“Nonsense.”
Kang Hyun, who had grown cold, left the ward as he was.
From the vein where the needle was removed, droplets of blood fell, leaving a trail where he had passed.
“Ms. Seo Yoon arrived at the emergency room with the president, entered the ICU after surgery, but did not last five days. Early morning two days ago, she had multiple cardiac arrests, and Dr. Han declared her death. I’m sorry.”
Seok Won, who followed Kang Hyun, who was moving forward, leaning on the wall with his weak body, tied up his words as calmly as possible. And he knelt in front of Kang Hyun and put the slippers he brought from the ward.
“……The floor is cold.”
Naturally, Kang Hyun did not even look at the slippers and just kept walking somewhere.
It’s colder where Seo Yoon is. Seok Won, who swallowed the words he could not tell, caught up with him without delay.
Neither the medical team that flocked in to diagnose Kang Hyun’s condition, nor Chairman Tae Seok Jung, who had collapsed from a stroke upon hearing the news of his son’s accident, were of great importance to him.
“I’ll escort you.”
Seok Won grabbed Kang Hyun, who didn’t even know where he was going, and personally guided him to the mortuary.
In the mortuary, where his bare, frail feet touched, Seo Yoon, who had cooled down before her wounds healed, was waiting for Kang Hyun.
Avoiding Kang Hyun’s persistently sticking eyes, Ji An turned her head and slapped her cheek for no reason.
Could this face confuse him? However, Kang Hyun, who had always treated her only as Han Seo Yoon’s twin, had no way of knowing why he was like this belatedly.
“I made you unable to do anything for fear of hurting you.”
Every time a deep despair that cannot be measured infiltrates her ears, her aching left chest is clearly affected by him. She was swept away by Kang Hyun’s emotions, which were incomprehensible.
As Kang Hyun wiped his face with both hands, the noisy bell and vibration rang together when she rubbed her throat that was tightly clenched. As Ji An pressed the call button, Kang Hyun also put his cell phone to his ear.
“Yes, mom. Just a moment.”
—Tae Kang Hyun, what is this? What the hell is all this?
Ji An moved away from her seat first to avoid interrupting Kang Hyun’s call. Kang Hyun, who followed her disappearing back into the dining room, slowly opened his mouth.
“The results are.”
—Seo Ji An’s fingerprints match with Seo Yoon’s. And they don’t match with Seo Ji An herself’s. What do you know? Why did you test!
Yeon Joo’s voice, which was getting higher and higher over the handset, echoed several times.
“President, I’m really sorry to interrupt your call.”
Kang Hyun, restless, looked up at Ji An, who had come close to him.
“Ah, I got a call that my dad got hurt, so I think I should go to the hospital now.”
“Okay.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Mr. Seo Ji An.”
“Yes?”
Trying to say something, Kang Hyun clung to Ji An helplessly, grinding his teeth with a bitter smile.
“……No.”
Packing his things from the sofa, Ji An, who turned his back on Kang Hyun, couldn’t take a few steps and turned back again.
Kang Hyun was still looking at him.
Was it because he was left alone in a space where he couldn’t find warmth? The image of him, squinting and moistening his lips, remained as an afterimage, and it didn’t disappear all the way to the hospital.
Sitting in the secretary’s office where Seok Won was, Yeon Ju, who was sipping on grapefruit aid, contacted Kang Hyun for the first time in four years.
“……Director Do, could you hit me on the back of my head?”
“I sent Seo Ji An’s fingerprints by email. Check if it matches the fingerprints registered before. And with Seo Yoon’s fingerprints too.”
Yeon Ju, who easily heard the results because her parents’ son was in the prosecution, scolded Kang Hyun who didn’t answer properly, hung up the phone, and rushed into his house.
The fingerprints of the current Seo Ji An and the past Seo Ji An did not match. And it matched with Seo Yoon’s.
Even though he had lived intelligently enough not to lack a fouryear university, master’s degree, and studying abroad, he couldn’t understand the situation that unfolded before his eyes.
“Even if you get hit on the back of your head, it won’t change.”
The three sets of fingerprint comparison records on the table plunged the three people into deep confusion.
“So, the Seo Yoon we saw is the deceased Seo Ji An?”
“It seems so.”
Seok Won muttered as if sighing.
“Why? Why on earth? How? No, it was Seo Yoon. It was definitely Seo Yoon. Director Do saw it too!”
“Yes, but if we put the name Han Seo Yoon on Mr. Seo Ji An now, their faces are so similar that there would be no sense of incongruity. Even identical twins couldn’t have resembled each other like this.”
Yeon Ju, who was trying to deny reality, teared up with a grim face. Do Seok Won, who was keeping his composure even at this moment, was a little resentful.
The tremendous number of ten thousand ultimately converged into one. Kang Hyun, who was sitting in a daze, looked like a person who couldn’t breathe, completely engulfed in a deep abyss.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
