Song Eun Chae was neither. A princess who had gone through it all, she stirred a conscience she had never owned before. But there was also this strange desire to feign ignorance. She was certainly an odd woman.
Furthermore, the presence of the security guard by her side was extremely annoying.
The humiliating incident at the hotel was a crossing of the line, even if it was at Eun Chae’s behest, coming from a mere security guard.
While he brushed it off as Chairman Song’s warning about complicated female relationships, it left him uneasy.
The only thing he got from the dinner was discomfort. Seung Yoon came out, soothing his uncomfortable stomach and called Secretary Jung.
“Why is a mere security guard so arrogant?”
“What?”
“Find out about this person.”
Secretary Jung, in shock, took the business card with the name Kwon Ki Joo.
“Find out when he joined D1, what his family relationships are, what kind of family he comes from, everything. Understand?”
Seung Yoon gritted his teeth, recalling the sight of Eun Chae leaving with her escort.
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After getting ready to go out, Eun Chae hesitated for a moment before grabbing the doorknob.
She reached out, then put her hand back, lifted her foot, then put it down. None of it made what happened disappear. Eun Chae chuckled before opening the door and descending the stairs.
Kwon Ki Joo was standing at the entrance.
She was curious inside. What kind of expression, what kind of look in his eyes, if she gave him even a second’s chance.
She also suspected that he might avoid the situation by making an uncharacteristic excuse.
But again, he was perfectly fine. Even bowing politely.
Eun Chae nodded to accept his greeting. As if his thoughtless suggestion couldn’t hurt Kwon Ki Joo, he was unfazed.
She accepted his escort and came out through the front door. They crossed the garden in silence until they reached the car parked in front of the gate.
Eun Chae got into the back seat of the car in a familiar way.
“Go to MK Hotel.”
Eun Chae told Kwon Ki Joo, who had gotten into the driver’s seat but did not know the destination, just holding the steering wheel. Through the rearview mirror, his gaze rolled towards her.
Ki Joo gave a light chuckle, started the car, and slowly stepped on the accelerator.
After the car entered the road and stopped at the first signal, he felt in the pocket of his shirt.
Then he took out a piece of gum and chewed it heavily. Only his jaw and cheeks moved without a sound. There was no checking the rear through the rearview mirror, only the road situation to keep an eye on.
After stopping at a few more signals, they arrived at the MK Hotel. He escorted her calmly from the parking lot to the lobby.
Eun Chae, who was walking a few steps ahead in the lobby, suddenly stopped. Ki Joo, about two steps behind, also stopped his steps.
She turned her body and looked at him. As he slowly chewed his gum, his gaze fell, as if asking if there was anything she needed.
“Stop following me.”
“……”
“Han Seung Yoon doesn’t like Mr. Kwon Ki Joo, meaning you should stay out of sight.”
Chewing gum, he laughed at her words. Eun Chae ignored it and turned around. She was about to head towards the elevator, then suddenly looked back.
“Oh, don’t wait.”
With that, Eun Chae got on the elevator alone. With the open door between them, they stared at each other. He, who had been nonchalant, rubbed his neck with his hand just before the door closed. Eun Chae noticed it, but the door closed anyway.
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As soon as the elevator door closed, Ki Joo looked up. He confirmed that the elevator Eun Chae took stopped on the guest room floor. He folded one side of his jacket, put his hand in his pants pocket, and watched the numbers. Then he turned and walked towards the exit.
The front desk staff seemed to recognize him and gave an awkward nod. He nodded back casually, then went outside the hotel. The lights of the hotel were forcing the night to be bright.
The traffic began to decrease, the chilly early morning air spread out, and even though it wasn’t in the forecast, it rained. During all this, he stood still. At some point, he habitually felt his shirt pocket and found a lighter, but that was it.
Just before sunrise, Ki Joo suddenly thought. I must have no presence in front of women anymore.
The feelings Song Eun Chae had should have been desperate hatred or deep resentment.
If that was the case, there wouldn’t have been an issue of the connection being cut.
His body grew cold with a sense of loss that fell with the rain.
Ki Joo let out a hollow laugh, sweeping back his wet hair.
The gum he was chewing had lost all its sweetness.
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Thud.
Seung Yoon, who had pushed open the bronze door and entered, sat down on the bed massaging his stiff neck, and raised his gaze.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
