The Granddaughter of the Manhyang Escort Agency Hides Her Magic - Chapter 37

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Chapter 37

“If you don’t like it, just give it to me. You can give it to someone else.”

Shin Ah grumbled and reached out her hand.

So Cheonrim quickly raised his head. The forceful movement even shook his balance.

“Ugh!”

He fell backward ungracefully on his bottom.

Shin Ah didn’t know, but this was the first time in So Cheonrim’s life that he had fallen backward so clumsily.

Even in the midst of this, he held the hair ribbon high in the air. He was worried that it might get dusty.

The hair ribbon fluttered at Shin Ah’s eye level.

“Are you alright, Father?”

Flustered, Shin Ah jumped down from under the chair.

“I’m fine.”

So Cheonrim smiled awkwardly as he got up and subtly moved away from Shin Ah.

When Shin Ah took a step closer, he moved away by exactly that much.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m not going anywhere.”

“It looks like you’re running away.”

“How could that be? By the way, Shin Ah, don’t your legs hurt? Come sit on the chair quickly.”

Normally, So Cheonrim would have rushed over to lift her up and seat her on the chair, but now he only told her to sit.

Shin Ah’s heart sank.

‘Did he not just dislike the gift, but become disappointed in me? He promised not to be disappointed!’

Shin Ah was shocked by So Cheonrim’s behavior one after another. Tears quickly welled up in the child’s eyes.

“Shin Ah, why are you crying?”

At his precious daughter’s tears, So Cheonrim rushed over in a panic.

As he quickly hugged the child to comfort her, Shin Ah’s tears grew even bigger.

Pearl-like teardrops flowed down Shin Ah’s cheeks without stopping.

“Father, *sob*, Father…”

“Yes, me? What did I do wrong?”

“The hair ribbon, please give me the hair ribbon.”

Shin Ah held out both hands.

“That won’t do. Where is it written that you give something and then take it back?”

“You don’t, *sniff*, like it.”

“Who said that? I’m thinking about how I could possibly wear something so precious and valuable on my head.”

“Then why, *sob*, didn’t you say anything after receiving it?”

So Cheonrim finally realized why Shin Ah was crying.

‘My behavior caused a misunderstanding!’

So Cheonrim’s heart was torn into a thousand pieces as he realized he had hurt his pretty and precious daughter’s feelings from the morning.

So Cheonrim hastily explained and did his best to comfort Shin Ah.

“Father made a mistake. I couldn’t speak because I liked it so much. When people are truly happy, they become speechless.”

Shin Ah’s sobbing gradually subsided.

“R-really?”

“Of course, absolutely.”

So Cheonrim spoke emphatically and rubbed his cheek against Shin Ah’s tear-wet cheek.

Shin Ah pouted her lips and fidgeted with her fingers. Then she pushed So Cheonrim’s face away with her tiny hand.

“Do you like the hair ribbon?”

Her large eyes were now filled with expectation rather than sadness.

So Cheonrim smiled brightly and nodded vigorously.

“I like it so much!”

“But the needlework is clumsy, isn’t it? It’s all crooked.”

“To Father’s eyes, it looks like decoration? It’s a wonderful pattern. Even if I tried to do it on purpose, I couldn’t do it like this.”

Shin Ah’s cheeks dimpled with joy. However, her lips stubbornly refused to curve upward.

“The embroidery is also a mess. Can you tell what it is?”

To avoid disappointing the child, he absolutely had to guess correctly, but he had no idea what the pink circle meant.

So Cheonrim became nervous.

‘A ball?’

But the pink color bothered him.

‘A pig?’

Baby pigs are pink, but this embroidery had no eyes, nose, mouth, or ears.

“You don’t know, do you? As expected, my skills are terrible… Give it to me. I’ll make you a new one.”

“No! I know!”

Afraid Shin Ah would snatch it away, So Cheonrim quickly answered.

But what could it really be?

So Cheonrim’s eyes shook left and right.

This was his last chance to heal Shin Ah’s hurt feelings.

So Cheonrim stared intently at the pink circle with desperate eyes.

Looking closely, one side of the circle was pointed and protruding.

The circle wasn’t perfect to begin with, but the particularly protruding part caught his eye.

It resembled a petal!

So Cheonrim looked down at Shin Ah intently.

‘Could she possibly remember those words?’

When Shin Ah had collapsed from illness and was unconscious, the words So Cheonrim had said while watching over her all night.

‘The spring when Shin Ah was born was such a good season. When the cherry blossoms bloom, we’ll go on a picnic together, Father and you. You’ll promise me that, won’t you?’

Cherry blossoms were special flowers to So Cheonrim.

Cherry blossoms were the flowers Shin Ah’s mother loved, and cherry blossom petals fell like rain on the day Shin Ah was born.

“It’s a flower.”

Shin Ah pouted her lips. She seemed to be holding back a smile.

“It’s a cherry blossom. Our Shin Ah embroidered a cherry blossom.”

“That’s right!”

At the child’s expression that finally bloomed like a flower in full bloom, all the world’s worries disappeared.

So Cheonrim hugged Shin Ah tightly.

“Thank you, Shin Ah.”

“Do you like it?”

“I love it. I’ll only use this hair ribbon for the rest of my life.”

“But it will get dirty.”

“It doesn’t matter. The ribbon is so pretty that even if it gets dirty, it won’t show.”

Shin Ah felt proud.

‘He really likes it. It’s not that difficult, so I’ll make him another one.’

Socks come in pairs, gloves come in pairs, so shouldn’t hair ribbons come in pairs too?

Shin Ah clenched her hands into fists to hide her fingertips that had turned red from countless needle pricks.

Through his tight embrace, So Cheonrim’s emotions flowed into her, and Shin Ah’s chest swelled greatly with pride.

‘So this is the joy of giving gifts.’

Shin Ah’s mood also improved accordingly.

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“What? Father’s acupuncturist came looking for Shin Ah?”

Dang Mihee slammed down her tea cup hard. As the tea splashed and dirtied the table, a servant who had been waiting nearby quickly approached to clean it up.

Dang Mihee glared into empty space.

‘When I requested to have a single outfit made, he ignored me, but he’s making one for Shin Ah?’

It must certainly be Hyeokho’s order.

‘I heard that Father often asks about Shin Ah’s news – has his heart completely turned toward her?’

Dang Mihee had her eyes and ears within Wolhwa Hall.

Of course, they couldn’t penetrate deeply.

But it was enough to hear reports that Hyeokho would come out to the courtyard and often ask, ‘How is Shin Ah’s health? What is she doing?’

‘He’s always been fond of the Biwongak children.’

Hyeokho had started distancing himself from Biwongak when Cheonrim began focusing on Shin Ah’s treatment.

Before that, he had favored Cheondo more than Mando and Ilbi, which Dang Mihee remembered.

‘Now that Shin Ah is getting healthy, problems are arising. But how exactly did she get healthy? The Tang Family’s doctor clearly said Shin Ah would be beyond recovery.’

In the past, at Cheonrim’s request, she had brought a Tang Family doctor to examine Shin Ah’s pulse.

Since the Sacheon Tang Family was most skilled with poisons and medicines in Murim, he must have held hope.

But the Tang Family doctor had given up on treating Shin Ah.

While he gave Cheonrim hope by telling him to keep watching, he confessed the truth to Dang Mihee.

‘Since the cause is unknown, treatment is impossible. She could either waste away and die, or recover. What’s certain is that even if she recovers, she won’t be a match for Young Master Mando.’

He had definitely said that.

Dang Mihee bit her nails with sharp clicks.

‘I can’t just sit and watch this. I need to come up with some plan!’

Dang Mihee raised her eyebrows.

“Where is the Pavilion Master?”

“He’s still in his bedroom.”

“Still in his bedroom when the sun is high in the sky?”

She was dumbfounded by the servant’s answer.

To catch Hyeokho’s attention, being moderately diligent wouldn’t suffice.

He should be visiting trading companies day and night to secure escort missions, training the escort warriors, and managing Yuwongak inside and out.

‘Everything about him irritates me!’

Dang Mihee ground her teeth and headed toward the Pavilion Master’s private quarters.

“Honey!”

Before the servant could announce her visit, Dang Mihee burst open Baekrim’s door.

Baekrim, who had just woken up and was eating while yawning lazily, swallowed the food in his mouth without chewing.

“My wife, you’ve come?”

Dongpo pork sauce was smeared around his mouth as he laughed awkwardly. Dang Mihee furrowed her brow sharply.

“What are you doing here?”

“What am I doing? As you can see, I’m having breakfast. If you haven’t eaten, please sit down. It’s been a while since we ate together…”

“Everyone get out.”

Dang Mihee glared at the servants attending to the meal. It seemed as if poison was shooting from her eyes.

Everyone knew who held real power in Yuwongak, so they all rushed out without a word.

“What’s wrong?”

Only then did Baekrim read Dang Mihee’s mood.

“What happened with your visit to Father?”

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