The Temperature Difference with Him (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 7
Yeon Woo’s excited voice, announcing Ji An’s arrival, rang out toward the underground workshop where the sound of an electric saw echoed.
“Oh my gosh, what do I do? I’m so happy! …… Honey, Ji An’s here. Come out quick.”
The electric saw fell silent, and footsteps on the stairs could be heard.
A man appeared, pencil tucked behind his ear and sawdust brushed from his hair—it was Yoon Ho, Ha Jun’s father.
He looked back and forth between Ji An and Yeon Woo and said,
“Mom was just talking about you—guess it reached you after all.”
“She brought pomegranates today. You said last time they were delicious.”
“Thanks to you, maybe, Mom seems to be getting through menopause easier. She says chewing pomegranate seeds makes her happy. Though honestly, I have no idea what she means.”
“Three men—my husband and three sons—how could I possibly feel alive? If not for you, Ji An, who else would I talk to about hormones? A woman’s heart is understood only by another woman. …… Ji An, over there by the window.”
By the window bathed in the long winter sunlight, Yeon Woo sat side by side with Ji An on a wooden bench and smiled.
Sunlight scattered white over the crowns of their heads.
Yeon Woo pulled her phone from her apron pocket, pressed the call button, and met Ji An’s eyes.
After the ringing tone came the sound of someone answering.
“Hey! It’s me.”
Smiling at Ji An, Yeon Woo continued the call.
“My daughter’s here. Can we push our meeting to tomorrow?”
Ji An’s face lit up with a bright smile. Yet, contrary to her cheerful expression, one troubling thought swirled chaotically in her mind.
“Yoon Ha Jun, I guess you were right. I’ve been parasitizing your life.”
For so long, she’d taken Aunt Yeon Woo’s warmth for granted.
“But if I were you…”
Thinking this way, maybe it really was parasitic, just as he’d said.
Placing her hand over Aunt Yeon Woo’s, Ji An smiled with a heart full of emotion.
Ji An entered Gimpo Airport and walked toward the domestic terminal.
Rushing out of Areumdhari Workshop in a hurry because she was running late for her flight, she was in a foul mood.
She stood her forsythia-yellow suitcase upright and glanced around.
“Is it because it’s a weekday? So quiet.”
To impulsively dash out of the house like this—
Hopeless. Kim Ji An.
Her first trip to Jeju had been with her father the day she graduated middle school; the second was just before college graduation, with So Min and Yu Jin.
Even though Ha Jun had scolded her, saying, “No matter how handsome your face is, aren’t you scared at all?”—it remained an unforgettable journey.
“Why’s Yoon Ha Jun popping up here again? Just disappear from my life already.”
Separate from her feelings toward Aunt Yeon Woo, she couldn’t help but be angry at Ha Jun.
After passing through the gate and boarding the shuttle bus, Ji An considered calling but quickly shook her head.
“Ugh! Hey! Parasites don’t do things like that.”
The cold wind at the parking lot jolted her awake, and she hastily stuffed her phone back into her pocket.
Seated on the plane, she pulled out a book.
[The Ugly Duckling]The Ugly Duckling.
She’d bought it years ago in summer at the Andersen Museum gift shop in Odense, Denmark.
Ji An murmured to herself as she looked at the book.
“We bought this together with Yoon Ha Jun too.”
It had been a vacation he’d reluctantly agreed to, even though he’d been swamped right before becoming a lead attorney.
“No wonder I got called a parasite—dragging that busy man along.”
During the short flight, the thought that she’d never done anything on her own tormented her.
Just that one word—“parasite”—made her mind race with too many thoughts.
As the plane entered Jeju airspace, Ji An’s eyes filled with the ocean below.
From the sky, the sea felt distant enough to confirm she’d truly traveled far.
“Seriously, I’m here now. There’s no turning back.”
The plane descended steeply, banking sharply toward the runway as it lowered its altitude.
Stepping off the jet bridge, her long hair fluttered in the cold wind, and her heart felt as heavy as gray clouds.
“Well, I’ve come this far—no choice now. I’ll just do what I set out to do. Answers will come as I go.”
When she stopped in front of the red compact car she’d rented, even her noisy suitcase, which had been scraping the ground with a clatter, fell silent.
After loading her suitcase into the trunk, Ji An climbed into the driver’s seat and tapped the steering wheel firmly. Her voice, firm with resolve, sounded solemn.
“I’m counting on you for the next month.”
She entered the address into the navigation system and pressed the call button on her phone.
When the call went straight to voicemail, she sighed in frustration.
I promised to call once I arrived—did they forget?
The night she’d decided on a month-long stay in Jeju,
Ji An, captivated by the gray wall resembling a traditional Jeju house, swiftly completed her reservation and payment.
Almost immediately, her phone rang, and a man’s voice on the other end confirmed her booking.
– Ms. Kim Ji An? You just booked the one-month Jeju stay, right?
‘Yes. Your place is just too beautiful. Is there a problem?’
After an awkward silence, she finally heard the reply she’d hoped for.
– No, not at all. You’re in luck, actually. I was just calling to confirm. The front door code is 3579—did you write that down?
‘In luck? Thank you. But… is it far from downtown?’
– Did you check the notes on the website? You’ll need to rent a car to get here. It’s a ten-minute walk to the nearest market.
‘Thank you. I’ll call again once I arrive in Jeju.’
– Sure, go ahead.
Ji An started the car and redialed, but the call wouldn’t connect.
“I have the address—let’s just head out for now.”
As she pulled away, the open roads of Jeju lifted her spirits considerably.
The sky was gray and the wind blew hard, but she didn’t mind.
Surely it wouldn’t stay like this the whole month?
Passing road signs that began with “Lilliput Theme Park” and ended with “Thinking Garden,” she murmured,
“There’s so much to see—I’ll forget about Ha Jun and have a good time. I can do it alone. Why not? Of course I can!”
The red compact car passed through central Jeju and entered the seaside village of Hadori.
When she spotted the basalt wall she’d seen on the website, she gently pressed the brake and slowed down.
Ji An, wrapping her arms around herself, spoke in a voice thick with emotion.
“It’s beautiful. I’m so glad I came. This calls for praising you: well done, Kim Ji An!”
The house, when seen in person, pleased her even more than she’d expected.
It was a modern home featuring large windows that generously framed sky and sea, a spacious yard, and a charming harmony with the traditional stone wall.
Pushing open the low gate, Ji An stepped into the yard and walked along the stepping stones leading to the entrance.
Dry, yellow winter grass rustled in the wind.
“It must be even prettier in summer.”
3579. As she pressed the four digits, the door lock clicked open.
Carrying her suitcase into the living room, she tilted her head slightly at the disheveled sofa cushions and the zigzag stack of documents on the table.
While Dan Woo reviewed the building records, Tae Yoon brought their black SUV to a stop in front of the vacant structure.
“Let’s get out, Director.”
Lowering the heavily tinted window, he saw a hazy sky filling his view and the nearly completed building ahead.
“What about the final inspection?”
“It hasn’t passed, but there’s no official objection yet.”
As Dan Woo stepped out and began walking, Tae Yoon added,
“The location’s great, and since it was originally designed as a shopping mall, we could even open ahead of schedule.”
“How’d it end up abandoned like this?”
Tae Yoon tapped the documents in Dan Woo’s hand and continued,
“Well, Jeju’s an island, right? The city apparently blocked it over sewage capacity issues. But given Ace Corp’s clout, I figured there might still be room to negotiate.”
“You must have something specific in mind.”
“Yeah. I do.”
Dan Woo nodded, signaling he understood.
Ace Corporation, a U.S.-based shopping mall specialist, operated Play Round—a mixed-use shopping complex—in 24 major cities worldwide.
Play Round Korea was preparing to open its first outlet, with plans already underway for a second.
Chairman Michael had personally chosen Jeju for the second location, and Dan Woo had been assigned as the project lead.
Tae Yoon lightly tapped his tablet.
“Check out the site plan. Doesn’t it look perfect as a Play Round?”
“Hmm.”
“You’ve been granted full authority as Director Woo Dan Woo—so the decision’s yours.”
Dan Woo, hands in his jeans pockets, looked up at the building.
Tae Yoon looked up beside him and added,
“Kid, I always knew you’d pull it off.”
“The real challenge starts now. It took me over ten years just to get here.”
Dan Woo’s eyes darkened as memories surfaced.
The day he’d received his father’s sudden call saying he’d be visiting, their house caught fire—and he met Woo Seon Ho for the first time, a man who introduced himself as his older brother.
Using their mother’s critical condition as leverage, Seon Ho had presented him with liver transplant consent papers.
In his panic, Dan Woo had signed without even reading them—and ended up donating part of his liver to Seon Ho’s son, Woo Jeong Hyeon, who suffered from liver failure.
Dan Woo’s lonely words carried deep layers of meaning.
“Every single thing about that day fills me with regret. What a pathetic, foolish guy I was.”
Had his father not died in that accident, Woo Dan Woo would have become a shareholder holding 5% of Haesong Group.
It was a truth he’d never have uncovered if not for Michael’s private investigation.
Tae Yoon turned to him and asked,
“Where could those 5% shares be now?”
“One thing’s certain—they’re not with Woo Seon Ho. Maybe that’s exactly why he left you and Mom alive. It’s the secret Father’s been keeping.”
Frowning with uncertainty, Tae Yoon mentioned Michael.
“Even if Chairman Michael and Chairman Woo Su Ho knew each other, his proposal still made no sense.”
Dan Woo raised his index finger firmly, signaling this was something he absolutely intended to pursue.
“He said Father and I looked alike. What Michael demanded was the latest unreleased version of Eagles. He even egged me on, saying he’d gladly watch my revenge unfold.”
“What a strange man.”
At that moment, the gray sky split with a sudden flash, followed immediately by thunder.
Dan Woo swallowed a bitter smile and headed back toward the car.
“Let’s go. What terrible weather.”
“Thunderstorm with heavy rain was forecasted. You heard it too.”
“In winter?”
“This is Jeju—an island, remember.”
As Tae Yoon approached the familiar basalt wall where he usually parked, he slowed the black SUV and let out a brief exclamation.
“Huh?”
It was because of the red compact car standing out against the gray wall.
Dan Woo’s head tilted in the same direction as Tae Yoon’s. If there’d been other houses nearby, he might’ve dismissed it—but there weren’t.
Looking at Tae Yoon, Dan Woo asked,
“Was someone supposed to come here?”
“No.”
“Then…?”
The question from his superior was natural, yet Tae Yoon had no answer.
Pitter-patter, pitter-pat.
Rain began to fall, drumming against the car roof and streaking the windshield.
In the distance, where sky met sea, lightning flashed, followed instantly by thunder.
Tae Yoon opened the driver’s door and said,
“Probably just a tourist coming to see the ocean. There’s a small beach just a bit ahead.”
Dan Woo stepped into the yard and turned back to Tae Yoon, pointing toward the lit-up living room.
“And even so?”
“Huh? Who is that?”
“Let’s go in first.”
3579. As he entered the code, the door unlocked, and Dan Woo stepped inside—then froze.
At that exact moment, Ji An, who’d just cracked an egg into boiling water and lifted out her ramen, turned her head.
Their startled eyes met midair.
Dan Woo, one foot propped on the living room ledge, and Ji An, seated sideways on a stool, stared at each other, momentarily speechless.
He nearly said, “Here we are again,” but bit back the words and stepped fully inside.
Tae Yoon’s voice broke the silence as he followed in.
“Who are you?”
Ji An lowered her chopsticks back into the pot and gulped.
Ah! This isn’t how it’s supposed to be.
She quickly picked up her chopsticks again, held one in each hand, stood up, and assumed a taekwondo blocking stance.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
Who was she to ask?
Exasperated, Dan Woo shoved his hands deep into his pockets and sighed toward the ceiling.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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