Not someone else, but Tae Sang revealed his emotions. He, who had not shown a laughing expression or a sign of anger in the past 3 years.
The anger felt from his face, which usually emanated a sense of emptiness, was quite unfamiliar. Secretary Kim opened his mouth in a worried voice.
“Did something happen on the plane?”
“Yes, something did.”
“May I ask what happened?”
“Someone touched my stuff. Something I had lost.”
Tae Sang spoke with an expression as if he had tasted sand. I could feel both the rage towards ‘someone’ and the attachment to ‘my thing’ simultaneously.
“Bad luck. If I had known it was your vice president’s, I wouldn’t have done it.”
“Even if I didn’t know, I have no intention to forgive.”
“… Let’s go. I’ll escort you in the car.”
Secretary Kim agreed with a neat bow, then lightly reached out to guide the way.
During the short time heading towards the car, Secretary Kim briefly chanted the schedule for the external meetings and conference planned for next week.
Whenever he tossed out the day and conference topic, Tae Sang lightly nodded, signaling that he already knew and didn’t need a lengthy explanation.
Secretary Kim quickly moved on to the most important matter.
“I’ve arranged for someone from the foundation to present the awards at the concert as usual. You just need to attend.”
“From this year on, I plan not to attend. Please proceed amongst the foundation members.”
“You mean the concert?”
It was the ‘Hyosung Classic Youth Competition’, aimed at nurturing and sponsoring talented musicians. It was managed by the Hyosung Foundation, but there was no one who didn’t know that Tae Sang was the one orchestrating the project.
Last year, he even changed his overseas business trip schedule to insist on attending, so why the sudden change now? Secretary Kim confirmed again with a flustered expression.
“…Are you sure?”
“Yes. There is no reason for me to go anymore.”
Tae Sang casually climbed into the sedan that had been waiting for him.
Staring blankly at his retreating figure, Secretary Kim quickly climbed into the passenger seat. When he signaled to the driver to depart, the black sedan smoothly sliced through the night air.
“The foundation people will be very surprised.”
Kim Secretary, who had been looking at the road, casually spoke.
“That’s likely.”
“Do you have any other charity work you are considering?”
“….”
It seemed there was nothing specific as Tae Sang’s eyes slowly drifted to the side. After blinking lazily as if lost in thought for a moment, he murmured.
“…Bread.”
“Pardon? Bread… did you say?”
“Yes. It’s a trivial food, but isn’t it nice to receive?”
“…Yyes.”
Secretary Kim’s eyes wavered anxiously, not understanding Tae Sang’s intentions. While quickly racking his brain, he remembered a news story he’d seen recently.
The moving story of a bakery owner who, despite not being well off, continuously donated bread to lowincome children.
News of the thankful letters sent by the children who ate and grew up on that bread warmed the hearts of viewers in their homes.
Sure of it, Secretary Kim quickly opened his mouth.
“Already the consumer confidence in Hyosung Food has dropped significantly. This would make a good strategy. We will try to implement it in association with a social welfare organization.”
“There… was no such strategy.”
“What? Then…?”
“It was just a personal sentiment.”
“…..”
His strangely soft voice bothered her. Secretary Kim sneaked a peek at him through the rearview mirror.
Eyes relaxed, lips slightly raised into a smile. A smile she had never seen before was spreading across his usually sharp face.
Tae Sang turned his head slowly and threw his gaze out the window. The street lights flickered over his black eyes, like the night sky.
‘If I give this to you, what about you?’
‘It’s okay. Because I am Han Da Jeong who is kindhearted.’
‘Kindhearted… what?’
‘Hehe.’
Everything was the same. The warmly smiling face, the personality that always put others first. And even the stubbornness that wouldn’t show itself when she was desperately looking for it but would suddenly pop out of nowhere remained the same.
A smile of unbearable sweetness played at the corners of Tae Sang’s mouth as he savored the warmth he felt for the first time in his life.
“Um… Vice President?”
Even at her light call, Tae Sang did not react. Secretary Kim made a ‘hmph’ noise, trying to exaggerate to attract his attention.
Then Tae Sang flinched slightly and raised his eyelids. His black pupils surfaced, and the soft air that had been surrounding him disappeared instantly.
“There was a call from the chairman’s office. Very… many times.”
Thirtythree calls went far beyond the category of ‘many times’. But specifying it seemed like cursing the chairman, so Secretary Kim omitted a detailed explanation.
“I know. They kept coming to me.”
“Do you intend to… receive it?”
“No.”
“……I see.”
Chairman Cha Nam Jin, who built up Hyosung from scratch, was an outstanding entrepreneur and a forceful figure like a bull. But even the bull of the business world was helpless before his grandson.
Where is your daughterinlaw, when will you have a greatgrandchild. The Chairman Cha, who always talked about marriage whenever he opened his mouth, even arranged Tae Sang’s engagement on his own.
Tae Sang, who had no thoughts of marriage, broke off the engagement coolly, and since then, he has cut off his visits to the chairman’s office.
In the end, it was the secretaries caught in the middle whose backs were violently torn. This was the internal situation of Hyosung these days.
“The Chairman said he would personally hear the first half of the year performance report tomorrow.”
“Tell him I can’t come because my excuses are pitiful.”
“……Vice President, if you don’t go, our phone will be on fire. This business trip was quite long, so wouldn’t it be okay to pay a visit for courtesy’s sake?”
The king of shrimps among shrimps, Secretary Kim, pleaded towards the back seat.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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