The Regressed Chaebol Grandson Finds It Hard to Forgive - Chapter 140

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Episode 140. There Are Ranks Among People (1)

“You bastard! How dare you threaten me?”

Yun Se-a had returned home.
The fury and killing intent that erupted inside her—she couldn’t suppress either.

She rushed to meet Ju Mi-ju.

The quickest route to confirm Ha Tae-ung’s true identity.

Hearing the facts, she was left speechless.

That arrogant bastard who had grabbed her wrist and looked down at her with contemptuous eyes!

A discarded relic cast out from the Ha Ryun Group.

A man abandoned by the Ha family alongside his own father.

“Both of them! I’m going to crush them to pieces! Kekeke.”

Yun Se-a trembled with the humiliation she had suffered today.

Recalling Jang Ji-yu and Ha Tae-ung, she gnashed her teeth and radiated lethal intent.

She was undeniably the lady of the Shindo Group.

Despite lacking any real power, Jang Ji-yu had the audacity to be arrogant before her simply because she was the eldest daughter.

As for Ha Tae-ung, who was with her—needless to say.

“What power do you two even have!!”

Yet Ha Tae-ung’s words—that he would take responsibility for Jang Ji-yu—kept ringing in her ears.

“Jang Ji-yu. I’ll deal with you first.”

Yun Se-a’s mind raced quickly.

Click.

Just then, the front door opened.

Shuffle-shuffle.

A large man appeared, dragging his slippers.

Her husband, a man far removed from any sense of self-discipline.

Jang Yong-guk, the president of the Shindo Group, his massive frame made even more imposing by an abdomen that jutted out as if he were nine months pregnant.

Today, too, his face was flushed red with drink.

“I’m home.”

There was no way to know which woman he’d been rolling around with this time.
But Yun Se-a didn’t care in the least.

She beamed and accepted his outer jacket.

“…….”

No simple greeting, no exchange of glances—Jang Yong-guk said nothing.

He had been like this ever since their daughter was born.

Yun Se-a had been treated like a fish thrown into a pond.

“Can I get you some honey water?”

Yun Se-a spoke with a coy lilt in her voice.

Swish.

Jang Yong-guk quietly observed Yun Se-a, who seemed more unusually eager than on other days.

He was the chairman of a group commanding hundreds of thousands of employees.

“Is there something you need?”

He offered the words flatly, without warmth.

Yun Se-a was easier to deal with than his late wife Ju Hee-yeon, more coquettish and less demanding.

Ju Hee-yeon, a star of her era, had always been stiff.

She demanded of him the ordinary devotion a husband owes his wife—the kind ordinary men might offer.

Ju Hee-yeon had demanded that he pour his time and passion into their daughter and herself.

Jang Yong-guk had to navigate the expectations of even the powerful shareholder who was his mother-in-law, and he’d had his fill of words.

Ju Hee-yeon’s true nature, never exposed through the camera lens.

Nothing like the cheerful, bear-like, coquettish Yun Se-a—quite the opposite of Ju Hee-yeon.

“Hehe~ You think I’m shallow, don’t you~”

Yun Se-a laughed, affecting charm.

‘This bear’s got quick instincts.’

Yun Se-a maintained absolute vigilance.

With only one daughter, her position still lacked real weight.

If she fell out of Jang Yong-guk’s favor, she could be cast out at any moment.

“I’m tired. Spit it out quickly.”

Jang Yong-guk settled onto the sofa, grabbing the remote, and spoke again.

Jang Yong-guk never said anything a third time.

“I think we need to look after Ji-yu a bit.”
“Ji-yu? Why would you care about Ji-yu?”

His eldest daughter, who despised him for remarrying Yun Se-a.

At the unexpected mention of his daughter, Jang Yong-guk’s eyebrows twitched.

He knew things weren’t good between Ji-yu and Yun Se-a.

But care about Ji-yu?

“Ji-yu’s in her final year of high school. With college coming up, people gossip seeing her alone like that. And I’m her mother, after all…….”
“Ha.”

A short, bitter laugh escaped Jang Yong-guk’s lips.

“Si-yu misses her older sister too. It must be lonely being by herself.”
“…….”

Their younger daughter, Jang Si-yu, born between them.

She was in kindergarten now.

“And…… there’s talk. Bad talk.”
“Talk?”
“The college entrance exam’s coming up soon…… and she’s been seen with a boy…….”
“Is the boy’s name Ha Tae-ung, by any chance?”

Jang Yong-guk’s face suddenly turned rigid.

“Oh my! You know him?”
“Let her focus on her studies instead of wasting time.”

At the mention of Ha Tae-ung’s name, Jang Yong-guk made no effort to hide his displeasure.

‘This bear knew all along?’

Yun Se-a’s eyes gleamed.

“Should I have him brought in?”
“Tell the executive office. I’ll have a room prepared.”

Jang Ji-yu’s fate aligned perfectly with Yun Se-a’s designs.

“Understood~ I’ll bring him tomorrow.”

Yun Se-a’s voice turned light and buoyant.

‘Just you wait until you get here. I’m going to bleed you dry! Hehehehe.’

A sinister plan took shape in Yun Se-a’s mind, piece by piece.

But she didn’t know.

Jang Ji-yu was not the foolish idiot she imagined.

And behind her…….

* * *

Slurp-slurp.

Seo Da-hee, the singer-songwriter known to the public as Pyuria.

She’s currently performing the Face-Changing Technique right in front of me.

“Eat slowly.”
“Yes? Ye-eees.”

Seo Da-hee had called late at night asking if I was busy.

And prepared ‘that ramen’ for her.

Crack! An egg drops in.
Sprinkle, sprinkle—green onion.

“Ha Tae-ung……”
“Yes.”
“Sorry, but…… do you have any cold rice?”

Seo Da-hee had already finished slurping all the noodles.

“We have Instant Rice.”
“Thanks!”

At this point, we’re quite close.
She’s staying at the Signiel.

Some might say she’s wasting money unnecessarily, but that’s not how it is.

This is an investment.

Seo Da-hee’s next New Song will be a massive hit.

Just being able to hear that track is more than worth the expense.

Before the Regression, her songs carried me through difficult times.

I also received hundreds of billions in gifts from Han Deok-im.

The 300 billion I’ve set aside separately is spending money for whenever I need it.

Personal funds to help my parents and to give and share with the world.

The words my grandmother spoke as she stroked my head back then.

If you eat alone, your belly will burst!

Whirrrrr.

I put the Instant Rice into the microwave.

Tap-tap-tap-a-tap.

Rain streaks down the window in rhythm.

While waiting for the rice, Seo Da-hee gazed out the window.

Her profile…… is enchanting.

The solo singer I once had a crush on.

“Hmm~♪”

Light humming flowed from her lips.

An unreleased New Song, and one of my favorite tracks of all time.

Wind, rain, and us.

“Hmm-hmm~♬”

I found myself humming along without thinking.

“La-ah~♪ Hmm-hmm~ Wind and us~♬”

The song title had slipped from my lips because I’d been so absorbed in the melody.
The core lyric of the song itself.

“Huh?”
“…….”

Seo Da-hee, who had been gazing out the window, was genuinely shocked.

This situation is awkward for me too.

A song that should never come from my lips yet.

Ding!

The microwave finished running.

Pop.

Stay as natural as possible!
I casually retrieved the Instant Rice.

Times like this call for a poker face and acting ignorant.

“Want me to pour it in?”
“…….”

I asked while opening the Instant Rice.
Seo Da-hee stared at me intently.

Her eyes, wide with genuine surprise, were large.

“What was that harmony just now? And…… that’s the song lyric, isn’t it?”
“What do you mean?”
“Wind and us…….”
“I just thought of it after hearing your humming. Is something strange about that?”

Playing innocent, straight-faced.

Clack!

Seo Da-hee suddenly set down the spoon she’d been holding.

Her eyes sparkled as if a sage had just discovered eureka.

“I should get going.”
“Excuse me?”
“Something urgent came up…….”

Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap.

She jumped up and dashed out as she spoke.

“Wait, right now…….”

I stood there vacantly, holding the steaming Instant Rice, watching her disappear.

Click.

The front door opened and, like the wind itself, she vanished into the night.

I’m left bewildered.

Rain falling outside the window, leftover ramen broth.
Only the Instant Rice, still steaming, remained.

But we were supposed to eat ramen together!!
Share a bottle of wine and…….

“Haha.”

A light laugh escaped me without thinking.

The pleasant midnight episode she left behind.

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