“Hasong Group is concealing the truth. I urge the prosecution to be aware of all these facts and conduct a proper investigation.”
At the same time, a notice with the same content was uploaded to the Play Round and Eagles messengers.
Donwoo knew better than anyone how terrifying the hands and eyes spreading the story could be. And he hoped that more people would come to know the truth.
Attic Library.
While preparing to leave work, Miyeong tapped on Jeean’s shoulder.
“Unni.”
Jeean accepted the phone handed to her by Miyeong, giving her a look that said, ‘What’s going on.’ Reading the headline on the phone screen, she slightly furrowed her eyebrows.
[Hasong Group Appoints Yoon Hajun, Attorney from the Founding Law Firm, as Legal Representative]As she scrolled down the screen, a photo of Hajun appeared.
The content of the article was the opposite of what had been posted on the internal messenger.
It stated that Hasong Group was suing Director Ji Hyesu of Hasong Bio for economic responsibility regarding Hasong Group’s defamation and stock price decline.
“That photo, that friend from back then, right? If the article is true, what will happen? I wholeheartedly believe what the CEO said on the messenger, but Hasong Group is saying something like the CEO’s mother is on the run.”
“He is my friend, but…”
Jeean, realizing the situation where Donwoo and Hajun were in conflict, couldn’t bring herself to continue the sentence.
Had Jeean not seen Donwoo’s interview video?
Seeing Donwoo’s name mentioned in the article, Jeean wondered about Hajun’s intentions. And she thought that if she found out the truth, she might change her mind.
In a hurry to leave work, Jeean drove to the Founding Law Firm.
Rather than calling Hajun, who became the legal representative for Hasong Group’s lawsuit, she wanted to meet him in person and discuss matters related to him.
Descending from the 12th floor of the Founding Law Firm, Jeean stopped in front of Hajun’s office with brisk steps.
To inquire about who this manager, who glanced at Jeean, was, she pursed her lips. But Jeean spoke a little faster.
“You just got a call at the reception, right? Yoon Lawyer’s friend.”
Whether it was because Jeean’s face was quite determined or for some other reason, the manager didn’t say anything and just nodded.
Knock, knock.
“Yes, come in.”
As the door clicked open, Hajun looked up, smiling contentedly. Even though he had received a call in advance, upon seeing Jeean, who came to his office after several months, his smile didn’t fade.
“You came faster than I thought. Just wait a moment. I’m almost done with work. …Would you like something to drink?”
Thinking that Jeean looked good with a bright complexion, Hajun lowered his head to finish his work.
Without responding, Jeean walked briskly toward Hajun’s desk. Then she held out her phone to Hajun, displaying the article about Hajun becoming the legal representative for Hasong Group.
When Jeean’s phone came into view, Hajun’s excited heart sank.
‘Is it because of this?’
He sighed silently, lifting his head.
‘The Hasong Bio article suddenly exploding led to the article going up without confirmation. We should immediately release a corrected report. Or maybe now is a good time for Yoon Byun to take over?’
‘I don’t want to.’
Even though Hajun had already expressed his refusal, the news was published without regard for his decision. Upset, he went up to the CEO’s office to demand a correction report.
Jeean probably didn’t know this fact, but Hajun felt a surge of disappointment.
Leaning against the chair, looking straight at Jeean, Hajun’s heart was still beating rapidly.
‘Is it because of this?’
After receiving Jeean’s text saying she had returned to Seoul, Hajun had hesitated several times before deciding whether to go see her at the Attic Library.
He had been eager to know how Jeean, who disappeared after Jaeyoon’s funeral, was doing, and he had a strong desire to see her at least once.
Now that Jeean was in front of him, there was also a sense of gladness and curiosity, regardless of the situation.
“Do we really have to do something like this?”
Hajun immediately recognized that ‘something like this’ referred to something unjust.
‘To you, I must be someone doing something unjust.’
Jeean’s probing question made Hajun’s heart heavy in an instant. Swallowing a sigh, Hajun asked gloomily,
“What kind of thing is this?”
“It’s the ethically ambiguous thing you always talked about. It’s something Hasong Group manipulated. Did you happen to miss Donwoo’s interview? For Donwoo, his mother is the only family.”
Hajun let out a bitter smile.
Jeean seemed to have known about Donwoo’s relationship with Hasong Group from before, which he only learned about today.
‘Knowing that, does she like President Woo that much? Well, if it’s Kim Jeean, it’s possible.’
Hajun mulled over Donwoo’s interview video, which had furrowed brows. It was a well-polished story crafted around the issues of a conglomerate, but for some reason, his life seemed unfortunate.
The bitter reality didn’t sit well, and Hajun’s words turned bitter.
“Why do you think President Woo’s words are true? It could be a lie from that side. …I know more about this matter than you do.”
“Yoon Hajun.”
How should I interpret that tone?
‘Are you that sympathetic? Because your President Woo is in pain? What about me?’
Hajun withdrew his gaze as if he might collapse right away, clenched his fist, and lightly tapped the desk.
It should have been a matter of saying that it was a false article. Although he couldn’t understand himself for not saying those words, he didn’t want to reveal the truth, whatever resentment he felt.
‘Kim Jeean. But this is too much. How well do you know me? What is this, running toward me with a face that looks like you’ll cry any moment?’
As the feeling of being hurt grew, Hajun’s heart became heavier, and suddenly, his gaze turned cold.
‘Since when did I behave so kindly to Kim Jeean?’
Hajun stood up from the desk, lying, and said casually,
“I had a promise but forgot about it. I have to leave now. What about you?”
He walked toward the stylist without any concern when Jeean turned around to stop him. Hajun, feeling embarrassed, asked,
“Do you want me not to have done this? Then come and stop me till the end.”
“Where are you going?”
“Well, I’m not the type to say such things, am I?”
Ignoring Jeean, who pushed him away and turned to the office, Hajun walked away quickly, whether she followed or not.
Jeean, who followed briskly, blocked Hajun’s way again.
“Finish the conversation and go. I wish you hadn’t done this. You could guess who’s telling the truth if you read the case file. Moreover, it’s Donwoo’s case.”
“Do you think that? Do you think I would have taken on this case just by seeing President Woo’s name?”
“No?”
It could have been as simple as saying no. Hajun’s stubbornness, hiding his true feelings, wasn’t easy to understand.
“Didn’t you know? I dislike President Woo! He stole my woman, and I wanted to do whatever it took to get him out of my sight. If possible, I would have done more.”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
