Myung Woo nodded.

“Yes, Jae Heon, you must have your reasons.”

Despite saying that, deep down, Myung Woo felt anxious.

No matter if it’s just a contract, dating is still dating, isn’t it?

If Jae Heon, who had never shown interest in anyone, brought her this far, that secretary must hold some significance.

Right now, it might be solely because she helped cure his insomnia…

One never knows how and when feelings can change.

If Jae Heon genuinely takes Ra Jin to heart, problems would arise from that moment.

Judging from occasional mentions by Chairman Seo and Jae Heon, it was evident that Ra Jin was a competent employee.

However, that holds true only as long as she’s an employee.

The woman Jae Heon marries shouldn’t just be a competent employee but a promising lady from a reputable family.

Only then can they stand up to Jae Heon’s younger uncle.

‘I should find a suitable match for him before things go awry.’

Unaware of Myung Woo’s resolution, Jae Heon slightly bowed his head and said,

“Thank you, Uncle.”

“Don’t mention it. You’re like my son.”

Myung Woo’s sincerity was evident in those words.

Every time he saw Jae Heon, the overlapping image of his close friend made Myung Woo’s heart ache.

The abundant, deep black hair, the cool yet captivating eyes, the pronounced nose, and the red, full lips.

‘He looks just like Hwe Joon at that age.’

Myung Woo and Jae Heon’s father, Hwe Joon, were high school classmates.

Their relationship began when they sat next to each other in the same class during their freshman year.

Hwe Joon was what one would call the ‘perfect golden boy’ in modern terms.

Everything from family background, looks, to intelligence was impeccable.

What was even better was his character. Or should it be called disposition?

Among all the people Myung Woo knew, Hwe Joon was the least prejudiced.

He judged people solely for who they were, putting aside external factors like family background and grades, treating everyone equally.

Moreover, he was generous and kind
Jae Heon, who resembled Hwe Joon so much, probably inherited that character from his father.

Before his parents passed away, Jae Heon was not the gruff and cold person he is now.

He was a child who would smile at minor jokes or offer small comfort to someone sad.

If only Hwe Joon hadn’t departed so tragically, Jae Heon wouldn’t have experienced insomnia or lived in loneliness, coldly pushing people away.

Therefore, Myung Woo fully understood Chairman Seo Sung Jae’s wish for Jae Heon to settle down in a family as soon as possible.

“If you need my help, let me know anytime.”

After a moment’s thought, Jae Heon spoke.

“Please pack a box of the oil I used during today’s foot massage.”

Myung Woo’s face brightened.

“Oh, it seems you liked it!”

Products approved by the picky Jae Heon were always popular.

“That oil is a new product we recently introduced. If it passed your scrutiny, the response will surely be positive.”

A proud smile spread across Myung Woo’s face when he heard the unbelievable words.

“If the response is good this time, you should thank Ra Jin, not me.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

Jae Heon, with an indifferent expression, said,

“Ra Jin mentioned she liked the fragrance.”

“Huh?” Myung Woo blinked in surprise.

“So, you mean to say… you’re purchasing this product because someone else likes it, and not because you do or for business needs?”

When Jae Heon confirmed with silence, Myung Woo’s mouth dropped open.

“Even if it’s just a contract… it seems like real dating after all…”

No, even if they are in a contract relationship, a contract is still a contract, right?

Is there a reason to invest so much care in someone with whom you’ve formed a temporary three-month agreement?

Yes, to Myung Woo, Jae Heon’s recent actions could be described as “care”, and it wasn’t an exaggeration.

All this time, Jae Heon never showed interest or curiosity in others, especially not in getting involved with the opposite gender.

He never cared for others, and especially never tried to get involved with the opposite gender.
Whenever Jae Heon stood next to or conversed with a woman, even briefly, people gossiped as if they’d caught him in the act.

Moreover, such rumors would only benefit his resentful younger uncle, Hwe Myung, and Hwe Myung’s foolish son, Ju Han. Therefore, Jae Heon had always been extremely cautious in his behavior.

But now, he considered giving a gift simply because he liked a woman.

‘I have a bad feeling about this.’

After a moment of contemplation, Myung Woo spoke up.

“Jae Heon, no offense, but in a contract relationship, the emphasis should be on ‘contract’, not ‘relationship’. You’re aware of this, right?”

Jae Heon hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded. He understood the sentiment behind Myung Woo’s words.

If only he knew what kind of person Ra Jin was, he wouldn’t have such concerns.

“Well, that’s reassuring.”

The two resumed their chat while sipping their tea.

Suddenly, Jae Heon’s phone vibrated once.