-A little while ago. Lobby.
After eating with Tae-ri, Sung-joon returned to the company and entered the lobby with mixed eyes.
I was passing by the cafe in front of ithe company and Chaewon was sitting in the sun.
Her face was bright and bright, so I stopped walking without realizing it.
I've never forgotten. The note is clear.
Her face, which matched so clearly, was filled with a tingling sensation.
That smile made my heart ache to be glad.
Mr. President ... I'm the one who has favor him.
when he turned his steps in a hurry, wondering if it was a note he had seen with his soul.
She told a story about herself.
With Chae-won behind his back, his steps stopped again.
Before Mr. President set up the company, I owe him something.
You must have thought it was too much to confide in Chief Kim that we were garage relationship.
Others would consider it a beautiful package for themselves. I owe you. Favor.
When you thought of me as such, you took only one step to the performance.
I got a package from the lobby that I had arrived at the representative office.
Sung-joon, who received the package without thinking because he was in the representative's office, took the elevator and turned the frame around straight to the front.
Whoo. It was Chae-won's wedding picture.
The affection and confusion that I had for a while faded away in a moment as if I had put cold water on it.
Sung-joon held up the frame, looking at the circle with his breath in front of his eyes.
"Do you want me to hang this photo on the representative office? Where would be a good location?"
The more he breathed out of the field, the more sarcastic eyes glided up.
How can you send this to me?
What kind of thoughts and brain structure do I have to send this to the representative thread?
Huh? Huh? Can I ask you something?
"Oh yeah. Do you want me to hang you next to my desk?"
"Because I don't have the right place to get it, because it's quick. I'm sorry."
"Ah. Yeah. I also think it's a gift from my ex-girlfriend."
"That can't be true. Why did I do this to you?"
"So. That's a question I have to ask."
Chae-won bit her lips as if she was speechless.
Yeah, it doesn't make sense that a married woman didn't know her wedding frame would be delivered.
What if it doesn't make sense? It's happening to me!
Ha... things have come to a head.
Chae-won stretched out her waist as if she had given up.
There was nothing that could sound real to him, so she just decided to give up her nerve.
Nothing makes sense until you mention the fact that the house is ruined.
I really don't want to say that!
I don't want to explain the past time by saying that my house is ruined now!
"I tried to send it to my husband's company, but he's on a business trip today."
"...aah, a business trip."
Husband. Him.
The tail of Sung-joon's eyes grew more and more sweet.
"I should have gotten it myself, but the CEO got it by time difference. First of all, I'm sorry."
"Oh, well, you shouldn't be sorry."
"Can you hand it over to me, please? The situation you have isn't so beautiful."
When Chae-won stretched out her arms to hand it over, Sung-joon once again looked at the picture of her.
It came out pretty, but it came out pretty enough to turn the body upside down.
Before my mental state is shaken, I think we should reach an agreement on photography skills these days like this, it's not normal.
"Take it. If it's not my gift, I don't have to keep it."
"Yes. Excuse me."
"Too much, excuse me."
Sung-joon looked at her, taking his eyes off the frame.
Oh, her real life of 100% is stealing the eye as if it's popping out of the picture.
Sung-joon, whose eyes were shaking for a while, quickly closed his eyes and opened his eyes and began to deny reality.
Well, photography is the norm. Medical skills are not normal either.
After a few years, the same face won't be possible without borrowing medical skills.
Jeong Chae-won borrowed a lot of medical technology.
When Sung-joon reached out his arm to hand over the frame, he snatched it.
Embarrassed by his empty hands, Sung-joon rolled his arms against his knees with his fingers crossed.
"Did you eat well?"
"Yes, sir. I enjoyed the meal with Chief Kim."
"Okay. That's a relief."
"....."
Look at this. There's no words.
How come I can't say anything when you're so cool and nice?
"If people were worried about Eat, I'm sure you'll get your regards back. Jung Chae-won doesn't even have the basics of social life."
"It sounds like there's nothing else without the basics. What else do you have?"
"Ah, did it sound like that? I didn't mean that."
When Sung-joon made a cool face about what he took so sensitively, Chae-won held the frame tightly in her arms.
When she hugged her wedding picture as if she were dealing with a treasure complex, Sung-joon breathed out a strong nose and took a rest.
No matter how cool you want to speak, the twisted five-strain meat shows no sign of returning.
"I didn't ask you because I was wondering how well you had your meal. Did you enjoy your meal?"
"I thought it was good until I got a free meal, but I feel sick as soon as I get back."
"Are you telling me to listen?"
"Well, if it sounded like that, I couldn't do it."
Pavarbak!
Flame sparks at a strange timing.
Chae-won looked at her ex-boyfriend with a thin look on her face as she was picking up a quarrel with him.
Until I ran up the stairs like crazy, I felt sorry and my heart was about to split.
"If you're done talking, I'll leave."
"Yes, there's nothing you can do if you go out, but go out."
"I think it's better to be out there than here, where there's a lot to say."
"Salary thief is trouble. To be engraved."
"Salary thief is a major road. I don't want this small salary. Don't worry."
What, what?!
You don't get paid well? You don't get paid enough?!
Chae-won turned around leaving Sung-joon, whose mouth was wide open.
On my way out of my arms, I read a book, Seong-jun.
When the door closed, Sung-joon grabbed him by the neck.
"Ah... Blood pressure..."
Sung-joon, who closed his eyes to a sudden rise in blood pressure, looked at the door that was firmly closed.
"Was she always at the top of his class like that's... "
Rubbing the nape of his neck, he murmured.
He can't know.
She was like a plant in a greenhouse that had never been thrown out of the world.
You can't imagine how she's lived for years that she's been leaving herself.
In that sense, she was at her full level.
He has become a full-level man who does not bat an eyelid in a simple matter.
*
"Chief Kim.
"Yes, Mr. Representative."
"Is our company's salary low?"
"What?"
Throughout the afternoon, he's squeamy with his eyes sour, and the representative asks another strange question.
Min-kwon swallowed dry saliva.
In a short moment, do you exhale your mind's sound and receive three months' worth of grinding?
Or do I give my ear candy to the representative and save my seat?
"Well, it depends. Why all of a sudden?"
Mr. Kim. I think i'm doing my best to employee welfare."
"Oh, yes. I know."
Min-kwon looked at Sung-Jun's face as he muttered the welfare of his employees in a squirming voice.
These days, I'm turning the fountain pen full power, so I'm not strong enough for the fountain pen that goes between my fingers.
""Can I get you some digestive medicine? Do you feel very uncomfortable inside? Or maybe you could take a little break..."
I'm done. To give your employees a paycheck, where's the time to take a break from the representative. I have to work."
I'm going to make money. I'm going to have to pay the staff to make money.
As Sung-joon kept on muttering nonsense, Min-kwon tilted his head.
"Oh, and Mr. President. Jung Chae-won."
"What! Why! What!"
......yeah? Min-kwon looked at the suddenly angry representative.
Oh, my. Suddenly, the fountain pen goes back to full power.
"Oh, it's nothing else, but I think she has a good personality. You have a good working position, and I like it."
"Do you like it? You like it? Can't be. It can't be."
Did you hear him shoot at me earlier?
You wouldn't have said that if you heard it.
Sung-joon spun his fountain pen brilliantly and made a series of bluffing, bluffing, bluffing, bluffing.
No matter how hard I chew, Chae-won was at the top of Sung-joon's level just now.
"Well, tomorrow's schedule is two nights and three nights, i'll get the hostel first. For convenience, I've got the same place as Mr. Jeong Chae-won."
"What is my place to stay?"
"Of course it's the same place. Should I move it if it's uncomfortable?"
"...that's it."
Sung-joon waved his hands as if he had no energy to answer any more.
Min-kwon, who was trying to organize his files, raised his head.
"Oh, Mr. President. Did you have a good meal with Tae-ri?"
"Ask early. I ate it for free on the flowers of the company card Chief Kim bought."
"You didn't buy it? Lunch? It's Tae-ri's birthday?"
"If you care, you should go and buy dinner."
"You're asking me to overdo the company card, aren't you?"
"I welcome such an overdo with my arms open."
As Sung-joon looked at the monitor with crosses his chin, Min-kwon breathed a short sigh.
"Chief Kim. Speaking of which, do you want me to extend the limit on the company card?"
"No? That's enough now."
"Write it down. You probably used the company card for lunch, too, right? I'm going to have to manage my staff at least today, and I'm going to have to take care of myself at large."
At Sung-joon's words, Min-kwon smiled.
"I had lunch with Jung Chae-won today and drank tea with her. Don't worry."
Sung-joon, who only looked at the monitor, looked away and looked at Chief Kim.
"Why? Why not use the company card?"
People's rights extended their backs to see if the file was finished.
Pointing at the door, he opened his lips.
"I just want to."
"What does it mean to just want to? Why is that?"
"I know. Why would I do that?"
The fountain pen stopped at the fingertips of Sung-joon, who was dumbfounded by Chief Kim's attitude of answering questions with questions.
"I'll leave you alone. I have a meeting in an hour. I'll be back, Mr. President."
**
"I'm going home now. See you tomorrow."
Time when most employees rush to get off work.
Chae-won stood up from her seat.
I wear a jacket and carry a bag and stay at the frame line next to the desk.
At the end of lunchtime, Chae-won, who had been getting a packing bag, rolled up the frame and wrapped it straight away.
It was too much to show to the staff.
A dry sigh popped out of my mouth, wondering how I could endure the rough rush hour on my way home with that.
I can't leave you alone.
"Eh-huft, let's take it. It's something I have to take anyway."
Chaewon lifted up the packed frame as if she were ready.
It was only big, but not too heavy.
"Here we go! Thank you for your hard work!"
Chae Won left the representative office lightly.
I tried to take the elevator down, but the door opened again.
Oh, it's the Mr. President.
"...what is it?"
Sung-joon, who caught the elevator, stopped when he found Chae-won inside.
Chaewon accidentally pressed the button to push the open button.
Uh, the door closes at the speed of light.
Did you close it now?! The door?!
Sung-joon hastily pressed the button and opened the door again.
"Oh, oh, sorry, sorry. You press the open button. That's enough."
"The fingertips follow the heart. It's done."
Sung-joon stepped aside in a flustered manner, climbed to Chae-won's side and pressed the third basement floor.
First floor. Where she's going.
Three basement floors. Where he's going.
Slightly, Sung-joon looked at Chae-won standing next to him.
The wedding picture is still hugging like a honey jar.
That's a relief, you seem to have a conscience because you tied it up so that you can't see the picture.
......honesty is no conscience!
I've already seen it!
Boiling, today's five intestines are never comfortable.
"Oh, I'm going home."
"I know. I don't know if i'm going down with a new one?"
"I'm a little concerned about getting off work at the same time as you."
"You can't be bothered to hire salary thief for a small salary that won't come. Mind your own business and get off work."
Chet, you must have kept it in mind.
Chae-won embraced the frame even more with embarrassment.
The more she hugged the frame, the more rapidly Sung-joon's blood pressure soared.
Then again, I glanced at Chaewon.
"...the subway?"
"What? Oh, yes. The subway."
a crowded way home from work hugging that big frame and trying to get on the subway.
"Take a taxi, if you can?"
"Well, it's a really bad time. It's going to rain a lot in taxis. How about..."
Chae-won blurted the end of her words.
It sounded insignificant to Sung-joon, but Chae-won seems to have stressed that she has no money.
It was always this way, that she had something hidden, that made him nervous.
"Well, I don't usually take a taxi. I didn't think about it. I think I'll try it today."
"Yes. Just take a taxi before it get damaged."
That's not what I'm saying.
"No, whether take a taxi or not."
Sung-joon hurriedly cut off his words.
Even if I let go of my tension for a while, I'm going crazy because I'm being nosy.
"Yes, well, run or roll, I'll take care of it."
"Yes, it is. Do it or not."
Oh, the atmosphere in the elevator cooled down rapidly.
We were at a loss what to do, so we only bit our lips.
The modifier "Former lover, current married woman" does not come out of her head, and even words that are okay to give and receive in a normal way become colorful.
Phew. That's a relief. It's the first floor.
Chae-won prepared to get off the ground floor.
The floor feels like it's floating for a while, then it stops.
"Go. See you tomorrow."
"Yes, not to be said."
"Huh? Mrs. Chaewon. Leaving work?
When every word was like an ice.
Min-kwon pushed in beside Chae-won, who was about to get off.
"I called Mrs. Chae-won, but elevator got cut off."
"Yes. I'm going home now, sir."
"Come on, come with me. How are you going to go with such a big thing?"
"Don't worry, they're going by taxi."
"Wow, really?"
At the same time, the responses of the two answering at the same time were sharply divided, and Min-kwon looked at the two alternately.
"I'm on the floor. What's the point of not getting off Jung Chae Won? I'm a busy person. Get off quickly."
Sung-joon pushed Chae-won's back with his fingertips, telling her to get off.
"Oh, wait! Wait a minute!"
Chae-won, who was kicked out of elevator on foot, turned around.
When Min-kwon beckoned Chae-won to come back in,
Where are you coming back in? Take a taxi!
"Then work hard to your destination."
Sung-joon shut the elevator door without mercy.
Just as the military service train closed, Minkwon and Chaewon faced each other sadly.
Like an assistant in a red hat, the elevator quickly went down to the third basement floor when Sung-joon closed the door relentlessly.
Min Kwon picked up his cell phone.
"I have to the house. I have to tell you the schedule i just received, and it turns out that Chae-won's neighborhood is closer to me..."
"Hey, Chief Kim."
"Yes, Mr. President."
"Get a hold of yourself. What's wrong with you?"
"What? "
What?
When Chief Kim made a face that he didn't know what to say, Sung-joon turned his head away.
His eyes grew more fierce than before.
"Why are you doing something you haven't done, and you're married to a man with a husband."
"...yeah?"
a line drawing line.
It was time to draw a line every day.
You, too.
"Didn't you know, Chief Kim? Jeong Chae-won, married woman."
And me too.
After eating with Tae-ri, Sung-joon returned to the company and entered the lobby with mixed eyes.
I was passing by the cafe in front of ithe company and Chaewon was sitting in the sun.
Her face was bright and bright, so I stopped walking without realizing it.
I've never forgotten. The note is clear.
Her face, which matched so clearly, was filled with a tingling sensation.
That smile made my heart ache to be glad.
Mr. President ... I'm the one who has favor him.
when he turned his steps in a hurry, wondering if it was a note he had seen with his soul.
She told a story about herself.
With Chae-won behind his back, his steps stopped again.
Before Mr. President set up the company, I owe him something.
You must have thought it was too much to confide in Chief Kim that we were garage relationship.
Others would consider it a beautiful package for themselves. I owe you. Favor.
When you thought of me as such, you took only one step to the performance.
I got a package from the lobby that I had arrived at the representative office.
Sung-joon, who received the package without thinking because he was in the representative's office, took the elevator and turned the frame around straight to the front.
Whoo. It was Chae-won's wedding picture.
The affection and confusion that I had for a while faded away in a moment as if I had put cold water on it.
Sung-joon held up the frame, looking at the circle with his breath in front of his eyes.
"Do you want me to hang this photo on the representative office? Where would be a good location?"
The more he breathed out of the field, the more sarcastic eyes glided up.
How can you send this to me?
What kind of thoughts and brain structure do I have to send this to the representative thread?
Huh? Huh? Can I ask you something?
"Oh yeah. Do you want me to hang you next to my desk?"
"Because I don't have the right place to get it, because it's quick. I'm sorry."
"Ah. Yeah. I also think it's a gift from my ex-girlfriend."
"That can't be true. Why did I do this to you?"
"So. That's a question I have to ask."
Chae-won bit her lips as if she was speechless.
Yeah, it doesn't make sense that a married woman didn't know her wedding frame would be delivered.
What if it doesn't make sense? It's happening to me!
Ha... things have come to a head.
Chae-won stretched out her waist as if she had given up.
There was nothing that could sound real to him, so she just decided to give up her nerve.
Nothing makes sense until you mention the fact that the house is ruined.
I really don't want to say that!
I don't want to explain the past time by saying that my house is ruined now!
"I tried to send it to my husband's company, but he's on a business trip today."
"...aah, a business trip."
Husband. Him.
The tail of Sung-joon's eyes grew more and more sweet.
"I should have gotten it myself, but the CEO got it by time difference. First of all, I'm sorry."
"Oh, well, you shouldn't be sorry."
"Can you hand it over to me, please? The situation you have isn't so beautiful."
When Chae-won stretched out her arms to hand it over, Sung-joon once again looked at the picture of her.
It came out pretty, but it came out pretty enough to turn the body upside down.
Before my mental state is shaken, I think we should reach an agreement on photography skills these days like this, it's not normal.
"Take it. If it's not my gift, I don't have to keep it."
"Yes. Excuse me."
"Too much, excuse me."
Sung-joon looked at her, taking his eyes off the frame.
Oh, her real life of 100% is stealing the eye as if it's popping out of the picture.
Sung-joon, whose eyes were shaking for a while, quickly closed his eyes and opened his eyes and began to deny reality.
Well, photography is the norm. Medical skills are not normal either.
After a few years, the same face won't be possible without borrowing medical skills.
Jeong Chae-won borrowed a lot of medical technology.
When Sung-joon reached out his arm to hand over the frame, he snatched it.
Embarrassed by his empty hands, Sung-joon rolled his arms against his knees with his fingers crossed.
"Did you eat well?"
"Yes, sir. I enjoyed the meal with Chief Kim."
"Okay. That's a relief."
"....."
Look at this. There's no words.
How come I can't say anything when you're so cool and nice?
"If people were worried about Eat, I'm sure you'll get your regards back. Jung Chae-won doesn't even have the basics of social life."
"It sounds like there's nothing else without the basics. What else do you have?"
"Ah, did it sound like that? I didn't mean that."
When Sung-joon made a cool face about what he took so sensitively, Chae-won held the frame tightly in her arms.
When she hugged her wedding picture as if she were dealing with a treasure complex, Sung-joon breathed out a strong nose and took a rest.
No matter how cool you want to speak, the twisted five-strain meat shows no sign of returning.
"I didn't ask you because I was wondering how well you had your meal. Did you enjoy your meal?"
"I thought it was good until I got a free meal, but I feel sick as soon as I get back."
"Are you telling me to listen?"
"Well, if it sounded like that, I couldn't do it."
Pavarbak!
Flame sparks at a strange timing.
Chae-won looked at her ex-boyfriend with a thin look on her face as she was picking up a quarrel with him.
Until I ran up the stairs like crazy, I felt sorry and my heart was about to split.
"If you're done talking, I'll leave."
"Yes, there's nothing you can do if you go out, but go out."
"I think it's better to be out there than here, where there's a lot to say."
"Salary thief is trouble. To be engraved."
"Salary thief is a major road. I don't want this small salary. Don't worry."
What, what?!
You don't get paid well? You don't get paid enough?!
Chae-won turned around leaving Sung-joon, whose mouth was wide open.
On my way out of my arms, I read a book, Seong-jun.
When the door closed, Sung-joon grabbed him by the neck.
"Ah... Blood pressure..."
Sung-joon, who closed his eyes to a sudden rise in blood pressure, looked at the door that was firmly closed.
"Was she always at the top of his class like that's... "
Rubbing the nape of his neck, he murmured.
He can't know.
She was like a plant in a greenhouse that had never been thrown out of the world.
You can't imagine how she's lived for years that she's been leaving herself.
In that sense, she was at her full level.
He has become a full-level man who does not bat an eyelid in a simple matter.
*
"Chief Kim.
"Yes, Mr. Representative."
"Is our company's salary low?"
"What?"
Throughout the afternoon, he's squeamy with his eyes sour, and the representative asks another strange question.
Min-kwon swallowed dry saliva.
In a short moment, do you exhale your mind's sound and receive three months' worth of grinding?
Or do I give my ear candy to the representative and save my seat?
"Well, it depends. Why all of a sudden?"
Mr. Kim. I think i'm doing my best to employee welfare."
"Oh, yes. I know."
Min-kwon looked at Sung-Jun's face as he muttered the welfare of his employees in a squirming voice.
These days, I'm turning the fountain pen full power, so I'm not strong enough for the fountain pen that goes between my fingers.
""Can I get you some digestive medicine? Do you feel very uncomfortable inside? Or maybe you could take a little break..."
I'm done. To give your employees a paycheck, where's the time to take a break from the representative. I have to work."
I'm going to make money. I'm going to have to pay the staff to make money.
As Sung-joon kept on muttering nonsense, Min-kwon tilted his head.
"Oh, and Mr. President. Jung Chae-won."
"What! Why! What!"
......yeah? Min-kwon looked at the suddenly angry representative.
Oh, my. Suddenly, the fountain pen goes back to full power.
"Oh, it's nothing else, but I think she has a good personality. You have a good working position, and I like it."
"Do you like it? You like it? Can't be. It can't be."
Did you hear him shoot at me earlier?
You wouldn't have said that if you heard it.
Sung-joon spun his fountain pen brilliantly and made a series of bluffing, bluffing, bluffing, bluffing.
No matter how hard I chew, Chae-won was at the top of Sung-joon's level just now.
"Well, tomorrow's schedule is two nights and three nights, i'll get the hostel first. For convenience, I've got the same place as Mr. Jeong Chae-won."
"What is my place to stay?"
"Of course it's the same place. Should I move it if it's uncomfortable?"
"...that's it."
Sung-joon waved his hands as if he had no energy to answer any more.
Min-kwon, who was trying to organize his files, raised his head.
"Oh, Mr. President. Did you have a good meal with Tae-ri?"
"Ask early. I ate it for free on the flowers of the company card Chief Kim bought."
"You didn't buy it? Lunch? It's Tae-ri's birthday?"
"If you care, you should go and buy dinner."
"You're asking me to overdo the company card, aren't you?"
"I welcome such an overdo with my arms open."
As Sung-joon looked at the monitor with crosses his chin, Min-kwon breathed a short sigh.
"Chief Kim. Speaking of which, do you want me to extend the limit on the company card?"
"No? That's enough now."
"Write it down. You probably used the company card for lunch, too, right? I'm going to have to manage my staff at least today, and I'm going to have to take care of myself at large."
At Sung-joon's words, Min-kwon smiled.
"I had lunch with Jung Chae-won today and drank tea with her. Don't worry."
Sung-joon, who only looked at the monitor, looked away and looked at Chief Kim.
"Why? Why not use the company card?"
People's rights extended their backs to see if the file was finished.
Pointing at the door, he opened his lips.
"I just want to."
"What does it mean to just want to? Why is that?"
"I know. Why would I do that?"
The fountain pen stopped at the fingertips of Sung-joon, who was dumbfounded by Chief Kim's attitude of answering questions with questions.
"I'll leave you alone. I have a meeting in an hour. I'll be back, Mr. President."
**
"I'm going home now. See you tomorrow."
Time when most employees rush to get off work.
Chae-won stood up from her seat.
I wear a jacket and carry a bag and stay at the frame line next to the desk.
At the end of lunchtime, Chae-won, who had been getting a packing bag, rolled up the frame and wrapped it straight away.
It was too much to show to the staff.
A dry sigh popped out of my mouth, wondering how I could endure the rough rush hour on my way home with that.
I can't leave you alone.
"Eh-huft, let's take it. It's something I have to take anyway."
Chaewon lifted up the packed frame as if she were ready.
It was only big, but not too heavy.
"Here we go! Thank you for your hard work!"
Chae Won left the representative office lightly.
I tried to take the elevator down, but the door opened again.
Oh, it's the Mr. President.
"...what is it?"
Sung-joon, who caught the elevator, stopped when he found Chae-won inside.
Chaewon accidentally pressed the button to push the open button.
Uh, the door closes at the speed of light.
Did you close it now?! The door?!
Sung-joon hastily pressed the button and opened the door again.
"Oh, oh, sorry, sorry. You press the open button. That's enough."
"The fingertips follow the heart. It's done."
Sung-joon stepped aside in a flustered manner, climbed to Chae-won's side and pressed the third basement floor.
First floor. Where she's going.
Three basement floors. Where he's going.
Slightly, Sung-joon looked at Chae-won standing next to him.
The wedding picture is still hugging like a honey jar.
That's a relief, you seem to have a conscience because you tied it up so that you can't see the picture.
......honesty is no conscience!
I've already seen it!
Boiling, today's five intestines are never comfortable.
"Oh, I'm going home."
"I know. I don't know if i'm going down with a new one?"
"I'm a little concerned about getting off work at the same time as you."
"You can't be bothered to hire salary thief for a small salary that won't come. Mind your own business and get off work."
Chet, you must have kept it in mind.
Chae-won embraced the frame even more with embarrassment.
The more she hugged the frame, the more rapidly Sung-joon's blood pressure soared.
Then again, I glanced at Chaewon.
"...the subway?"
"What? Oh, yes. The subway."
a crowded way home from work hugging that big frame and trying to get on the subway.
"Take a taxi, if you can?"
"Well, it's a really bad time. It's going to rain a lot in taxis. How about..."
Chae-won blurted the end of her words.
It sounded insignificant to Sung-joon, but Chae-won seems to have stressed that she has no money.
It was always this way, that she had something hidden, that made him nervous.
"Well, I don't usually take a taxi. I didn't think about it. I think I'll try it today."
"Yes. Just take a taxi before it get damaged."
That's not what I'm saying.
"No, whether take a taxi or not."
Sung-joon hurriedly cut off his words.
Even if I let go of my tension for a while, I'm going crazy because I'm being nosy.
"Yes, well, run or roll, I'll take care of it."
"Yes, it is. Do it or not."
Oh, the atmosphere in the elevator cooled down rapidly.
We were at a loss what to do, so we only bit our lips.
The modifier "Former lover, current married woman" does not come out of her head, and even words that are okay to give and receive in a normal way become colorful.
Phew. That's a relief. It's the first floor.
Chae-won prepared to get off the ground floor.
The floor feels like it's floating for a while, then it stops.
"Go. See you tomorrow."
"Yes, not to be said."
"Huh? Mrs. Chaewon. Leaving work?
When every word was like an ice.
Min-kwon pushed in beside Chae-won, who was about to get off.
"I called Mrs. Chae-won, but elevator got cut off."
"Yes. I'm going home now, sir."
"Come on, come with me. How are you going to go with such a big thing?"
"Don't worry, they're going by taxi."
"Wow, really?"
At the same time, the responses of the two answering at the same time were sharply divided, and Min-kwon looked at the two alternately.
"I'm on the floor. What's the point of not getting off Jung Chae Won? I'm a busy person. Get off quickly."
Sung-joon pushed Chae-won's back with his fingertips, telling her to get off.
"Oh, wait! Wait a minute!"
Chae-won, who was kicked out of elevator on foot, turned around.
When Min-kwon beckoned Chae-won to come back in,
Where are you coming back in? Take a taxi!
"Then work hard to your destination."
Sung-joon shut the elevator door without mercy.
Just as the military service train closed, Minkwon and Chaewon faced each other sadly.
Like an assistant in a red hat, the elevator quickly went down to the third basement floor when Sung-joon closed the door relentlessly.
Min Kwon picked up his cell phone.
"I have to the house. I have to tell you the schedule i just received, and it turns out that Chae-won's neighborhood is closer to me..."
"Hey, Chief Kim."
"Yes, Mr. President."
"Get a hold of yourself. What's wrong with you?"
"What? "
What?
When Chief Kim made a face that he didn't know what to say, Sung-joon turned his head away.
His eyes grew more fierce than before.
"Why are you doing something you haven't done, and you're married to a man with a husband."
"...yeah?"
a line drawing line.
It was time to draw a line every day.
You, too.
"Didn't you know, Chief Kim? Jeong Chae-won, married woman."
And me too.
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