Dajeong smiled as she observed the conversation.
The fans were almost certain of their speculation. They were noisily discussing when he would take over the group, who he would marry, and more.
A chaebol.
Although Jaeho hardly ever talked about his own life, from what Dajeong had observed, he seemed far from being a chaebol. It didn’t seem like a real chaebol would haggle over a few thousand Won worth of bracken in the market. If he were a true chaebol, taking a month off for a trip would be impossible.
And besides, a chaebol wouldn’t meet a girl like her.
Dajeong smiled a little bitterly.
[Our Jaeho wouldn’t even look at girls who are less than model-level.] [Of course. He’s a chaebol.] [ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋChaebolㅋㅋㅋ Already confirmed] [How about someone like Oh Chaewon? She’s an heiress of Samho too]
Suddenly, the fans, turning into mothers-in-law, unanimously discussed who was acceptable and who wasn’t. They all knew it was a meaningless conversation. It was just for fun.
But Dajeong, who was neither a model, nor Oh Chaewon, nor Yoon Suji, felt somewhat hurt. She knew she was the least desirable in every aspect without needing anyone to point it out.
[I don’t think he’s a chaebol.]Dajeong suddenly joined the conversation.
[Oh! It’s Dajae. Long time no seeㅋ] [Have you been well???] [Yes, yes] [He’s really a chaebolㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ] [Eh, I doubt it.]
Dajeong sent a chat without emoticons, slightly irritated.
[To be honest, if he were a chaebol, he wouldn’t be a celebrity. Right?]There was silence for a moment.
[That’s true.] [Now that you mention it, it might be possibleㅎ] [What’s for lunch, everyone?] [I’m having rice noodles!]The conversation quickly drifted to another topic. Dajeong sighed and put down her phone.
The house of Lee Jin-hyuk, president of Taemyeong Construction, was located in Seongbuk-dong.
Cheongju-daek, who had been working in the kitchen of this house for over 10 years, skillfully prepared breakfast. The menu included bean sprout soup with squid, grilled rockfish, and a few types of kimchi and seasoned vegetables.
It was a simple setting but all were Lee Jin-hyuk’s favorite dishes.
Lee Se-a, Jin-hyuk’s eldest daughter, came down yawning.
“Ah, I’m tired. Auntie, I want a salad.”
“Ah, Miss Se-a.”
Cheongju-daek sighed inconspicuously upon seeing the already prepared table. Despite repeatedly asking the two daughters of the house to inform her in advance if they wanted a change in menu, they never did.
“Please wait a moment.”
As Lee Jin-hyuk and his wife Jung Hye-su entered the dining room, Lee Jin-hyuk sat at the head of the table while Jung Hye-su held a cup of water and looked at Se-a.
“Just eat what’s there, Se-a.”
“Ugh, Mom. I need to take care of myself.”
“Don’t you see it’s already prepared? Tell in advance next time. Cheongju-daek, Se-a will just eat what’s there.”
“Mom!”
“Your dad has something to say today. Sit down quickly.”
Lee Se-hui, the second daughter who came down later, quickly took her seat sensing the cold atmosphere. After Cheongju-daek left, having finished setting the table, Lee Jin-hyuk put down his spoon and looked back and forth at his daughters.
Thinking about my beautiful daughters, why is everyone only fixated on Jaeho…
He sighed.
He knew his father loved his brother a lot. Jaeho looked so much like his brother, so his father wanted to do everything for him that he couldn’t do for his brother.
Se-a was a year older than Jaeho, and Se-hui was the same age. If only Se-a were much older, he could have pressed the issue based on seniority, but even that was difficult.
Jaeho had made the situation quite complicated.
If it weren’t for him, he could have been more patient with Se-a’s slightly lacking abilities and Se-hui’s lack of interest in management.
“Dad?”
Se-a called out to Jin-hyuk, who was lost in thought
“You all know that Grandpa’s birthday is next week, right? It’s been a while since the whole family got together.”
“Is Jaeho coming too? He doesn’t even come for the holidays.”
Se-a quickly asked. Jung Hye-su answered for her.
“He’ll be there. Grandfather insisted he shouldn’t miss it.”
“Wow.”
“He’s probably going to finalize the succession plan.”
Jin-hyuk spoke up.
“It’s about Jaeho. Even though he has never been directly involved in management, he has gone through the best courses for a successor and studied them all. He’s smart enough, and once he finds his place, he’ll quickly show his capabilities. It’s unfair, but that’s our reality.”
“Why has he been our family’s grandson since when! That place should be Dad’s! I can’t accept this.”
Se-a was indignant.
“Grandpa is really too much! After Uncle died, Dad worked so hard to build up the company… And now he wants to hand it all over to some kid whose background we don’t even know.”
Jin-hyuk’s memory flew back to that day 13 years ago.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
