ll keep our relationship a secret, just transfer 5 billion won”?
“Must have said something.”
She took the money, evidenced by the transaction record.
Regardless of what Tae-seok couldn’t fathom, the fact that Yeoreum took the money was true. Objective evidence supported this. 5 billion won – a small amount for Tae-seok but a significant sum for the receiver.
What could she have done with the money that could have bought a house in the countryside?
From the look of her carrying such a bag, it didn’t seem like she squandered it on luxury. Stocks? Cryptocurrency? Investments? Or maybe for someone in her family who was sick, for medical expenses?
None of these hypotheses seemed right. Yeoreum, not from a wealthy family but brought up as an only child by her parents who were teachers, lived a middle-class life. She wasn’t from a family so destitute that she had to resort to deceit for money.
For the first time, he was curious.
‘What did she do with that money?’
So far, he had been too buried in his own wounds to care or want to know about the whereabouts of the money. But now, meeting Yeoreum again, everything about her sparked his curiosity. He started to wonder about everything.
‘Should I ask that guy?’
There was this eccentric classmate who quit a good job to become a hacker.
He remembered the friend bragging about earning quite a lot of money, even though it had only been a year. Although the friend was always showing off, which was annoying, this kind of task was perfect for him.
After putting Yeoreum’s bag back in its place, Tae-seok sat on the sofa and pressed the call button.
“I need a favor.”
[Yeah, tell me. Anything.]“I want to find out something.”
[Sure, I’ll do it.]The prompt reply came without hesitation. Tae-seok hesitated, unsure how to start now that his friend agreed to help.
“Well, it’s about some money. I’m curious about where it went.”
[What is it? Cash? Cryptocurrency?]“Cash, deposited into a domestic account. Saetbyeol Bank. I know the recipient’s identity too.”
The man on the phone laughed loudly.
“I want to know where that money was spent.”
[Give me a few days. I’ll trace everything down to the last penny.]The reassuring call ended, and silence returned. Tae-seok let out a low laugh, feeling a bit empty. Why was he going to such lengths to find out? He felt ridiculous for making such a secret inquiry.
But then.
He looked at the clock. It was well past 12.
‘Lunch.’
He hadn’t thought about that. If he called her over to work, he should have arranged lunch too. Feeling awkward about the situation, Tae-seok sighed. It seemed better to ask her to come after lunch from tomorrow.
They weren’t in a situation to sit and eat together.
He strode to the storage room door and opened it.
Ignoring the need to knock and behaving rudely, he found Yeoreum asleep. Feeling slightly disappointed without someone to react to his impoliteness, he had expected a surprised or flustered face, or e
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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