“Hyung!”
Seunghyun, who ran into Seungju in the corridor, approached him with a warm greeting.
“You’re officially back to work from today? I’m glad you’re back in good health.”
“Thank you.”
There was no discernible resentment or wariness in Kwon Seungju’s tone. As he replied with a cool gaze, like responding to someone of no interest, Seunghyun thought,
“Heh, look at this.”
Yesterday, he had seen himself carrying Yuneunseo on his shoulders, with a face as if he were about to die. Yet, within a day, he was once again wearing a mask of normalcy.
Come to think of it, it was a shame he had enjoyed that good spectacle alone yesterday.
“This time, should I gather some spectators?”
Suddenly, a good idea popped into Seunghyun’s head.
Chairman Kwon’s residence in Pyeongchang-dong.
During the evening meal, Seunghyun spoke to Chairman Kwon.
“Father, Hyung officially started working today.”
“Huh, blocking the money, and he finally crawls back on his own.”
Chairman Kwon said with apparent displeasure. There were no words of concern for his son, who was in rehabilitation after a traffic accident.
“So, how is Seungju’s body? It shouldn’t leave any after-effects from the traffic accident.”
Only the stepmother continued her generous motherly act. Well, it was in front of the father.
“He looked okay.”
“But still, a traffic accident can be mentally burdensome… I should send some tonics, son.”
Seunghyun subtly brought up the main topic.
“Anyway, now that Hyung is back, how about having a congratulatory gathering?”
“What congratulatory gathering?”
“It’s December. A year-end party, and also a celebration for the return of the CEO. It would be great if Father could attend as well.”
Already, Chairman Kwon didn’t seem enthusiastic about the idea of a congratulatory party for his brother’s return.
“Why have a congratulatory party for that brat? What did he do well to deserve a party? I should be amazed that I didn’t kick him out.”
Anticipating this response, Seunghyun targeted his mother.
“How about coming with Mother? Since it’s a party, as a couple.”
Yeonhwa, with her deep second complex, loved attending official events as a couple. Seunghyun understood her feelings. After enduring the position of having to step back silently, unable to say, ‘He is my husband, my father,’ for a long time, anyone would feel that way.
“Oh my, should I?”
As expected, Yeonhwa liked the idea.
The purpose of planning a party not just for the sake of a gathering of stiff corporate figures, but as a party with partners, was not only to move Father through Mother.
Seunghyun intended to bring Yuneunseo to that event.
Upon entering the party venue with a fist bump, seeing Yuneunseo, how would Kwon Seungju react? He was already trembling with anticipation.
Of course, that wasn’t the only purpose. There was a bigger objective.
When Kwon Seungju, who came to the company to rescue Yuneunseo, who was detained by the security team, appeared, he greeted each executive who had rushed to him.
Looking back now, he must have memorized information about each person in advance. After all, executives’ photos and names were readily available on the company’s groupware.
“But what if it’s not just the company executives but also external figures attending the event?”
It wasn’t possible to memorize in advance for all business figures who might attend. Eventually, it revealed the underlying situation. It wasn’t just confessing to Chairman Kwon; it was announcing to everyone present that Kwon Seungju, the representative of Dae Won Construction, had suffered from amnesia and become an eighteen-year-old!
“Dear, Seunghyun wants to do it for his brother. I also want to wear a dress after a long time. What do you think?”
Yeonhwa coquettishly pleaded with her husband. Chairman Kwon, who recently had a firm weakness found by Yeonhwa, eventually nodded.
“Okay. If you want, try handling it yourself. To do that, you should quickly announce your appointment. You can’t just turn over ordinary employees’ business cards when welcoming guests, right?”
“Thank you, Father.”
Towards his father, who always seemed willing to grant any request as if he would even take off his hat and coat, Seunghyun smiled subtly.
It’s been a week since President Kwon Seungju officially returned to the company.
He claimed to have been busy dealing with things he couldn’t do during that time. People said that lights were on in the president’s office every day until around two or three in the morning when viewed from outside the building.
Eunseo was still staying at the hotel. Although she thought she should return to her own home now that she had returned to work, she was afraid that Seungju might still be at home.
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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