Though she felt bad for the burden she was on Seungju, the overwhelming drowsiness was irresistible. Eventually, Eunseo fell asleep while being carried by him.
Occasionally waking up, she found herself still being carried.
“Are we home yet?”
Each time, Seungju gently urged her to sleep more.
“Sleep a bit longer, we’re still a bit far.”
His kind voice lulled Eunseo back to sleep.
A man carrying a sleeping woman, wandering the streets, was quietly observed by the streetlights, glowing warmly in the night.
[Star Icon]After ten days of hard work, Eunseo had finally gathered enough money for the roof repair. However, on the planned last day, Friday night, she returned home and fell ill from overexertion, having been pushing herself to the limit.
[Dash] “You’re sick?”Rushing over on Saturday morning, Suna arrived with bags of porridge and medicine, having heard everything from Seungju. She was furious.
“Why didn’t you ask me for a loan instead of pushing yourself like this?”
“I didn’t want to bother anyone when I could handle it myself.”
Suna scolded her for her stubbornness. She even berated Seungju, criticizing him for not contributing financially despite knowing Eunseo’s situation.
Seungju apologized, saying it was all his fault. But Eunseo, despite being ill, defended him.
“Stop it, Suna. He doesn’t have any money.”
Eunseo answered for Seungju, leaving Suna baffled.
“Why doesn’t he have money?”
“Of course, he doesn’t. He lost his wallet and phone in the accident.”
“And his bank account?”
Eunseo turned to Seungju.
“Do you know which bank you have an account with?”
“I don’t know.”
“Any cash withdrawal card?”
“No.”
“What about your bank account’s PIN?”
“I don’t remember.”
Seungju hung his head in dejection. See, Eunseo seemed to say to Suna, who was now genuinely astonished.
“Eunseo, what’s our company’s primary bank?”
“Miraebank.”
“Right. So, logically, wouldn’t the chairman have an account at Miraebank?”
“Ah, that makes sense. But how do we find it?”
Suna banged her chest like a gorilla.
“Just go to the community center for a new ID card, then to the bank to change the PIN!”
“…Right?”
Eunseo seemed to have an epiphany.
It was such an obvious solution. She hadn’t thought deeply about it since it wasn’t her money.
Feeling as if she had discovered a gold mine, Eunseo momentarily forgot her illness. Seungju’s eyes also sparkled with excitement.
“I wonder how much money is in my account.”
Eunseo, although she had no intention of taking advantage of Seungju’s wealth, couldn’t help but be curious. Who wouldn’t be curious about the bank balance of their company’s CEO?
“Well, given his astronomical salary, there must be a lot,” Suna speculated.
Seungju, intrigued, asked, “How much is my salary?”
Eunseo laughed.
“How would Suna know that?”
Surprisingly, Suna knew even that.
“Legally, the salaries of registered executives of public companies earning over 500 million won must be disclosed. Last year, your disclosed salary was…”
Suna spread out five fingers.
“542 million won.”
Both Eunseo and Seungju’s eyes widened in amazement.
“…!”
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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