Chapter 20
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Since then, the directors had kept Yuseong occupied, asking him various high-quality questions.
Their Q&A session dragged on a bit because they were impressed by Yuseong’s thorough answers.
Suhyuk stepped out onto the terrace to smoke, giving Yuseong some space to speak comfortably.
Once the questioning was over, Sucheol and the twins would take the directors to the hospital, while Suhyuk planned to take Yuseong home.
He exhaled a long puff of smoke, recalling Yuseong’s bold demeanor from earlier.
“No, it’s not like the situation Director Oh Yuna is in—like, some shorthand for ‘John X is screwed.'”
What he actually remembered was his wife using such slang, which was uncharacteristic of her.
“So she can say stuff like that, huh.”
Suhyuk’s interest was piqued by the little boy—or so he had thought he was just a kid. Apparently, he wasn’t so simple.
Suhyuk smoked, recalling the various expressions Yuseong had shown so far: the cautious look of a kitten, the confident stance, and…
“I’m a kid, right? Is it… okay to do this to a kid?”
“Uh… it feels weird, no… ticklish.”
…
For a moment, Suhyuk paused mid-drag on his cigarette.
After a brief hesitation, he exhaled the smoke again.
For some reason, the cigarette tasted even better today.
And there was a woman watching him with intense eyes…
“Ha, he’s so damn cool.”
It was Oh Yuna, her eyes smudged black like a panda’s from crying.
Yuna had been sitting on the emergency stairwell, bawling her eyes out, thinking about going to Jiho’s house when she got a call.
But when she saw Suhyuk standing alone outside on the terrace, smoking, her steps stopped on their own.
Seeing his broad back, well-shaped legs, and firm-looking butt made her swallow hard.
And more importantly:
‘That man definitely has something amazing…’
She could strongly sense he was a man of great capacity.
Lost in her thoughts, Yuna also realized:
‘Come to think of it, the one who knocked out my dad was Shin Yuseong, right? That guy did nothing wrong.’
If she stole Shin Yuseong’s second, she could get revenge on that woman, right?
Yes. She was taking revenge now!
“Eat and discard, that’s all you need to do, right?”
She wasn’t crazy about the guy—just focused on revenge.
With that thought resolved, Yuna approached Suhyuk.
“Um… what should I call you? Um, oppa?”
…
Did he have bad hearing? Yuna, thinking it might be his only flaw, called him again.
“He-llo!”
Still no reaction.
“Haah….”
Since it wasn’t out of hearing range, Yuna deliberately stomped toward him.
“Excuse me!”
“What?”
Finally, the man’s gaze met Yuna’s.
Her heart raced just from his cool, icy stare.
His face ranked in the top 0.01% of men she had ever seen in her life.
It was a perfect creation that not even the gods could make.
Yuna stood beside Suhyuk, hurriedly pulling out a cigarette.
“Can I borrow a light?”
“I don’t have one.”
“What—cough! cough!”
The harsh smoke puffed in her face, making her choke, but she didn’t give up and spoke again.
“What’s your name?”
“I don’t have one.”
…
The clear rejection made Yuna’s anger rise.
There was a limit to how much one could tease; this was just inhuman.
She decided to back off today before she became annoying.
“Not in the mood, huh? Next time we meet, make sure to tell me your name.”
Maintaining her deadly elegance, she walked gracefully behind a pillar to hide.
‘It’s been so long since I saw a perfect guy like this. Let’s steal a little more glance.’
At that moment, the terrace door opened, and Yuseong appeared.
“Kwon, no… um…”
Yuseong had wanted to greet Kwon Suhyuk cheerfully but froze when he saw Yuna hiding far away.
‘She’s still here? What’s she doing?’
And unaware she had been seen, Yuna glared at Yuseong, thinking:
‘Shin Yuseong, you really have terrible taste in men. Only looking at faces, huh? And meeting an absolute jerk like him… what a pushover.’
Yuna watched, expecting Suhyuk to belittle Yuseong.
Clearly, the perfect man would be the dominant one, and the unimpressive Yuseong the subordinate. Many couples were like that.
The woman would give her money, liver, even body, and the man would just take it.
Shin Yuseong seemed exactly that type.
However…
“Why are you only coming now? I thought I’d go crazy waiting, darling.”
Suhyuk had already thrown his cigarette butt into the ashtray and was welcoming Yuseong!
“Did you do well, baby?”
And that sweet tone…
‘What the hell?! Is he a different personality?’
Yuna, thinking Suhyuk had multiple personalities, was about to freak out.
Yuseong, however, smirked, understanding Suhyuk’s plan.
“Why are you pretending not to smoke?”
Suhyuk, acting like a loving boyfriend, had been noticed by Yuna hiding there, and Yuseong realized it.
Suhyuk whispered to Yuseong just enough for him to hear:
“If she notices, play along a bit. Don’t embarrass me.”
Yuseong, caught off guard, blushed slightly and replied:
“Hmm, did you wait long, honey?”
“No, not really. By the way, does it smell like smoke?”
“Huh? Ah, a little, but not much.”
“You don’t like smoke?”
Caught off guard, Yuseong rolled his eyes and answered lightly:
“I’m a non-smoker. My father never smoked in front of me either.”
“Ah… okay.”
“Kwon, um… you don’t need to overdo it. You’ve already helped me a lot… I’ll take care of things this time.”
Yuseong carefully avoided saying anything that might seem odd, knowing Yuna was watching.
Then the sound of the door closing reached them.
Yuseong sighed once he confirmed Yuna had left.
“Phew… why was she still here? Kwon Suhyuk, let’s go to the hospital.”
“Hospital?”
“I heard everything from Youngmin. You got hurt, right? Your hand.”
Before leaving the meeting room, he had heard from Youngmin that Suhyuk had injured his palm, even smashing a glass with it.
“It’s fine.”
“Fine? Let me see your hand.”
Despite the awkward concern, Suhyuk reluctantly showed the palm of his left hand.
“Heck! Is this okay? You bled a lot!”
Yuseong fussed over a minor injury, anxious.
…
Suhyuk’s pulse quickened as he watched her.
Somehow, he couldn’t take his eyes off Yuseong.
Being cared for by someone—especially by Yuseong—felt… good.
“Let’s go to the hospital quickly, okay? The wound could get worse.”
“I don’t need the hospital. And I’m not in a position to go.”
“What? Ah….”
For a moment, Yuseong stopped, realizing she had forgotten Suhyuk’s personal circumstances. She decided to just take charge and lead him.
“Then let’s go to my place. I’ve been amazing at treating injuries my father got. I have a first-aid kit, so come on!”
“Your place? You live alone?”
“Yes, quickly!”
And so, Suhyuk was unexpectedly dragged to Yuseong’s place. It wasn’t a bad suggestion anyway.
Parking lot of Yuseong’s studio apartment
Hyeokjun, parked there, ground his teeth while looking at his phone.
Under a vulgar contact name saved as Oh Yuna (B-C cup):
[You didn’t know Shin Yuseong has a man, right? She’s about to be married, so keep an eye on her, Director.]
[Photo]
The text came with a photo of Yuseong laughing intimately with an unfamiliar man.
“Ugh… why is she acting like this lately?”
His anger boiled like lava from inside, and he pressed his temples with his palms.
Not only had she dared to strike him, but she had also thrown a baseball bat at his uncle.
And at the matchmaking meeting, she even claimed she knew Rex—the very person he had been looking for.
“Rex… you mean that famous venture capitalist in Silicon Valley?”
“I know him well.”
Before Hyeokjun could ask more, Yuseong had fled right after the meeting.
“Wait a minute.”
Hyeokjun suddenly enlarged the unfamiliar man’s face in the photo, recognizing it.
“Isn’t this guy Rex?”
