“Yeah. They sell dairy products. Why? This milk you’re drinking now is from Cha Shin Yoo, right?”

“Hey, don’t drink that. Throw it away. There seem to be many problems there.”

“What problems?”
Taeyeon pretended not to care, but her ears perked up.

“Well, there are stories about creating slush funds…”

As the story mentioning Cha Shin Yoo came up, Taeyeon’s attention was completely drawn there.

Taeyeon tried to calm her trembling fingertips and opened her phone to launch the portal site app.

On the portal site’s main page, numerous articles were prominently displayed.

[Cha Shin Yoo CEO Jin Taepyeong, engulfed in allegations of creating slush funds.] [Cha Shin Yoo, caught in controversy over false advertising.] [Cha Shin Yoo, uproar over allegations of harassment within the workplace.]

“Wow, what kind of day is it today?”

“If Cha Shin Yoo is in this state, it’s impossible for them to recover, right?”

Taeyeon thought the same.

As if someone intended it, all the wrongdoings Cha Shin Yoo had committed, everything that had been hidden, was now exposed in the media.

“What’s going on?”

Ilhoon asked, looking at Taeyeon in surprise with a worried expression.

“Samo… no, Miss Taeyeon. Are you okay?”

“Yes? Yes.”

The articles continued to flood in afterward.

It seemed as if someone deliberately intended to ruin Cha Shin Yoo, releasing articles one after another.

While looking at those rising articles, Taeyeon thought of only one man.

‘Surely, did Dojun do this…’

Whoever intended it, if a mistake was made, it was right to bring it to the surface and face punishment.

Even if it was the fake parent who had raised her, Jin Taepyeong, who operated Cha Shin Yoo.

Seeing another article reported in a row, Taeyeon opened her eyes wider.

[Investigation confirmed into the death of Jin Taepyeong, the original founder of Cha Shin Yoo.]

Jin Taepyeong.

Seeing a name she had never seen before, Taeyeon clicked on the article as if enchanted.

Inside, there was a brief description of Jin Taepyeong, the original founder of Cha Shin Yoo.

And despite the many suspicions surrounding his death, it mentioned that a thorough investigation had not been conducted.

What on earth is happening?

Suspicious of what was going on, the phone rang with an unsaved eleven-digit number.

Looking at the number, Taeyeon could immediately tell.

At this moment, the number she wanted to see the most, Dojun’s number.

‘How did he get my number?’

Taeyeon checked the sparkling phone screen while biting her lips.

Eventually, the call ended, and it rang again, repeating the process.

After the continuously ringing phone finally calmed down, a message arrived.

[Where are you? I miss you.]

Although it was a concise message, Dojun’s soft tone resonated in her ears.

Changing the phone to silent mode, Taeyeon quickly got up from her seat.

Knowing Dojun’s number meant that finding out where she was staying was only a matter of time.

Before he might come here, she had to quickly move to another place.

If she faced Dojun, the emotions she had held back would crumble in an instant.
Taeyeon returned to her room, packed a few belongings into her bag, and quickly left. When she opened the door, Ilhoon and Ihun, who were in the hallway, greeted her.

“Where are you going, Miss Taeyeon?”

Seeing the somewhat heavy bag, Ilhoon asked with concern.

“Oh, just going for a short walk.”

“I see. Have a good time.”

“If it’s heavy, shall we carry it for you?”

“No, it’s okay.”

Fortunately, Ilhoon and Ihun didn’t press further and made way for her.

Taeyeon hurriedly exited the guesthouse corridor and put on her shoes. She wondered how Dojun could have found out her changed number but soon chuckled. Well, if it was KK Group’s Cha Dojun, figuring out the new phone number she had recently opened would be a piece of cake.

Regardless, not wanting to unexpectedly face Dojun like this, Taeyeon hastened her steps. As she passed through the wide guesthouse yard and reached the gate, a familiar deep voice from the side made her turn involuntarily.

“It’s been a while.”

“…….”

It seemed unbelievable.

The man who should be in Seoul was inexplicably here.

Surprisingly, it was Dojun.

He stood there with a much more worn-out face than the last time she saw him.

Thinking it couldn’t be real, Taeyeon closed her eyes tightly, fluttered her eyelashes as she opened them, and dropped the bag she had been holding.

Then, belatedly, she took a step back.

Dojun, still keeping his gaze on her, spoke once again in a gentle tone.

“Miss Jin Taeyeon, I thought I was going crazy missing you.”