Chapter 39
Are you really my boyfriend?
Yes. The moment Seung-eon opened her eyes, the biggest challenge she faced was finding her “boyfriend,” and asking Yoo Hyun-joon that question was exactly what she wanted to know.
But what?
Before she even opened her mouth, those words came from him.
“It was the most likely, wasn’t it?”
Not as impossible as with Seo Isu, nor a fifty-fifty chance like with Jeong Hee-do.
A probability higher than half.
All the clues pointed directly to the man in front of her, so it should have been normal not to be surprised by his attitude.
So why…
“so confident?”
Her heart, which had been wildly fluttering, suddenly calmed. Not only did her head cool down, but she became increasingly composed.
Seung-eon stared intently at Yoo Hyun-joon, who smiled calmly as if gauging her reaction after she spoke.
“Team Leader Yoo.”
“Yes, senior.”
“President.”
“Haha, President.”
Yoo Hyun-joon’s understanding with just a nod changed in an instant.
His bright smile, like a flower in a field, should have felt warm.
She had been so sure that the person she had been searching for was the man in front of her, yet that certainty vanished in an instant.
Instead, the seed of doubt began to creep in.
“Sigh.”
At that moment, the number that had surged to 78% suddenly plummeted to a single digit.
Yoo Hyun-joon let out a long sigh.
“I expected this reaction, but facing it in reality… it hurts my heart.”
He exhaled as if the earth itself had opened, then smiled faintly and continued.
“You’ve been hurt a lot, haven’t you? You didn’t even believe me immediately. Well, that’s my fault. I should’ve told you sooner…”
Shaking his head, he continued his explanation.
“But I had my reasons too. Some of your actions after regaining consciousness… were a bit… strange.”
“……”
“You don’t have your full memory, right? That’s why you didn’t tell me right away.”
“……”
“Anyway, it’s fine now. I think I roughly understand your situation.”
“……”
“Now that I’m here, don’t worry too much… Come here. I’ll hug you…!”
Spreading his arms and stepping forward to embrace her, Seung-eon quickly moved her legs.
“Senior?”
Yoo Hyun-joon, ready to hug her with all his strength, swung his hands through the air.
Seung-eon, staring at him with wide eyes, spoke.
“How did you know?”
“Know what?”
“That there’s a problem with my memory.”
Seung-eon asked in a low voice, and Yoo Hyun-joon gave a wry smile.
“How could I not know? You’re my girlfriend. And yet, you treat me like a former junior. Of course, I’d notice.”
“……”
“Come here. I’ll make up for all the hugs I couldn’t give you before, so hurry.”
“……”
“Senior… no, nuna!”
“……”
“I’m really sorry. It’s all my fault, okay?”
His large, beautiful brown eyes shimmered like stars, staring at her. If this were the Seung-eon who had just woken up and frantically searched for her “secret boyfriend,” she might have hugged him without a trace of doubt. But now…
Wait a minute.
Then… what about Seo Isu?
And Jeong Hee-do?
No… Jeong Hee-do was out because of family issues…
Anyway.
Am I really… not involved with anyone else?
“Ugh.”
“Nuna?”
The way he addressed her changed.
As if to assert that the boyfriend she had been searching for was right in front of her, he shifted from “senior” to “nuna.”
Are you okay?
Seung-eon touched her throbbing forehead. Yoo Hyun-joon stepped closer to support her, and she extended her other hand to stop him.
“I… need to use the bathroom for a moment.”
“Shall I go with you?”
Together? No way.
“No, it’s fine. I’ll be back and we can talk again… Just stay here.”
Even though there was no chance Yoo Hyun-joon would run away now that her identity was revealed, Seung-eon left the VIP waiting room after several warnings.
[Secretary Chu, can you summarize Team Leader Yoo Hyun-joon’s schedule since I woke up and send it to me?]
She sent a message to Chu Young-eun, and soon received a reply.
[Chu Young-eun: Team Leader Yoo Hyun-joon?]
[Yes. It’s urgent.]
[Chu Young-eun: It will take about 30 minutes.]
As expected, their Secretary Chu.
She can do anything.
Seung-eon admired Chu Young-eun’s efficiency once again.
I have to leave Yoo Hyun-joon alone for the 30 minutes until Young-eun contacts me again…
What excuse should she give…
“Oh? Isn’t this President Kang?”
At that moment, a chill ran down Seung-eon’s spine.
“Let me remind you again. During this event, the people we must avoid most are the media. Do not face them until the president is ready, and also…”
While preparing for the first day of WGF, Seung-eon had looked unusually worried. Secretary Chu insisted repeatedly, trying to give precautions.
“Secretary Chu.”
Seung-eon interrupted her.
“I may have amnesia, but I haven’t lost all my memories.”
She added with a smile.
“Do you think I can’t handle the media?”
She had survived all of her aunt’s interference through the media; attending a simple game event with some journalists shouldn’t be a problem.
“I’m Kang Seung-eon.”
Seung-eon waved her hand, signaling not to worry.
But then…
Bang! Bang! Bang!
“President Kang, are you there? Come out for a moment. Let’s talk, President Kang!”
Good grief, what a persistent journalist.
Seung-eon frowned at the reporter knocking relentlessly on the tightly closed bathroom door.
It’s me, President Kang! Reporter Yong Ho-jung from Hi Economy! Do you remember me? Oh my, President Kang, where are you going? I have something to ask! Hey, President Kang! Wait! Don’t leave!
Of all people, it had to be Reporter Yong Ho-jung. Luck was not on her side.
This reporter again.
Her misfortune with Yong Ho-jung started a long time ago.
“What is it?”
Secretary Chu, who had been staring down at something for a while, finally spoke. Seung-eon’s eyes followed her.
Secretary Chu, smiling faintly at Seung-eon, handed over her phone with an even more irritated expression than usual.
“Reporter Yong Ho-jung from <Hi Economy>. This won’t do.”
“What?”
“She keeps producing ridiculous articles about you. That you and Director Jeong are about to get married or something like that.”
“You’re trying to connect me with Jeong Hee-do again? Don’t some reporters know we’re just perfect friends?”
“She knows. That’s why she’s doing it.”
“Hm.”
“But among them, Reporter Yong is particularly malicious. When we first brought in Team Leader Seo, she spread nonsense about charms and so on. Now she claims Director Jeong stayed at our company instead of going to Ocean because she plans to take over HG from Lukin.”
“Oh, that person? That’s harsh.”
“What should we do?”
“Hi Economy, right?”
“Yes.”
“I should call President Gong after a long time. Connect me.”
“Understood.”
The business world is surprisingly small, and the connections among its leaders are even closer.
The journalist from Hi Economy probably had no idea that Seung-eon had known the newspaper’s CEO since childhood as her uncle and niece.
When Seung-eon had called the CEO of Hi Media, the parent company of Hi Economy, to complain about the articles, Yong Ho-jung was quickly transferred to another branch. That seemed like yesterday.
Perhaps because of that past grudge, Yong Ho-jung targeted Seung-eon again years later, spreading false information and damaging her reputation beyond the HG boundary.
“While you were unconscious, she really ran wild.”
Even more so when Seung-eon couldn’t respond during her comatose state.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
“President Kang, I know you’re there~!”
Her ears were ringing.
“I heard you haven’t given any interviews since returning. How about giving me one first?”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
“President Kang~ President Kang Seung-eon?”
This is really troublesome.
