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She had not yet seen the remains of her husband's body, which was only a wreckage, and she had not yet been able to re-cremate the
person who had died in the instant explosion.
But……
What on earth is mom talking about now?
The cage her mother had woven finally began to break apart bit by bit.
"…What can I help you with?"
Her hoarse voice came out dryly.
"…How can I help?"
Mom had a strange expression on her face.
Her eyes suddenly widened and she looked very surprised.
“You, you…”
"Mother."
“…”
"Stop talking nonsense."
Her voice was hoarse like drought.
There was nothing to be afraid of, alone in mourning.
Keeping your mouth shut is like living with a scabbard in your hand. You have been beaten for too long because you
don't know how to draw the sword.
For her, silence was a form of obedience in order to gain her mother's love.
But now she understands.
Her heart kept beating, encouraging her.

Draw the sword. Find the lost words.
Become an adult, Hong Hee-joo.
Even if I get hurt, even if I roll into the mud.
That's fine too.
That is a must.
"Don't even think about using me to help Chairman Hong's career."
Hee Joo said with red eyes.
"You, since when did you start..."
"Don't even think about using me for anything."
“…”
“Are you my pimp?”
My mother's face turned red and she was breathing heavily.
“You, you…! That’s the kind of thing you say to your mother—!”
"Why?"
Hee Joo stood up and grabbed her mother's shoulders. She looked at her mother and broke the spell that
Kim Yeon Hee had cast in the past.

63.
"Can't I say something serious to my mother?"
"you……"
"My mother used her daughter to gain status, so I can't do the same?"
“…”
"If you're going to do it, do it fairly!"
The loud noise woke up her sister who was napping next to her. In-ya instinctively put herself between the two of them,
but it was no use.
Hee Joo's anger has been going on for a long time, and even In-ya was overwhelmed by her momentum.
"My mother doesn't like me."
“…”
"I know how I can be liked as a continuation of my mother's past. Growing up in a wealthy family
and enjoying good food, clothes and a good place to live, sometimes I can't stand it."
Jin Yanxi's face turned pale.
"Whenever they hear people talking about my mother's background, they will come to me. They will take any
opportunity to ridicule me."
“…”
"My mother would only feel relieved when she saw that I was treated worse than her. In the cold
and ruthless rich family, I was her only comfort."
“…”
"Mom hopes I'm unhappy—"
Hee Joo straightened her back.
"The one person who can't leave me is my mother."
Jin Yanxi couldn't refute a word and could only stare with eyes wide open.
"Stop using me as a sacrifice to sustain your life."
"you……"
"I will never be a sacrifice to my mother again."
Hee Joo deliberately stepped back to distance herself from her mother. Kim Yeon Hee instinctively reached out her hand, but
Hee Joo pushed it away mercilessly.
"I'm saying, I don't need a mom anymore."
“…”
"I'm saying, I'm never going to love you again."
She thought of the empty urn.
To start a new love, you must first learn to let go. She learned this too late.
"I'm saying, I can live well without you."
When was the last time you opened those heavy curtains?
Hee Joo thought in her slow-moving mind.
After the funeral, she did not leave her husband's bed, believing that when she woke up from sleep,
everything would be a dream.
She doesn’t watch the news either, she just lives her life as if she’s dead.
Just like this for one day, two days, one week, two weeks, one month...
If it weren't for her sister who occasionally brought food, Hee Joo might have starved to death.
“Hey, Hee Joo…how long are you going to lie down?”
“…”
She had neither shared any great love with Bai Siyan nor made any great
promises, but she had lost all motivation to live.
She had struggled desperately not to become a person like her father, but when she woke up, she found herself
becoming the person she tried so hard to escape from.
Hee Joo stared blankly at the dust floating in the air and muttered to herself.
"I'm not trying to escape from this political marriage, actually..."
"Um."
"Actually...I seem to want to get something."
“……!”
"Anyway, I think that's what I really feel..."
Those words that were once difficult to say now flow out calmly.
Compared to completely losing that person, these words were nothing. Such simple
words made her regret spread like poison.
"But because he is my sister's fiancé, I have kept my feelings to myself. I am afraid of being
scolded for coveting someone else's man like my mother... I can only suppress my feelings."
“…”
“So sometimes I feel like I’m suffocating.”

"……is that so?"
"Well... I'm really tired of looking at other people's eyes and barely enduring. Sometimes I even
want to just disappear. But the fact is——"
Hee Joo was speechless for a moment.
Because the emotions that surged up were really hard to suppress.
“That person disappeared.”
“…”
"Sister is wrong. I was the one who was stung, and he was the one who turned into water droplets."
The pillowcase was quietly soaked.
The father was heartbroken, perhaps not because he was betrayed by love, but because he did not try his best.
Because I didn’t give my all to get hurt.
The regret gradually ate away at her.
The repetitive sight of his back every night eventually turned into self-loathing.
The loop of regret keeps looping in my mind.
That was exhausting.
“……!”
Just then, the sun suddenly shone in. My sister opened the blackout curtains.
Hee Joo frowned because of the glaring light.
"Would you like to go out for a walk with your sister?"
“…”
"It's snowing outside, and you're already thirty years old."
“……!”
Hee Joo suddenly raised her head from under the covers.
“…I’m thirty years old?”
"Well, the New Year has passed."
Hearing this, Hee Joo, who was lying there like a dead chicken, immediately stood up, grabbed some
clothes and started to change.
Hong Renya was stunned.
"Hey...what's wrong with you?"
"Didn't you say you were going out?"
"ah?"
“Nice shoes and bags.”
She muttered mechanically.
“I want to buy those.”
"What?"
Hong In-ah watched Hee-joo busying herself.
In this way, thirty-year-old Hee-joo bought beautiful shoes and bags.
Ten days later, she went to the stray dog protection center to clean the floor.
After playing with the puppies all day, I was exhausted. Some of them had their ears drooping and just
stared out the window endlessly. Xizhu felt sad and could only gently stroke their thin backs.
Another ten days passed.
This time she went to the KTV and held the microphone tightly. Her sister and the head of the center, Han Jun,
who went with her, could only play the hand drum awkwardly. Singing loudly made her feel very happy.
Ten more days.
Hee-joo went to an artist to paint her melancholy face. Although she felt a little uneasy sitting still, when she saw
the painting, she found it was obviously different from the photo.
She briefly wondered if Bai Siyan also wanted to see this painting?
Ten days passed again, and Hee Joo went out for dinner. But this time, her sister and Director Han Jun, who
went with her, kept looking at her secretly, making it difficult for her to eat.
That night, I vomited everything I ate.
Ten days later, Hee-joo started exercising. He had said not to get sick, so she decided to get some sun first.
Hee-joo walked to the park in front of her house and saw the public telephone booth being dismantled. She
quickly returned home.
Another ten days passed.
Now, Hee-joo starts working out how not to think about him.
But it was no use. She tried everything he suggested, but she couldn't muster up the energy. There was nothing
else she could do.
"Director, is there any work?"
Xizhu came to the sign language interpretation center after a long absence and asked with a haggard look on her face.
"Work?"
“I took too long to rest.”

"Um……"
Director Han Jun scratched his eyebrows.
"What's wrong?"
"Actually there is one, but... can you do it--"
"What do you mean? I'm the sign language interpreter for the Blue House. What can't I do?"
Hee Joo questioned, fiddling with the flowers on the table.
"You've never done voice translation before. I still feel awkward talking to you like this. Don't you need some
time to get used to it?"
"It doesn't matter. I've already practiced my tongue very well."
"What?"
“…That’s it.”
Hee-joo's listless response made the director sigh. He stared at her as if testing her.
"Marid Wedding Hall. Translation of the bride's speech."
“……!”
"Can you do it? If you find it difficult, don't force yourself—"
"Yes, I can do it."
Hee Joo said calmly.
The wedding hall surrounded by flowers is beautiful.
The task this time was to translate the speech of the deaf-mute bride to the guests.
Hee Joo put on a neat suit for the first time in a long time and sat in the guest seat.
She watched the entire wedding process expressionlessly, checking her watch from time to time.
"——Then, for the last part, the bride has prepared a speech for the groom! Please ask the sign language interpreter to
come on stage as well."
The host announced the final segment.
Hee Joo stood up and took a deep breath.
The bride in her pure white wedding dress recognized Hee Joo and nodded slightly.
Hee Joo held the microphone and looked intently at the bride who began to use sign language.
"Dear husband."
This is her first time doing voice translation.
Although her voice was trembling a little, her elegant tone came out steadily.
Hee Joo’s eyes never left the bride’s hand.
My mouth opened involuntarily.
"We have known each other for a long time. When I first met you, I had nothing, and now, I am a salaried
employee."
In a corner of the wedding hall, Han Jun followed secretly wearing sunglasses. He bit his cracked lips
nervously.
This is Hong Hee Joo's first time doing voice translation, how could he miss it...!
Although this was the moment when she went from being a half sign language interpreter to a full sign language interpreter,
Han Jun did not feel happy.
"I actually have a lot to say to you, but I have always been reluctant to express myself. So I would like to take
this opportunity to speak my mind."
His expression turned serious at that moment.

"Thank you for always tolerating and loving me, for hugging me more deeply than my parents, and for making
me feel as secure as if I were reborn—"
Hee Joo’s voice began to tremble.
"When you hugged me more deeply than my parents, I felt a sense of security as if I was born again.
——”
The sound suddenly stopped.
Hee Joo, who was translating, kept her lips tightly shut, like a shell.
The guests began to murmur, but when she met the bride's eyes, she recovered herself.
“The feeling of —.”
The hand holding the microphone was shaking, and the shaking was clearly visible to the naked eye.
Director Han Jun gently stroked his cheek. This was not because he was nervous about interpreting for the
first time.
That's Hee Joo's...
His mouth was filled with mixed emotions.
"Thank you for criticizing me sometimes. I am a better person thanks to my brother--"
Again, the voice choked.
There, Hee Joo bit her lip to hold back tears.
"Became a better person, uh... became, uh..."
The bride, who happened to see Hee Joo's face, couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.
Although the guests in the audience burst into laughter because the interpreter started crying before the
bride, Han Jun couldn't laugh.

"Become a better person - sob..."
Today marks the hundredth day since his death.

64.
The feeling of powerlessness came over me again.
This is true even though there is a huge amount of money in the account and even though I have gained the freedom I have
always dreamed of.
"Congressman Baek Eui-ryong was investigated by prosecutors today for alleged bribery and illegal campaign funding.
Last month, Professor Sim Kyu-jin of Korea University was charged with tax evasion of tens of billions of dollars—"
Hee Joo looked at her parents-in-law who had become suspects with a blank expression, but she had no emotion in her heart.
Hee Joo lowered her head.
Just before falling asleep——
Ring, ring, ring, ring!
The ringing sound echoing in the silence suddenly made her nerves tense. Hee Joo frowned slightly and picked up the
phone.
It should be the elder sister or the head of the center.
She planned to pretend she didn't see it, reject the call, and turn off her phone. Hee Joo glanced at the screen casually with
her half-opened eyes.
675……?
It was an unregistered number and in an area code she had never seen before.
Hee Joo wanted to press the end button, but the piercing ringtone made her feel uneasy.
A dull ache in the back of my head.
Hee Joo bit her lip and finally slid the answer button.
This is an impulsive behavior.
"……Hello?"
——…….
"Hello?"
——…….
There was silence on the other end of the receiver.
--who……?
——…….
--who……
Suddenly, the phone was hung up.
Xizhu stood there for a long while, holding the phone.
Is the heating not on?
She rubbed her arms for no apparent reason, feeling a chill.
She herself didn't know why.
My heart seemed to drop heavily.
But from that day on, these ghostly calls came every night.
Today too, the phone call came again.
One day, two days, three days, four days...

Lu Qiwu called from the same number at the same time every day and then hung up. This
strange behavior kept repeating.
Hee Joo was woken up by the ringing every time, but she didn't block the number.
"Hello?"
——…….
"Alas... I don't know who you are."
——…….
“It’s early morning here.”
——…….
"Don't you sleep over there?"
She uttered these words in a state of half-sleep.
"Can't you speak?"
——…….
"Actually, I'm mute."
Hee Joo herself didn't know why she was talking nonsense like a drunk old man.
"Aren't you going to hang up first today?"
——…….
"Are you human?"
——…….
"It's not AI, is it? Am I talking to a machine?"

Such ridiculous nights kept repeating.
She clutched the unanswered phone, mumbling to herself like a drunk about the night.
At that moment, the TV suddenly played the last video of Bai Siyan before the accident.
“……!”
Hee Joo didn't even dare to blink, and her whole body turned cold in an instant.
It felt like cement dust had gotten into my eyes and it stung my eyeballs.
"Find me."
The eyes on the other side of the screen just met her gaze.
Her heart seemed to drop heavily.
What does that mean?
What exactly do you want me to find and how do I find it?
Xizhu looked at the face that was full of longing and resentment, and her heart was full of questions.
Her breathing became disordered and heavy gasps came from her throat.
At the same time, there was a loud noise from the other end of the phone.
Only then did Hee Joo realize that she was still on the phone.
ÿ……orada ……yapÿyorsun…….
The call, which had been dead silent, suddenly became filled with all kinds of noise, as if a door had been opened.
There were foreign voices in the distance, loud noises, piercing…some kind of sound.
There was also the sound of someone's regular breathing.

"Hello……."
Before I could finish my words, the call was disconnected.
Hee Joo smoothed her hair that had fallen down and rubbed her face vigorously.
"Am I just imagining things..."
She glanced at the urn anxiously.
"You weren't cheated out of money, were you?"
"What?"
Xizhu came to the base station and sat down to consult. As soon as she explained the situation, the staff
member who had been staring at the computer started talking nonstop.
“675 is indeed an international call. But the call fee is 1,400 won per minute. In short, this is a
random call made by a local telecommunications operator in order to earn call fees.”
“…….”
"Our current speculation is this. There isn't a lot of international calling here, so the charges are
high. But so far, no one has reported being scammed of large sums of money."
Hee Joo had a hard time listening and couldn't keep up with the employee who was talking so fast.
“Do you know anyone in Papua New Guinea?”
"Bab...where?"
She blinked blankly.
"Papua New Guinea. A country in Oceania."
"No."
“That’s where the call came from.”
Hee Joo was speechless.
The staff at the base station said so and she had nothing to say.
Hee Joo stood up and was about to leave when she grabbed the table again.
“Is it possible that this is a fake number?”
"Fake number?"
The counselor's eyes widened, then he smiled.
"Yes, for example, just call me..."
“Is it that exaggerated?”
Those big eyes were full of pure questioning.
"Well……"
Hee Joo scratched her forehead in embarrassment.
"No, I met a guy who... He faked the number and called only one person."
"Why?"
"Well...if you ask why..."
Hee Joo rolled her eyes and stalled.
"Maybe because you have something to do?"
“…….”
"Maybe it's to convey some kind of message to me? One of my nicknames is 406, and this
number is 675. 406 and 67 are put together, and the 0 should be 5, so it ends with 675--"
“…….”
“Isn’t it meaningful?”
Hee Joo leaned closer to his face.
The staff was silent for a while and their expressions became serious.
"Customer, you may have come to the wrong place..."
The staff waved his hand, and a burly section chief came over.
"No, no. Please listen to me—"
The staff just pushed the trouble to the section chief.
The same thing happened when the police department tried to track her location. No one wanted to hear
her theories.
Today she was thirsty and hungry all day and kept eating. Although there was nothing stressful, her
heart was beating like tachycardia and could not calm down.
Hee Joo waited for night to come again.
Here it comes...!
She dashed over to the couch, pressing the phone to her ear as quickly as a soldier assembling a gun.
"Hello?"
ÿ…….
Still silent, but her heart was beating almost painfully.
“Is that a foreign country?”

——…….
"Why are you calling? There must be a reason."
——…….
"Whether it's prank calls or spam messages, or insurance sales pitches or loans."
——…….
“You’re not going to sell me?”
As the silence lengthened, a strange sense of certainty rose in Hee-joo.
"You're not trying to cheat me out of my money, are you?"
——…….
"Then how do you know I'm a wealthy widow..."
People should think she's crazy.
Hee Joo licked her dry lips frequently.
“Could it be…?”
She paced around the spacious living room with trembling legs.
"Bai Siyan, uh, that is to say..."
——…….
"Are you my husband?"
Yes, it could be...
A call from her dead husband.

"What's going on? You actually took the initiative to ask us to meet?"
Hee Joo bit her nails as she hesitated whether to say it out loud.
But my sister is a journalist, so she should be interested in conspiracy theories, right?
Hee Joo touched the teacup and spoke with difficulty.
"How's that thing going lately?"
"What's up?"
"The matter about Bai Changhao's family..."
Ah, Hong In-ya nodded indifferently.
"Everything has been turned upside down. It will be difficult for them to get away this time. What's interesting is that
although the top prosecutors are all relatives of Bai Changhao's family, they all pretend not to know."
"Why?"
"They themselves have a fatal handle."
"ah?"
"I don't know who did it."
You don’t need to know, Hong In-ya shrugged.
"Professor Shen Kuizhen has more corruption than Candidate Bai. Is Bai Siyan's assistant also
Shen Kuizhen's man? He will be imprisoned in this trial."
“…….”
"But what's wrong with you?"
"Um?"
Hong In-ah was startled by Hee-joo's cold hands.

"Are you sick? Why are your hands so cold?"
"elder sister……"
“Is there a drugstore nearby?”
"Is Bai Siyan really dead?"
"ah?"
"Bai Siyan, is he really dead?"
“…….”
As expected, my sister's face froze immediately.
"What are you talking about?"
Hee Joo lowered her voice and leaned forward.
"Think about it carefully. Don't you find it strange too? The reporters are all in the screening room. Who
is Bai Siyan holding a press conference with?"
“…….”
"Then, regarding the large number of minor injuries mentioned in the report, have you checked the emergency
room? Are there really any injured people? The reporters with Bai Siyan? Have you checked all of this?"
Hong In-ya opened Hee-joo's eyes and examined them like a doctor.
"It looks normal..."
"I feel like Bai Siyan is still alive."
“……!”
“He calls me every night.”
Hee Joo whispered with wide eyes.

Hong In-ah wordlessly rested her forehead on the table.

65.
As time goes by, Hee-joo becomes more and more isolated.
She doesn't want to receive any more calls from her sister and Director Han Joon, who are both worried about her
mental state. Hee Joo shuts herself in her house again.
However, as soon as the phone rang, she answered it as quickly as a squirrel.
"Hello?"
——…….
The other person's breathing was different from usual, as if it was stuck in the middle.
“Why only call once a day?”
——…….
"Can't it be more frequent?"
——…….
Even if you are considered crazy.
It doesn't matter even if you are treated as a mental patient.
Hee Joo said, closing her eyes tightly.
"I will find you."
——…….
"So please wait for me."
——…….
"No matter where you are, I will find you."
Even if you are a ghost, I will find you.
Hee Joo held the phone tightly with all her strength.
The first time I came to the prison, it seemed desolate and cold.
In the meeting room, Hee Joo anxiously tugged at her carefully dressed clothes, waiting for
someone to arrive.
Not long after, a man appeared accompanied by prison guards. He was Bai Siyan's direct assistant
Park Daozai.
Hee Joo is well aware of how close Park Do Jae and Baek Sa Yeon are.
"Hello."
She greeted him, but Park Do Jae avoided her gaze.
It looked like prison life was tough on him: one of his eyes was badly swollen, his lip was split,
he walked with a limp, and all his limbs were obviously injured.
"I came to see Assistant Park because..."
Xizhu swallowed and asked:
"Where is that person?"
“……!”
Park Do Jae was stunned for a moment and looked at her.
"I know it sounds like a crazy thing to say, but it's just my gut feeling. My gut feeling tells me that
he's still here."
“…….”
"Sometimes, there are some absurd things in life that we have to deal with, and for me, now is
one of those times. Where is he?"
"I have no idea."
He answered expressionlessly.
Park Do-jae obviously had no intention of revealing any information. He turned his head sharply, signaled to the prison
guard, and then stood up.
Just then, Hee-joo grabs his wrist.
"You pushed me."
“……!”
Park Do Jae looked at Hee Joo with a pale face.
“It was you, Park Do-jae, who pushed me in the workshop.”
“……!”
"Would you like to talk about that first?"
His eyes trembled slightly.
At Hee Joo's semi-threatening tone, he sat down again.
Although she was used to threats, this was the only skill she had honed over the past month.
"It looks like you're having a hard time in there."
“……!”
"Answer my question."
Hee Joo glared at him.

"Although my family has fallen on hard times, I am still the second daughter of the president of the Shan
Jing Daily. Compared to you, Assistant Park who is in prison, I have more influence, don't I?"
“…….”
Their eyes met in the air. Hee Joo finally relaxed her shoulders and drooped them weakly.
"I'm not here to judge you. As long as you know about Bai Siyan..."
"My sister disappeared when she was a child."
Park Do-jae interrupted her.
"That incident left our family penniless. It was the late 1990s, when cases of missing children
were rampant. My father quit his job and traveled across the country."
“…….”
"The 30-ping apartment became a 20-ping, then a rented villa, and then a studio in a semi-basement,
all in less than three years."
His voice was low and dark.
"My mother was bedridden due to depression and neurasthenia, and eventually passed away."
“…….”
"At that time, I met Professor Shen."
“……!”
"The reason I stayed with the speaker was because..."
His eyes were dull and lifeless.
"Professor Shen said that Bai Siyan was the one who killed my sister."
“……!”
"I thought that was the name of my senior."
He wiped his face with his handcuffed hands.
"I didn't expect that Senior wasn't that person."
There was a hint of pain on his twisted face.
"It turns out I have been helping the murderer."
A wry smile escaped his cracked lips.
The matter of pushing Hong Hee Joo away.
In order to avoid being discovered, I took the phone out of my backpack.
In order to prevent people from discovering who was behind the threatening calls, he was the one who deliberately
omitted location tracking or destroyed voice files.
She was completely manipulated by Shen Kuizhen and his son, but she had no idea that she was gradually
becoming like them.
Finally, Park Do-jae straightened his bent shoulders and said firmly:
"…He's still here."
Hee Joo’s eyes widened.
"He is still alive.—If he is the man I knew."
"This should be the work of the Blue House planning team. Professor Shen and his biological son planned to blow up
the Bai Changhao Memorial Hall from the beginning."
"If you, Senior, knew about this plan, then the more appropriate question would be which Bai Siyan is really dead."
Just as she was frantically stuffing clothes into the suitcase, the door to the entrance was suddenly
pushed open. With the sound of angry footsteps, a person rushed in.
"Are you crazy?!"
Hong In-ah shouted.
"I thought I heard it wrong!"
“…”
"What? You're going to the Argan Republic?"
Hong In-ya put her hands on her hips and smiled a vicious smile.
"The Ministry of Foreign Affairs called and said there was an exception passport application. The name was Hong Hee-
joo. They asked if I was on the Sankyung Daily itinerary."
Hee Joo just shrugged, her eyes still fixed on the clothes.
"They want to take advantage of the privileges of the chaebol at this time."
"Are you crazy? Why do you want to go there? How dare you go there?"
“…”
Hee Joo continued folding clothes in silence.
If Bai Siyan is really hiding, then he must be in the Argan Republic.
That’s where he served in the military and where he began touring Civil War areas.
Park Do-jae's eyes were full of certainty.
So, the excited sister grabbed Hee Joo's arm.
“Wake up…!”
“…”
"You're not like this because of Bai Siyan, are you?"
Hee Joo looked at her calmly. Her silence revealed an unshakable determination. Hong In-ah
frowned and grabbed her hair.
"I'll ask you to wait a moment. I'm investigating now, and there are indeed some strange things.
Give me a little more time--"
"elder sister."
Hee Joo grabbed her flustered sister’s hand.
"Thank you for letting me escape then."
“……!”
"Thank you for giving me the chance to stay with him."
The whispered words made Hong In-ya's eyes tremble.
"But if you're taking care of me out of guilt—"
Hee Joo squeezed her hand.
"You can stop now."
“……!”
"I have nothing to lose."
Hee Joo said this with a smile on her face.
"Please. If your feelings for me are more than just guilt, just let me go."
"…You are going to die."
"No, I'm going to talk."
Hong In-ya turned her head to hide her red eyes.

Argan is a dangerous country. Still, she can't stop Hee-joo.
She wondered how she was different from Hee-joo now, when she desperately ran away to escape her marriage and
risked her life to undergo illegal clinical surgery.
Hong In-ya often feels that her indifferent father, snobbish stepmother, and her own selfishness are a very suitable
combination.
Except for Hong Xizhu who was sandwiched between them like a coral reef——
The stepsister whose thoughts are as clear as water.
The little hand that saved her from the time when she couldn't hear anything.
"Sure enough, I'm still too late..."
She muttered, hugging Hee Joo tightly.
I felt like I was completely taken away by Bai Siyan.
"We should have gotten married then."
“It’s no longer possible now.”
Hong In-ah couldn't help but sniffle at Hee-joo's determination.
The scorching sun.
Behind the half-ruined buildings, the turquoise waters sparkled.
She pulled the old scarf on her head up over her nose.
The sand and dust brought by the sea breeze entered her mouth from time to time, making her thirst increase rapidly.
Hee Joo licked her dry lips and quickened her pace.
This is a foreign country with vast grasslands and deserts, but it has been in chaos for more than twenty
years.
Broken flags fell randomly on the ground, and the makeshift tents set up everywhere were badly damaged.
Hee-joo made her way through the desolate landscape and climbed a hill covered with bushes.
This is the ÿÿ special education facility.
As she removed the scarf wrapped around her face, a child waved and shouted, "Teacher!" This was a child
using sign language.
"Keep still, be quiet..."
Hee Joo quickly approached the dozen or so children.
Since arriving in the Argan Republic two months ago as an international sign language interpreter, she has been
teaching sign language at this educational facility that brings together deaf and mute children.
“Hee Joo, hurry up!”
At this time, the dean urged her in stiff English.
According to the dean, street fighting will break out here tonight, so they are rushing to the UN tent with the
children.
Just then, a heavy engine sound was heard.
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"Hide quickly..."
Hee Joo used sign language to signal the children to quickly hide in the bushes.
The lights of the military jeep swept past them.
Xizhu wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
It has been two months since I came to Argan.
Although I was able to get here safely through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs through my sister's connections, problems
followed one after another.
She wondered where would he be?
Because we are only acting based on one possibility, everything seems at a loss.
At first, she asked foreign journalists for news about the Orientals, but to no avail.
He was a war correspondent, then worked in the political department, and even became an anchor, so maybe he was in the
heart of the civil war zone?
Later, she moved to the area where the conflict was most intense, but after seeing children fall in the hail of bullets, Hee-joo
never dared to set foot there again.
Deaf and mute children, in particular, are unable to communicate and are the most vulnerable group.
Being unable to speak meant being unable to protest, and they were the first to be asked to give in. Hee-joo understood this all
too well.
So she started teaching international sign language.
As a teacher, her days were busy and fulfilling, and the matter of finding Bai Siyan became increasingly distant.
She could only occasionally ask the dean to tell her if he heard any news about the handsome oriental
reporter.
But every time the dean came back from the city, he just kept shaking his head to express his apology.
Initially, Hee-joo was disappointed and even cried, but now she is used to such setbacks.
The only thing that kept her going was the hope that she would be able to meet him one day.
"Damn it, I've been discovered..."
At this time, the dean walking in front cursed in a low voice. Suddenly, half-hidden rebel soldiers appeared from
all sides, approaching with guns raised.
"Hands up, hands behind your head!"
They shouted rudely, guns approaching.
The frightened children immediately knelt down. Hee Joo also clasped her hands behind her head and lowered her head.
She saw the bullet holes on those army boots and was filled with fear.
“I heard that there is an international sign language interpreter at the ÿÿ educational facility.”
“…”
Hee Joo bit her lip as she heard the other person's slow English.
"These little guys look like ÿÿ's children."
The long barrel of the gun touched the ears of the huddled children.
Seeing the children's frightened eyes, Hee Joo raised her hands tremblingly.
"I, I'm a sign language interpreter."
“No, Hee Joo!”

The dean tried to pull her arm down, but it was too late. A dark-skinned man with thick
eyebrows looked at Hee Joo.
“Are you really a sign language interpreter?”
"……Yes."
"Then you have to come with us."
"I can't go with you."
"Yeah?"
The man seemed unhurried.
As soon as he signaled, the strong men who were waiting suddenly lifted the children high up and stuffed them into
the truck. The dean shouted and tried to stop them, but was quickly trampled to the ground by military boots.
"What are you doing!?"
Hee Joo looked pale and seething with anger.
"Since you don't want to leave, let's all go together."
“……!”
"If you don't go, all these children will become hostages."
After quickly weighing the options, Hee Joo stared fiercely at the man in front of her.
"At least tell me why you took me away."
"I need you to translate."
"translate?"
"We captured the chairman of the government army, but he couldn't hear. His brother was the translator,
but I was careless and killed him."
“……!”
“So something went wrong in the negotiations.”
As he spoke, he sluggishly put his cigarette between his lips. Despite the urgency of the situation, his movements
seemed unusually leisurely.
Suddenly, he stared straight at Hee Joo's face.
“You are from Korea too—”
"Please let the children go."
He was suddenly interrupted by Hee Joo and he frowned.
"I will go with you."
On the bumpy dirt road, the seat kept shaking.
Hee Joo was blindfolded and taken to a place where the smell of exhaust gas was pungent and the old
radio was making a noisy sound.
She took in the breeze that blew in through the open window and sorted out her situation.
In other words…
If they took government hostages, then these guys must be rebels.
Finally, the car screeched to a stop, and she was grabbed by the back of her neck and dragged out of the car.
Her ankle hit the car body, and she grimaced in pain.
“Time is of the essence.”
“……!”
"Can you translate it right away?"

"Water..., please give me a glass of water."
Her cracked lips moved slightly, and the man indicated that he understood, then let her walk in front.
Hee Joo, still wearing her blindfold, groped her way forward. If she hesitated, the muzzle of a gun would be pressed
against her back.
A strange smell...
As soon as I entered the room, the blindfold was suddenly taken off.
“……!”
Her eyes were extremely sensitive to light and she frowned immediately.
In the damp warehouse, the floor was covered with plastic sheets, and in one corner were piles of unknown purpose,
wood, plastic pipes and sawdust.
It seems that this place was temporarily converted from an abandoned building.
There was only a middle-aged man sitting alone at an old table.
Judging from his disheveled face, he must be someone from the government.
Hee Joo's heartbeat began to speed up wildly as she finally realized what she had gotten herself into.
Could it be that he died because of a mistake? Hee Joo broke out in a cold sweat.
The soldier continued to press his gun against her back, and Hee-joo finally pulled out a chair and sat down next to
the strange man. The old man looked at Hee-joo inquiringly.
"…I'm an international sign language interpreter. Are you okay?"
Xizhu asked in sign language, and the old man showed a slight smile of joy.
“Are you a sign language interpreter?”
"Yes."
The old man touched his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I am the chairman of the government army. Those damn guys finally caught a sign language interpreter."
There was a hint of sarcasm in his expression.
At this moment, heavy footsteps were heard on the thick iron stairs, shaking the worn-out table legs.
“……!”
The chairman's face suddenly froze and he quickly spoke in sign language.
"He is a negotiator for the rebels. Although he is not from Argan, he is said to have had contact with the rebel
commander a long time ago. It is said that he is more cunning than a venomous snake--"
Suddenly, a glass of water was placed on the table with a thud, and the water splashed onto a man's hand. At the
same time, the chairman's sign language also stopped abruptly.
"I heard you were looking for water."
“……!”
The moment she heard the voice, Hee Joo felt a chill running down the back of her neck.
She raised her head sharply and met the eyes of the man standing in the dim light.
“…….”
“…….”
Xizhu held her breath and her headscarf fell down. Due to her long stay in Argan, her face was tanned
and shiny. The hair that originally only covered her forehead had naturally fallen to her ears. She was
wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt and pants, and a pair of heavy military boots on her feet. Her
dress was simple. However, the gun holster from her shoulder to her waist and the walkie-talkie belt at
her waist made her look strange and majestic.
He was the man who always represented the government in a sharp suit. Now, he has
completely shed the elitist image that society requires.
Found it.
Hee Joo muttered.
It's him.
To see him——
Instantly, her eyes became moist.
Just as Xizhu was about to speak, unable to suppress her emotions, Bai Siyan pulled over an
empty chair and sat across from her. He glanced at Xizhu briefly, then stared at the table with a
firm gaze as if nothing had happened.
“…….”
That indifferent attitude made Xizhu sober up. This familiar yet strange neglect made her
stunned, like a child who was beaten but didn't feel pain. She felt a little wronged, but in order
not to waver, she clenched her fists tightly.
Bai Siyan crossed his arms, closed his eyes, and rocked the old chair. The vein in the center of his forehead bulged,
and the creaking sound of the chair was frightening.
"Now we can continue our unfinished conversation," he said, opening his eyes.
His muscles were stronger than they were half a year ago. Xizhu looked at him silently. Bai Siyan
knocked on the table, as if to remind her.
"translate."
"……ah!"
Hee Joo quickly retracted her embarrassed gaze and hurriedly began to translate, her cheeks burning.
"They will stop the attack but claim the vital position there."
“Don’t make impossible requests.”
“You are not ready to negotiate.”
"But that land..."
"It's only a matter of time before the rebels move in."
Hee Joo quickly translated and their conversation went smoothly, but she was in a state
of confusion.
"How did the talk go?"
At this time, the soldier who brought Hee-joo approaches with a flirtatious smile.
"Didn't you say you were thirsty? Why don't you drink?"
The conversation at the table suddenly stopped, and the atmosphere became strange. The soldier stared
at Hee-joo with a playful smile. Just when Hee-joo noticed the strange look -
"Well……!"
The soldier suddenly approached, grabbed Hee Joo's chin, and forced her to look him in the eye. Then, he
picked up the cup of water and tried to force it into her mouth. At this moment, a walkie-talkie as big as a brick
flew over, hitting the soldier's head accurately and falling to the ground.
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"Pazar, stop messing around and sit down."
"it hurts!"
"I won't say it a second time."
He said coldly.
The soldier shrugged, put down the cup, and sat next to Bai Siyan.
"This woman is also Oriental. Are you from the same country?"
Xizhu rubbed her aching chin and glanced across secretly. She met his cold eyes.
"How should I know?"
The way he treats others pierces their hearts.
Xizhu felt that tears were about to fall, and she could only bite her innocent lips. She had a lot
to say to him, as if there were endless words piling up in her heart. However——
That's when her vision became blurry.
"Negotiation? Go to hell!"
Suddenly, she heard angry Korean voices.
Bai Siyan stroked his hair impatiently, his face twisted with anger. He took a breath, looked up
at the ceiling, and muttered in a low voice with a hint of impatience.
"Ask him where he is now."
“……!”
Hee-joo's face changed. Although she didn't understand what he was saying, she knew it was
a code. Hee-joo tried to pretend to be calm and told the chairman. The old man's eyes suddenly widened.
Big, staring at her closely.
Bang--!
Gunshots ring out between the Chairman and Hee-joo.
"ah--!"
Hee-joo was so shocked that she held her head. In front of her, a pistol was smoking as Pazar fired
a warning shot.
"Don't just stare at each other."
The smell of gunpowder was choking. Hee-joo was so frightened that she didn't even dare to breathe.
At this moment, Bai Siyan looked up at the ceiling again, grappling with curses, and then slammed
Pazar's head on the table several times in a row.
"Well……!"
Bang, bang, a dull sound like a watermelon bursting open. Pazar gritted his teeth in resistance, and the chairman realized that
something was wrong, picked up the gun that had fallen on the ground, and shot Pazar in the shoulder.
Bai Siyan rushed out with Xizhu and pushed her directly into the jeep.
"Damn it, catch him! That damn traitor... catch him!"
There was a hysterical roar from the warehouse. Upon hearing the order, the guards chased after
them fiercely.
Bai Siyan gritted his teeth and switched to manual gear. The military jeep emitted a heavy and powerful
exhaust sound and sped towards the endless wilderness.
“Hmm…!”
The rough road surface caused Xizhu's body to bump against various parts of the car. She couldn't help
but moan from behind her tightly clenched lips. Bai Siyan's face was twisted like a demon.
"Hong Xizhu, who are you?"
His cold face concealed the anger that was about to explode.
"Are you crazy?"
The emotions that had been suppressed finally burst out, and his chin trembled violently.
"Why on earth are you here?"
His angry voice was extremely harsh.
However, Hee Joo just stared at him blankly. It was him, really him. Even in this
situation, her eyes were red.
"I thought I was hallucinating—"
Suddenly, hands reached out and grasped her cheeks, neck and ears.
"Damn it, it's really you."
He cursed under his breath. Bai Siyan's long-suppressed emotions seemed to have reached their limit, and his
face was full of suppressed pain, but it was not anger, but rather a deep sadness that was being controlled.
"You called first..."
Hee Joo choked up as she spoke. He just held the steering wheel tightly.
"You 'died' with such fanfare, why are you here now?!"
There was resentment in her voice.
"Then why did you call me?"
“…”
"You did call, didn't you?"
Hee Joo questioned him, but he didn't respond or deny it.

This was Bai Siyan's answer. Xizhu's nose felt sore and her eyes turned angry.
"If I really remarry, what will you do? How long do you plan to keep calling me like this?
——”
The car suddenly made a sharp turn, and Hee Joo's body hit the hard object inside the car
again. Then a cold voice was heard.
"What Hong Hee Joo said is really nonsense."
"What did I say—!"
"Remarry? I never asked you to remarry."
The cold gaze pierced her directly.
"Are you going to see other men?"
“……!”
"How could Hong Xizhu have such a ridiculous idea?"
“Look ahead…!”
"Do you think I pretended to be dead so you can remarry?"
"Look ahead!"
Hee Joo yelled, slamming the console.
"Even if I disappear, I will die as Hong Hee-joo's husband—"
"Stop talking about death!"
Xizhu shouted with a pale face, but the corners of his mouth raised.
"Hong Hee Joo's words really hurt my ears."
“……!”
"Keep talking, my eardrums are going to explode."
Xizhu spoke loudly and without restraint in front of Bai Siyan, which made her heart beat faster.
Bang, bang, bang! Bullets hit the car.
“Ooooo…!”
Terrified, Hee-joo clutched the car door handle tightly.
The pursuing rebels fired shots out of the windows, and the jeeps on both sides gave chase fiercely.
The speaker, who was sitting in the back seat, patted Hee Joo on the shoulder and gestured.
"As long as we delay, our government forces will arrive!"
Hee Joo nervously conveyed this.
"As long as we delay, the government forces will arrive!"
"It doesn't matter whether the old man dies or not, as long as you are okay."
Despite his cruel words, Hee-joo said angrily.
"What on earth are you doing here?"
“What I do best.”
Two cars tried to approach from both sides, and Bai Siyan sped up. Xizhu asked blankly.
"drive?"
He chuckled.
"No, it's a conspiracy."
“……!”
"Seizing the weakness here and selling it to the other side, this is my specialty."
The rear window was smashed. He swerved again, and this time she hit her head on the door.
"While living here for a while, I set up a shell company with some international journalists. Whether it
was the rebels or the government, we collected information and traded -"
He shifted gears roughly.
"The torture video I filmed earlier helped the speaker get released from a prisoner-of-war camp. His ear
may have been injured during that time."
“……!”
Hee Joo’s eyes widened.
Torture video, this story she had heard before.
Bai Siyan, who was in his twenties at the time, became famous overnight.
She glanced secretly at the Speaker and Bai Siyan, looking back and forth.
"But Hong Hee Joo always ruins my plans."
“……!”
This sentence hit her heart like a heavy punch. She bit her lower lip tightly.
"Do you know how many times my plans have changed because of you? Plans are meaningless in front
of you. As long as you intervene, everything will be messed up."
He clicked his lips irritably.
Several vehicles several hundred meters away approached again. The jeep approached at an alarming speed, with its
long gun barrel extended.
Bang, bang, bang! The continuous collisions caused the car body to shake violently. An inexplicable sense of anxiety
made her unable to calm down.
"...I asked you to find me."

“…….”
"Brother, I asked you to find me!"
In an instant, the car lost control, shook a bit and then regained its balance.
Hee Joo grabbed the collar of her shirt over her heart and shook it hard.
"...You always confuse people and pretend to have feelings for me! Why do you do this? I have
liked you since before, but I can't hate you as much as I want, nor can I give up on you. Why
do you treat me like this?"
Even though her voice was reproachful and pleading, she no longer cared.
Over the past two months, she had gotten used to having a dry throat, but now a feeling of wetness that she had never felt before welled up in her throat.
"You always talk like you care about me...!"
“…….”
"You know all my backsides, even the ones that others can't even guess!"
“…”
"We even kissed!"
“…”
"Even had sex!"
At this moment, Bai Siyan was completely frozen, not moving at all. His reaction made Xizhu feel even
more aggrieved, and her chest ached slightly.
She felt pathetic, but Hee Joo didn’t stop.
"You made me think I could be more greedy, you scoundrel!"

His neck was red as if he was angry, and the veins on the back of his hands holding the steering wheel
were bulging, looking very scary.
I am the crazy woman who chased Argan...!
Would you be scared by such a small thing?
"If you had remained as cold as before, I would have given up long ago...! But why did
you shake me like this?"
The power of words is enormous.
As she poured out all the true feelings in her heart, her body gradually became lighter
and she felt herself running towards him.
Closer, closer.
"I have nowhere to go now...! I have cut off ties with my mother and don't want to go back
home where I live alone. I have no friends, no boyfriend, and no husband."
“…”
"Who am I supposed to live with now?"
The car rocked violently from side to side.
"So, if you want to die, let's die together this time."
From somewhere came the pungent smell of burning tires. At the same time, bullets rained
down on the car.
Amid the flying bullets, Bai Siyan stepped on the accelerator hard. The seat was shaken by the bullets again.
"Government troops have appeared! They are following closely behind us!"
Hee Joo excitedly delivers the news.
"ah--!"
But before he could finish his words, the bullet pierced the dashboard and tore the seat. The three men
ducked and turned sharply.
The vehicle that was chasing us was finally thrown off. The continuous gunfire almost tore our eardrums apart.
"ah……!"
Just then, one side of the car suddenly sank, accompanied by a heavy feeling.
The alarms in the car rang out, the tires burst, and the car slowed down dramatically.
“……!”
The indiscriminate shooting eventually blew out another tire, causing the car to lose direction and
shake violently.
“Hee Joo—!”
Bai Siyan immediately unbuckled his seat belt, turned around and hugged her. The car was sliding out of control and was heading towards
the green river bank at the bottom of the slope.
There was no time to turn or brake. The man helplessly hugged the stiff Hee Joo tightly.
“——!”
The car rushed into the river at an alarming speed.

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Crash——!
The bullet-shattered car window shattered into pieces the moment it hit the water. Bai Siyan hugged Xizhu
tightly and curled up.
In a blink of an eye, the water quickly filled the carriage.
"Who said I was going to die?"
Bai Siyan whispered through gritted teeth, rubbing his pale cheek against hers roughly.
The cold water seemed to slap their faces fiercely, and eventually everything was submerged. They couldn't
even take a last breath.
The temperature of the river water was so cold that it almost made one's heart stop.
The sound of sirens could be heard faintly in the distance, but my consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred.
His hair fluttered in front of his eyes, and his face, completely submerged in the water, looked pale. Then,
complete silence fell.
This person is afraid of water.
Just then, someone's urgent voice was heard.
This man is afraid of the river!
"Please...!"
The sound echoing in my mind suddenly hit my drowsy consciousness.
His eyes flew open and a string of bubbles came out of his mouth.
Just at this moment, the Speaker, who came out of the car first, opened the passenger door from outside.
Hee Joo gritted her teeth and dragged him out unconscious.
The man, who had also experienced a brief moment of unconsciousness, slowly opened his eyes.
However, he seemed to be spitting out all the air, coughing up precious drops of water violently. His limbs
also began to stiffen, a sign of panic.
Hee Joo hurriedly grabbed his face and then deliberately tapped her chin with her pinky finger.
"It's fine."
Knock knock——. It's okay. Knock knock——.
I hope you can hear my voice.
The man, in a state of panic, then looked at her with blank eyes as if in a dream.
Hee Joo hugged his body and kicked the water with her legs.
Breathe.
We still have a lot to say.
Do whatever you can with your mouth.
The end of the water began to become visible. Hee Joo continued to kick the water and moved towards the
light, with the jeep gradually sinking behind her.
But in the end, her strength gradually ran out.
"no……"
Just when she was trying her best, she felt something touching her chin.
“……!”
Bai Siyan, who had regained consciousness, tapped her chin gently with his little finger.
ah……!
At that moment, Hee Joo felt an indescribable shock.
Finally, now.
I entered your nightmare and communicated with the boy's mind.
Strong arms pulled her waist tight, and at the same time, their heads quickly emerged from the water.
“Huh…! Ha…”
Xizhu opened her mouth hastily and took a deep breath. As the air rushed in, all kinds of noisy sounds
came at once.
"Ha ha……"
She looked over the hill and saw that government troops had arrived and were dealing with the scene.
Bai Siyan held Xizhu's hips and finally walked out of the river.
Bai Siyan, who was soaked all over, looked down at her with a complicated expression.
The two of them were breathing heavily and staring at each other closely.
"...Bai Siyan is no longer here."
Water dripped heavily from the ends of his hair.
“The real Bai Siyan, that is to say, my damn nephew is gone. I brought that bastard here.”
“……!”
The omitted words contained a lot of information. One can understand his determination to bring the kidnappers
here despite the hail of bullets.
"So I am nothing. I don't have a name or a family to wrap myself in. I was adopted by the owner
of a fishing ground and grew up. I hate humans."
For the first time, she saw his true face clearly.
“Not being allowed anything, not having any qualifications, this is who I really am.”
He was no longer the handsome elite, no longer the only son of a famous political family, no longer
the spokesman of the Blue House, but just a man soaked all over.
"love at first sight."
Hee Joo hit him lightly on the arm with all her strength.
"I...at that time, I saw you crying..."
She suddenly wiped the corners of her eyes that were about to get hot. What made her happier than being alive and well was that
she still had the opportunity to express her true feelings to this man.
"It's been love at first sight since I was nine years old."
“……!”
"Twenty years. Twenty years I've only looked at you."
The man was shocked.
"In my eyes, you are not the grandson of the prime minister, nor the son of an MP."
“…”
"The person I want to see again is you who secretly cried in the back alley, you who didn't eat
well, and you who had nightmares."
“……!”
"That person is not Bai Siyan."
He couldn't help but frowning. In fact, that expression was scary, but since it had come
to this point, she had nothing to fear anymore.
"And the brother who has phone sex with 406—"
The round back of the head was grabbed violently.
The man bit her small lips as if to swallow them. He turned his head and kissed her as if
to suck her soul away.
His tongue pressed against hers, sweeping deep into her mouth. It was more suffocating than drowning.
The separated lips pressed together again, pressed together again, and kept sticking together. The wet
flesh rubbed against each other eagerly. The wet clothes stuck tightly to each other.
"I……!"
Hee-joo yelled when her lips barely parted, her chest heaving with rapid breathing.
“When I was little, I used to look through trash cans for snacks.”
"What?"
"Oh, and my farts are actually pretty loud."
“…”
“That’s my weakness.”
She blushed and avoided his gaze.
"So, what I mean is..."
How could I be so bad at expressing myself?

Maybe it’s because I was only able to threaten people before, so now I find it difficult to even have a normal conversation.
"If we are a real couple, if we want to be a real couple, we can't hide anything... In fact , we should have
had such a conversation a long time ago, this kind of...!"
Although his face was expressionless, Hee Joo insisted on finishing her words.
"From now on, I want to tell the truth about myself."
“…”
"While translating and passing messages are good, we should share our thoughts more. We have a lot
to say."
"I didn't know we needed so many words between us."
"What?"
Hee Joo was startled by his rejection and felt uneasy, but she did not back down easily.
"No, no, conversations between husband and wife are very important...!"
"I love you."
Her voice was choked with sobs. Hee Joo paused.
"I love you, Hong Hee Joo."
The sun was setting behind him, and his face looked particularly strange in the backlight.
There was no smile. Instead, there was a twisted expression as if he was suppressing something, which looked like
scars under the reflection of the setting sun.
Hee-joo couldn't look away. Every second was precious.

It turns out that there is no need to say anything more.
She grabbed him in a daze, and he responded by kissing her again, their tongues entangled and their
saliva exchanged.
"Um……"
His whole body was tingling. He smiled softly between the kisses.
The sun sets and night is approaching.
The two of them hugged each other tightly as if today was the last day of their lives. Their chaotic breaths kept
interweaving, colliding with each other, separating, and colliding again.
The wind blew and the body trembled slightly. Bai Siyan, who noticed this, loosened his lips first. Seeing
Xizhu's face turn blue, he smacked his lips in a low voice.
The man took Hee Joo’s hand and began walking towards the wide plain.
On the side, soldiers helped the Speaker into the military vehicle.
No one stopped them from moving around freely.
“Where do we begin?”
"Until daybreak."
"What……?"
His eyes swept over her calmly. Even so, Hee Joo felt her body getting hot.
"But I am... a widow."
He suddenly stopped.
"My husband and I have passed away, are you still willing?"
He frowned, as if searching her.

"I don't even know your name..."
"Lu Qiwu."
"What?"
"Call me Lu Qiwu."
“……!”
"That's the number I picked for being with Si Ling Liu."
Hee Joo was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud.
The refreshing laughter made the corners of the man's mouth rise softly.
At this moment, a cell phone rang in the distance, and their eyes met at the same time.
"Did you bring your cell phone?"
"I brought—"
“Turn it off today.”
"...Oh, just today?"
Hee Joo looked up at him blankly, and the man didn’t even blink for a moment.
"Do you have a cell phone, too?"
"Of course."
"Then keep it closed from now on."

“……!”
"I'm totally tired of the phone calls...!"
Hee Joo cupped the man’s face in her hands and smiled.
"From now on, just speak with your mouth."
She kissed him gently on the cheek and left. The man lowered his head and whispered something in Hee Joo's
ear. The touch of lips that came immediately was sweet and warm.
Hee Joo felt her ears tickled by his breath and smiled as her shoulders shook slightly.
Then she raised her hands and cheered: "Lu Qiwu fell in love with Silingliu!" After that, she ran across the
field.
He embraced Xizhu again and kissed her for a long time.
In this way, the sweet talk between husband and wife continued throughout the night.
This was the kiss they had finally gotten after going a long way.
It is also the language that will continue to belong to both of them in the future.
——End of this film——

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Extra
Side Story 1.
“Haha…”
It was a sound mixed with pain and groaning.
Ever since she stepped into this shabby hotel, Hee Joo's memory began to become blurry.
His lips never left hers and his clothes were stripped off in an instant.
“Hah…!”
He took Heejoo into his mouth without hesitation. Her toes curled up. His hair
brushed between her legs, causing her body to tremble.
“Haha…”
Her mind was red, sometimes blurry, sometimes clear. She was in a trance, with only
instinct left.
"Well……!"
Heejoo let out subtle moans continuously.
When his breath poured in like a tide, she couldn't help but shed tears of longing. She just covered her face
with the back of her hand, and his wrist was pulled down.
"Hong Hee Joo, look at me."
“Ooooo…”
He covered Hee Joo completely underneath him and entered her eagerly like a thirsty beast that had found a
source of water.
His brows were furrowed, and a violent pleasure quickly surged up over him.
“Hmm…haha…”
He let Hee-joo's arms wrap around his neck and increased his speed. The man thrusted
tirelessly.
"Well……!"
Every time he moved, her waist trembled. Soon, the man grabbed her face and kissed her
passionately. Even in the process of tongue interweaving, his eyes were still frowning and hitting violently.
“Haha… uh…”
“Haha…”
Their foreheads touched, panting. Even in the moment of unconsciousness, the man still
licked her lower lip and the corner of her eyes. Then, he bit her lips wet with saliva again,
and their bodies collided.
Hee Joo’s face seemed to burn, but she couldn’t escape from his blazing gaze.
The gaze that came straight at her was ruthless yet affectionate, causing her to feel a strange sense of satisfaction
deep in her heart.
During the time he had been gone, or even before that, or even longer than that, her heart
had always been empty.
But now, something sticky and warm began to flow out of the dry well of the heart.
At this moment, merging with his body, Hee Joo finally feels fulfilled.
This suffocating feeling of happiness was the first time she had ever experienced it in her life.
“Hah…!”
The sudden increase in intensity made it difficult for her to breathe and her vision flickered.
"Hong Hee-joo."
The sound mixed with groans came out roughly. He clenched his teeth, his strong muscles
trembled, and hit violently.
Even in the crazy shaking, he was still stirring in her mouth, growling.
"Oooooh...Brother, this is so strange..."

"Haaaa... Hong Hee Joo..."
“Ooooo…!”
"So, why do you appear in front of me every time, huh..."
Her pulse leaped painfully every time his wild lips bit her flesh.
Her legs were hanging on his arms, shaking constantly, and her ears were filled with wild moans.
Such a fiery sound filled the shabby hotel room.
The shaky iron bed, the curves of her body flickering in the heat, and the old fan
on the ceiling spinning like her chaotic heart.
Hee Joo hoped that this beastly moment would end soon, or last forever.
"Um……"
She struggled to open her swollen eyes.

Where is this?
Hee Joo held down her slowly moving head and slowly sat up. Bright light was already coming in.
"Ah... this is a shelter."
The blanket slipped slightly, sliding down Hee Joo's waist.
Hee Joo quickly reached out to pull the blanket back, but she was no match for the heavy arm that had
reached out first, caressing her exposed waist.
The slow fingers stroked every inch of her skin, causing her to get goose bumps.
“……!”
It's crazy.
The scorching body temperature made Hee Joo bury her face in the pillow again.
It really lasted until dawn, and even until nightfall...!

The crazy lovemaking that night almost made her lose her mind.
Recalling the constant moaning last night, her ears suddenly turned red.
Their legs were intertwined until they saw the sun rise, and he held her knees with his arms, and
her leg muscles were still trembling.
There was no need for words between the two of them, only hot breath and tongue intertwining. When their eyes met,
tears almost burst out, and their whole bodies were engraved with the mark of love.
Later, whenever our skin rubbed against each other, we would feel a stinging pain, and those legs that couldn’t be closed…
Thinking of this, her ears felt hot.
"ah……!"
"Did you sleep well?"
The man opened his eyes and asked while nibbling Hee Joo's ear. She turned her head to look at him, and everything that
happened last night became clearer.

He stared at her eyes, her strong waist, and her firm buttocks...
Ah... how shameful.
Hee Joo buried her face in the pillow again, and a low laugh as soft as the wind reached her ears.
"You were so clingy yesterday, so you won't talk today, Hong Hee Joo."
“……!”
“It’s so sad.”
He propped himself up on one elbow and stared down at her.
However, when Hee-joo saw the bloodstains on his broad shoulders, she realized what
she had overlooked.
“Ah, the back…!”

She exclaimed.
Last night, he fell into the river and used his body to block the car window, resulting in bruises on his back.
None of them cared to deal with it, they just kept arguing madly.
Xizhu's face turned pale, and she didn't even notice the thin blanket slipping off her body. She hurriedly grabbed the man.
"Hurry up and treat the wound on your back!"
Bai Siyan was pulled away by her helplessly. He picked up the clothes on the ground and helped Xizhu put them on.
"No matter how anxious you are, you can't walk around naked."
"What?"
He gripped Heejoo's round hips tightly and sighed, his breath trailing down the back of her neck with the now
familiar warmth.
Hee Joo immediately pushed away his hand that was reaching into her clothes and quickly turned on the bathroom light.
The bulb flickered on and off, finally illuminating with a red glow like a butcher's lamp.
"I'll help you."
"No, you can go out now."
He stood in front of the worn-out wash basin, expertly picking up the tools that were randomly placed there.
Bai Siyan used a lighter to heat up the scissors and tore open the alcohol cotton. Xizhu finally couldn't bear to watch any longer
and rolled up her sleeves.
"How did you treat the wound on your back by yourself? You can't see it there...! It's not just scratches, there's also
buried glass!"
She walked into the bathroom stubbornly and took the tweezers and pliers. The cold metal handles made her shiver.
Bai Siyan sighed helplessly and stood obediently in front of the sink.
Hee Joo starts removing the glass shards from his back bit by bit.
Every time she pressed her palms against his strong back, his shoulder blades couldn't help but twitch.
Compared to the pain of removing the glass, Bai Siyan was more concerned about the feeling of her breath brushing against his back.
"Does it hurt?"
Hee Joo stopped and asked.
"It only hurts when Hong Hee Joo presses hard."
“……!”
Hee Joo understood what was meant and poured disinfectant onto the bleeding skin.
"Well……"
The man hastily picked up a cigarette.
He bit the filter and groaned in discomfort every time Hee-joo removed the pieces.
"You have to go to the hospital again."
After Hee Joo simply treated the wound, she wiped the sweat from her forehead.
Seeing the red gauze dropped on the ground, she, who was already struggling to breathe due to the stuffy air, found
breathing even more difficult.
But Bai Siyan just bit the filter tip and didn't respond.
Xizhu looked at him quietly, snatched his cigarette like a head teacher, and put it in her mouth. This was
a rather impulsive move.
"you……!"
Bai Siyan was stunned for a moment and reached out to take the cigarette, but the lighter lit it first.
The end of the filter was burning with bright red sparks. In an instant, a rough hand snatched her
cigarette away. She coughed violently due to the blocked airway.
"What are you doing!?"

He angrily crushed the cigarette butt against the broken tile wall.
Then, he nervously opened the window, which was only as big as his palm, to change the turbid air.
“Just wanted to get a taste.”
"What?"
"Because you always bite it, I want to try it too."
“…”
"From now on, I'm going to smoke too."
Bai Siyan sneered, but the wrinkles between his brows were twitching angrily.
He lowered his head, pressed his neck, and suddenly pinched Hee Joo's cheek with one hand.
"Hong Hee-joo."
His voice was menacing, and though it was scary, Hee-joo continued to speak with her lips
protruding like a goldfish.
"If you smoke too much... sperm activity will slow down."
Side Story 2.
"Don't you think about your health?"
He pinched her soft cheeks, then reluctantly let go.
"…Okay, it's my fault. I'll quit smoking."

Bai Siyan stroked his serious face and whispered. There was no edge in his voice of
surrender.
"But this is the last time."
He suddenly picked Hee Joo up.
“……!”
Instead of lowering his head, he pulled her to eye level with his and sucked on her lips.
"Um……"
He took all the bitter taste out of her mouth.
He wrapped her limp tongue and sucked it quite persistently, making Hee Joo feel like she was
being washed.
Even if you stand still, sweat will seep out, and in this sultry weather, the worn-out
exhaust fan makes a buzzing sound.
Sharing a kiss that smelled of cigarette smoke with this man in this dirty and shabby place.
Half a year ago, it was unimaginable that there would be such a future.
"call……"
He was more persistent than expected. His tongue went deep into her mouth, and she felt the heat all over her body.
He opened his jaws and chewed her carefully as if he wanted to devour her. The flame of desire was instantly ignited.
The teeth slid across the upper lip, the wet tongues entangled with each other, and the small protrusions on the tongue coating also tightened.
During the brief moment of separation, harmful smoke escaped from his lips. He frowned in dissatisfaction.
"Don't do this kind of thing as a joke again. It's really bad for children's lungs."
I was treated like an immature child again.
Hee-joo angrily pushed his shoulder. She felt like she was using a lot of strength, but he didn't move at all.
"How old am I? Why are you still saying this?"
Bai Siyan smiled and ruffled her hair.
"Because you are so precious, I can't bear to let you go."
“……!”
He hugged Hee Joo tightly and buried his face in her neck, as if he didn't want to leave any gap.
“I’m sorry, Hee Joo.”
"Um?"
"I was so focused on keeping you by my side that I ignored your feelings."
“……!”
"I thought that just having you was enough. After all, I have only learned to possess and control
things that do not belong to me."
"elder brother……"
"But now I regret that I just kept you in a fish tank like an ornamental fish all those years."
Xizhu's nose felt sore and she closed her mouth tightly.
"I never thought about how lonely and miserable you were."
“…”
"I always thought there was nothing wrong with our marriage. As long as I can immerse myself in
your quietness after get off work, I'm satisfied."
“…”
"I like the smell of you in my house, and the traces of you sitting on the sofa."
“…”
"Because of you, home becomes quiet and comfortable. Only when I return home, my fatigue
will dissipate."
Hee Joo just fluttered her trembling eyelashes gently.
“So I mistakenly thought we would live like this forever.”
He gently caressed her white neck with his wet lips.
"Until I got a call from 406."
“……!”
"When that fantasy was shattered, all that came into my mind was you."
He raised his head and looked at Hee Joo.
"You are my breath, Hong Hee Joo."
"Well……"
Hee Joo bit her lip, trying to suppress the emotions that surged in her heart.
"You are the water that swallowed me."
His lips touched hers again gently, the soft surface pressed, brushing against her delicate mucous
membrane.
Bai Siyan will never forget the riverside of the fishing ground that changed his destiny, but at the same time he also
longs to immerse himself in the sign language and small fish tank of the girl who is as thin as a drop of water.
"I should have reached out like this, touched and hugged you like this a long time ago."
When the solid walls disappeared, all that was left was an awkward man tasting love for the first time.
However, abandoning his name and property and being left with only a naked man seemed a relief.
"I want you to give me a new name."
“……!”
Hee-joo was stunned by this unexpected task. She pointed a finger at her chest.
"Me, me?"
"Who else could it be?"
"For example, a famous naming house, or an elder who is proficient in Chinese characters..."
"I don't like it."
He firmly refused.
"I hope it's you. Because I want to be reborn from Hong Hee Joo's mouth."
“……!”
Her heart sank suddenly.
His deep eyes stared at Hee Joo without blinking.

***
After that, she was always sick.
She had fallen into a river and experienced endless love affairs, and her body became exhausted.
The muscles ached unbearably, in some places the pain was so severe that she could hardly move for
a while.
She only left her bed to eat and go to the toilet, and spent the rest of the time in bed.
But being hugged tightly by the man you found again in a strange foreign country is not a bad thing.
Even when she was short of breath due to a fever, she often smiled.
“That’s ridiculous.”
Although he always scolded her immediately, Hee Joo loved that he would hold her in his arms like a
child and wipe the sweat from her forehead with his hands.
"Brother, when did you start liking me?"
Hee Joo looked at him, panting, and perhaps because she was dizzy, her words came out carelessly.
Bai Siyan pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a bitter smile.
"It's amazing that Hong Hee Joo is still chirping. Has her personality changed, too?"
"I'm not ashamed."
Hee Joo shrugged.
"That's why I threatened you and had phone sex with you."
“……!”
She said it clearly in that sweet voice, and the man's eyes suddenly became sharp.
"People like me, once pushed into a desperate situation, will persevere to the end even if they are clumsy."
“…….”
“I really like you.”
Hee Joo smiled and rubbed her nose hard against his chest.
Bai Siyan sighed, but did not show any annoyance. Instead, his cheeks turned red due
to his rapid rotation.
"Although I'm glad you spoke, could you be gentler?"
"What?"
"Every word you say makes my blood boil."
Hee Joo’s eyes widened and he slowly raised his eyebrows.
"It's hard down there."
“……!”
"-Hmm? What are you going to do?"
Bai Siyan had already rubbed his hot body gently against Xizhu again.
Xizhu's face turned red all the way to her neck, and she fanned herself with her hands. She suddenly remembered
something and spoke in a low voice.
"But...you obviously know everything, why are you pretending not to know?"
"What?"
He raised an eyebrow, as if he found the question strange. Hee Joo said "Hmm..." and closed her eyes and
opened them again.
"You clearly know that Si Ling Liu is me, why are you pretending not to know...! You already knew
it a long time ago ..."
She moaned and covered her face with her hands, the tips of her ears turning red like cherries.
Bai Siyan bit her earlobe and played with it for a while before speaking.
"Because that way I can talk to you more."
“…….”
"In order to hear Hong Hee-joo's precious voice, I..."
He paused and sighed. The two finally realized what they had done for a cell
phone.
"Do you know how disappointed I am? I thought you were someone who played tricks on people behind their backs!"
"Do you think I would abandon Hong Xizhu and play with Si Lingliu?"
"What……"
He lowered his head and gently stroked Hee Joo's frowning brow with his hand.
"I grabbed his lower body shamelessly so that Hong Xizhu could hear it."
“……!”
"If your call was a little late, I would be very anxious, worried that something might have happened. I didn't
expect that I would be like Pavlov's dog, just waiting for Si Lingliu's call."
Hee Joo finally began to understand his behavior, which she had previously viewed through tinted glasses.
What she thought was mental infidelity was actually an attachment to her. This sweet bondage made her
heart beat faster.
"So...what should we do now?"
"What do you want to do?"
The question she asked with difficulty was asked back.
For those who leave their homeland, future life will be completely different from the protected status of the
past.
In the chaos of a foreign land, innocent people died and lives were on the brink of collapse.
despite this--
"No matter where you are, I will be with you."
“……!”
The man frowned briefly before grabbing the back of Hee Joo's head and kissing her.
In the rapid breathing, the hot and soft tongues entangled together, the lips and teeth were close to each other, and the noses touched.
The upper bodies of the two people swelled and shrank with the moans, and their breath against each other was sweet and sticky.
At this moment, the wet lips parted and the man suddenly spoke.
"Let's go back to Korea."
"Ah, what?"
"I don't intend to let you drift for the rest of your life."
“……!”
"Don't live like a fugitive because of me, and don't think about suffering."
“…….”
"So, let's go back home."
The confusion on her face lasted only a moment.
“Let’s get married, Hee Joo.”
“……!”
“I have to reclaim my place.”
The sounds around her became blurred and Hee-joo could hardly hear them. Nevertheless, she
rushed towards him and hugged his neck tightly.
The man took her weight easily and laughed. It was unclear who
laughed first.
The sound of the quilt was particularly loud in the quiet night. Hee Joo was willing to immerse herself in this joy
and gave herself to him without reservation.
So, they were once again stuck in a time where they couldn't leave their bed.
Side Story 3.
Bang, bang, bang——!
The couple who were rolling lazily in bed were awakened by the sudden loud noise.
Bang, bang——!
Late at night, someone knocked on the door roughly.

Xizhu trembled instinctively, Bai Siyan cursed inwardly and glared in a certain direction in the air.
He casually picked up the sweatpants hanging on the armchair, without even wearing underwear, and hurriedly put
them on and walked out.
"... Big... help... the situation is not good——"
"……wait--"
As soon as he went out, the cold wind immediately blew in beside the empty bed.
Hee Joo roughly guessed what was going on and hurriedly picked up the clothes that had fallen on the ground and put them on.
At this time, Bai Siyan heard a familiar voice and walked back to the bedroom.
"You have your clothes on backwards."
The man grabbed Hee Joo's hurried hand and helped her put her clothes on properly.
There were hurried footsteps outside the door, as if urging Bai Siyan, but he seemed unusually
calm. Xizhu couldn't help but glance outside the door nervously.
"Don't you want to go out and take a look?"
"It doesn't matter."
"How can it be okay..."
Hee Joo pursed her lips.
"Okay, don't be so flustered getting dressed."
"ah?"
"You look like you're going to run out onto the balcony barefoot. I don't like that."
“……!”
"I won't hide you."

He holds Hee Joo’s face tightly and touches her cheek tenderly.
"Take your time."
When Bai Siyan walked out slowly, the government soldiers were busy opening the windows for ventilation.
What a ridiculous behavior.
Who on earth would break into the home of a reunited couple late at night? Bai Siyan crossed his arms quietly.
"Why are you here when you are so busy?"
Bai Siyan has become a target of the rebels and cannot return to the public, so he can only hide in a safe
house.
Over the past six months, he should have handed over all the information he had obtained as a negotiating
representative for the rebels to the Speaker in front of him, but it was puzzling why they still came to him.
"How long do you plan to hide?"

The Speaker's sign language was conveyed by an interpreter.
Bai Siyan answered lazily while sitting in the chair.
"As agreed, please protect me until I leave the country. When the foreign journalists leave, I plan to
go to England with my wife."
"Um……"
The speaker touched his chin, his face was unclear. Bai Siyan narrowed his eyes.
"Are you guys disturbing my night just to ask about the itinerary?"
"Something went wrong."
With a heavy sigh, Bai Siyan's expression twisted slightly.
"The staff of a South Korean trading company stationed in Argan have been kidnapped. The South Korean government
is contacting us."
"Then what?"
Bai Siyan had a mask-like expression of indifference on his face.
"This is very strange. South Korea said they would send diplomats and NIS agents here..."
The Speaker pursed his lips and stared at him.
"Why was the communication suddenly interrupted and the road to the kidnapping site blocked?"
"…"
"By the way, it wasn't me. So stop pretending in front of me."
Bai Siyan seemed to be prepared, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. Even so, the sharpness in his
eyes was still difficult to conceal.
His eyes briefly fell on the door of the room where Hee Joo was, then moved away again.
--------------------
"Because I have a reason to go back to Korea. I want the Korean government to owe me a favor."
"...What a venomous snake."
"Because I'm getting ready to get married."
The Speaker saw the cunning corner of his mouth rise and his eyes turned to the side, as if he had seen
something dirty.
Only in very special circumstances do prosecutors have the power to register the birth of an adult.
For this privilege, Bai Siyan planned to make a deal with the South Korean government, and this kidnapping
incident happened to be a perfect opportunity.
If he was alone, he wouldn't mind wandering anywhere overseas, but seeing Hee Joo looking sick for the past
few days, he changed his mind.
Hong Hee-joo deserves to live a stable life.

In a place that is familiar to her, in an environment that she has adapted to.
He would take her back to Korea even if it meant facing the filth he had once abandoned.
***
"(Breaking news) The identity of the trading company employee is being confirmed."
"Rebel armed forces kidnapped Koreans, causing high tension in the country!"
"Trade industry: News of kidnapping has been received, and countermeasures need to be formulated"
As Xizhu was browsing the online news, her expression became more and more serious.
Watching the live news updates, she seemed to understand what he was doing.
Currently, Hee Joo is being protected by a bodyguard disguised as a BBC reporter, replacing Baek Si Yeon who has
not returned for two days.

She could only wait. She felt so helpless in her situation that she couldn't even swallow water at first.
Are you really going to Korea?
How can I continue to live there when I am already dead according to the documents?
The weight of his words finally began to make her feel the heaviness of reality.
"Hee Joo!"
The familiar voice instantly made the uneasiness on her face disappear.
Hee-joo came to the special care childcare center again and smiled brightly at the director who came
running over.
"While he's away, I'll take action."
So she decided to sort out her life in Argan.
"Dean, are you okay? Are you not hurt?"

Hee Joo came here to say goodbye to the dean and the children who had suddenly parted with her.
She was followed by bodyguards from the intelligence trading company co-founded by Bai Siyan and transnational journalists.
"Hee Joo, where have you been? Your face has become thinner!"
"ah……."
Xizhu didn't dare to look up, as she was still aching all over. She just gently stroked her
swollen neck.
"Did those bastards bully you?"
"What?"
"Did those rebel bastards not give you food and still make you work?"
"No, it's not."

"Of course not, it seems like they make you work day and night...!"
“……”
Since it wasn’t entirely wrong, Hee-joo just waved her hand meaninglessly.
Then she looked at the children playing in the yard and spoke.
At this moment, she felt his absence was particularly sharp. The cold tenderness that was only allowed to be
enjoyed by Xizhu made her miss and yearn for it so much that her nose always felt sour unconsciously.
"Dean, I think I need to go back."
"Um?"
"Go back to Korea."
“…!”
The dean gasped.

"Could it be... found?"
The dean knows the reason why Hee Joo flew to Argan.
Every time she inquired about the news of the handsome oriental man, the dean always felt distressed when she
saw Xizhu's lost look. Her voice even trembled a little.
"Have you found your fiancé?"
Hee Joo smiled slightly, feeling extremely lucky to be able to say this.
"Found it."
The voice was small, but full of confidence.
The dean simply nodded and squeezed Hee Joo’s hand tightly.
Afterwards, Hee Joo squatted down and said goodbye to the children one by one using sign language. Some cried,
while others hugged her tightly, reluctant to leave.

Seeing the children happily running to the yard to play again, she couldn't help but smile. However,
the sudden roar of an engine interrupted everything, and a jeep stopped at the door of the orphanage.
“……!”
The car door opened, and from the moment she saw those long legs, Hee Joo's heart began to beat violently.
The cold eyes seemed to be unconcerned about everything around them and went straight to Hee Joo.
She knew very well how that cold gaze could become warm and fiery. She felt a dull pain in her lower
abdomen, a feeling that was all too familiar.
"Oh my god...! It's him!"
At that time, the dean standing nearby immediately recognized the strange man.
"Oh my god...! Hee Joo, your taste is truly extraordinary...!"
She covered her mouth with her hand and continued to talk to herself.
Hee-joo couldn't wait to know how the matter he mentioned was resolved and
whether he was injured. Looking at him, her heels unconsciously lifted up.
From a distance, their eyes met, and just as Hee-joo was about to run over, an old leather ball suddenly
rolled to his feet.
The eyes that were only looking at Xizhu immediately lowered and looked at the ball.
“…….”
“…….”
A little girl who looks dirty but has gentle eyes.
The little girl shrank her shoulders at Bai Siyan's cold image.
Xizhu was about to break the situation with an awkward smile, when suddenly, Bai Siyan picked up
the little girl.
“……!”
“……!”
Not only Hee Joo, but also the little girl who suddenly gained height had her eyes wide open.
Although Bai Siyan frowned slightly, his action of lifting the little girl seemed extremely skillful.
The corners of his relaxed mouth revealed a beautiful arc.
As the sun sets, the man holds the little girl and smiles.
Hee Joo suddenly had a strange sense of déjà vu. She stopped and stared at him blankly, forgetting
even what she wanted to say.
Because his attitude towards the little girl seemed very familiar to her for some reason.
"Um……"
At that moment, the bodyguard who had been following him let out a strange groan.
Side Story 4.
Although he had been following like a tail, this was the first time his voice was heard.
The big, muscular man stroked his beard, as if he was thinking about something.
"I remember that guy's habit."
"……What?"
Hee Joo opened her eyes wide and looked at him with some vigilance.
"That cold-hearted guy takes pictures like a madman every sunset."
His casual words made Hee Joo frown. Seeing her expression, the bodyguard waved his hand quickly.
"Ah, it was in the past, in the past. At that time, the boss was just a rookie war correspondent."
"……."
"It's actually quite disgusting, doing things that are not appropriate. So I asked him... "
Hee Joo felt a little dry at heart because of her husband's past, which she didn't know much about.
"He said he knew a little girl whose name had the word red in it."
“……!”
"So every time I see the sunset, I think of that girl, like I've gone crazy. Isn't it funny? Even
people like that can have their abnormal moments."
"ah……"
The thin voice trembled and squeezed out of her throat.
"At that time, whenever he saw homeless children, he would always put out his cigarette
first. I wonder if his kindness towards children has continued from then to now."
At that moment, a name suddenly came to mind.
It was a clear feeling that hit like thunder.
Suddenly, she felt like she fell into water, and her breathing became rapid. Xizhu took a
deep breath and stared at Bai Siyan.
Coincidentally, the little girl in his arms waved to Hee Joo with a smile.
She suddenly felt a sore nose.
"Yeah... I was like that when I was a kid..."
I also once lay in your arms, looking at the flaming sky and made a wish.
Seeing Xizhu’s expression about to cry, Bai Siyan quickly put the child down and
strode over.
"Too close."
"What?"
I never let him near my wife. He pushed the bouncer's shoulder and inserted himself.
However, Hee Joo is already lost in her own thoughts and is just biting her nails.
"What if she thinks I'm too narcissistic? What if she doesn't like it?"
"I'm back."
He buried his tired face in Hee-joo’s hair and greeted her.
"I'm sorry for taking a detour. It reminded me of Hong Hee Joo when she was a kid."
"What?"
"At that time I thought you were not human."
"What's the meaning……"
"I thought it was a walking doll."
He chuckled, his warm breath falling on his shoulder.
"It's all over."
He hugged Xizhu's waist tightly, and the action seemed to be acting coquettishly.
How could it be possible? Hee Joo shook her head, denying her own absurd imagination.
"Soon you will have a new identity."
“……!”
"Use the name you gave me."

There was a shudder in my ears.
It was just a name, but Hee-joo was drawn to the thrill of deconstructing and reconstructing him.
He seemed to notice the stiffness of her shoulders and lowered his voice.
"If it's really difficult, Lu Qiwu can also do it. There are people with the last name Lu in Korea. Try to live as Qiwu for
a while—"
"I've made up my mind."
Hee Joo turned around and looked him in the eye.
"I've already decided on my brother's name."
She straightened her shoulders and raised the corners of her mouth, making her round cheekbones look particularly cute.
Not Si Yan, but living language.
So, she wanted to give him the reddest, freshest, hottest stuff.
The sunset we watched together.
Yes, just like that.
Burning with red flames, Zhu Fen.
She wanted to give him a part of herself.
"Bai Yanyan."
We breathe together and can now start a new life.
***
Title: It seems that there really are stand-ins in the world.
Author: Anonymous d****
I just saw someone on the street who looked exactly like the former spokesperson Bai Siyan.
This is a boulevard, I'm just a passerby, I don't know much about it.
He was wearing a mask and I couldn't recognize him at first, but he suddenly pulled the mask down to his chin and kissed the
back of the woman's hand he was holding.
He is very tall and handsome, so he attracted my attention. His face is exactly the
same as Bai Siyan ... Too similar!!
But didn't he die in an accident?
how so?
340 comments
Re: Are you talking about the spokesperson of the Blue House?
ÿre: Yes, yes, yes
Re: Similar people are possible. If their chins are similar, they look alike.
ÿre: 22
ÿre: 333
Re: You just saw it wrong haha
ÿre: Really? But they are so similar, it's unbelievable. I have always liked Bai Siyan's face,
and I can draw it with my eyes closed. (I majored in art) I don't think I am seeing things. ÿ ÿ
Maybe I am dazzled.
Re: Did you see it on the night of the 13th? Actually, I also saw someone who looked very similar to Bai Siyan at
the airport, but I don’t know if it was the same person.
ÿre: No, I saw it on the 21st! Is it really the same person? Is there a woman next to him?
ÿre: Yes!!
ÿre: Is it the couple who have been interacting intimately? ;;
ÿre: Oh my god, it must be the couple I saw!!

re: Don't be fooled by this fabricated post. Last time a certain daily newspaper was also spreading conspiracy theories,
the intention was too obvious. Ignoring is the best response.
ÿre: 22 Don't pay attention to this kind of post. It's really...
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re: Wow... I'm here for a pilgrimage, hope the exam goes well bbbb
ÿre: The Strongest Pilgrimage in History 2222
ÿre: It's like coming back from the dead!!!
ÿre: Bai Siyan is not dead!!
ÿre: He has been hiding his identity in order to testify in the case of Bai Changhao's family.
ÿre: Oh my god... Link copy (http://wwwÿ)
ÿre: What other cases have you solved in Argan? ! Here is an exclusive interview! ÿhttp://
wwwÿÿ
ÿre: But the regime has changed, what is Bai Siyan doing now?
***
"I plan to be an informant to kill time."
What...informant?
A peaceful residence on the outskirts of Seoul.
Hee Joo paused as she was busy packing her belongings for the move.
After the two returned safely to South Korea, they did not return to their previous luxurious 70-square-meter newlywed home.
This is a completely new place.
This place is completely different from the previous home which was equipped with the most expensive appliances, tableware,
furniture and clothes.
From one to ten, Xizhu and Yanyan both did it themselves and decorated themselves according to their own
preferences.
During this process, the two even slept together on the floor, feeling like an ordinary couple.
But he said he wanted to be an informant...what's going on?
"Informant."
"What?"
"I plan to make some pocket money with Hong In-ah's information."
An informant is slang for someone who secretly provides information to a reporter. Hee-joo doesn’t know
how to react, so she touches her neck.
He is the most handsome man in a suit and the one who can control the whole situation.
Such a handsome man should have been standing on the podium, in front of the people, and showing his
true value under the flash lights, but he had to be an anonymous informant.
Hee Joo felt an indescribable grievance and her eyes became blurry.
Is it too greedy to want to see his razor-sharp charm again?
She bit her lip.
"What's that expression on your face?"
Suddenly, a large hand grabbed Heejoo's face. The hand gently kneaded the soft skin
under her chin, and Heejoo felt her cheeks burning.
"What, what expression?"
"Now your face."
“…”
"Suddenly looked very uncomfortable."
He observed Hee Joo's face without blinking, his expression serious.

Because his eyes were sharp, Hee Joo felt as if he could see through her heart, so
she had to look away. Then his other hand gently stroked her cheek as she turned away.
"Don't you like this home?"
“…No!”
Hee Joo jumped up.
How could she not like such a beautiful, warm and spacious house?
"Are you hungry then?"
He placed his hand on Hee Joo's belly, feeling her thinness, and the heat spreading rapidly
from her navel. Although it seemed ordinary, his touch made people feel intimate.
"Ah...! I'm just a little worried."
"What are you worried about?"
"Brother...are you from the 'Fire Tribe'?"

Recently she read an article about the "fire tribe" who retired early.
Hee Joo asks, curious about his future lifestyle.
"Not really."
Although her tone was light, Hee Joo's eyes seemed to have discovered something.
Ah, maybe...
After going through so much, he might need some time to rest.
Moreover, the trial of Bai Changhao's family has not yet ended. Instead of rashly appearing in front of the public, it is better
to keep a low profile for the time being.
He can't be left as prey to those who come up with cameras.

Hee Joo suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of responsibility on her shoulders.
The man who used to always leave her to go to college, join the army, or go abroad now seems
to be fixed by her side, which makes her feel very satisfied.
"I'll make that money."
"What?"
"You should take a rest."
“…”
“Whether it’s part-time or multiple jobs, I’ll do it.”
The man's expression became strange. His brows seemed to be wrinkled, but the corners of his mouth were twitching.
"Ah—with your little hands?"

He asked, biting Hee Joo's finger gently.
"You want to support me?"
His eyes were still sharp, but the corners of his mouth were curved into a hook-like arc, full of sweetness.
"What you said is so cute and touching."
“……!”
"Did these words really come out of your mouth?"
Bai Xianyan kissed her lips gently with a mischievous smile, and his heart beat
heavily.
"But forget it, Hong Hee Joo."

Side Story 5.
After more than half a year, Bai Changhao's family's dirty private life finally began to calm down.
Professor Shen Kuizhen has been arrested, candidate Bai Yilong is on trial, and spokesperson Bai Siyan has
passed away.
Other relatives either resigned or went into hiding before trouble arose.
As a result, political families that have been passed down for generations cannot escape the fate of decline.
However, recently some people have been discussing on social media that they saw the late spokesperson Bai Siyan.
There were reports of him being seen with a woman at the airport, Stonewall Drive, supermarkets, and Lake
Park, and the rumors spread as time went on.
"What on earth do you want to do?!"

Hong In-ah walked into her newlywed home breathlessly.
Her hands were filled with toilet paper, detergent, and orange juice, but her expression remained serious.
"When you said you wanted to be my straw, weren't you ready to live in hiding? But why are there reports of
sightings everywhere? You're not careful at all!"
"Sister, long time no see."
"And how can you hold hands, kiss and hug in the street? Don't you feel ashamed?"
"Is there a traffic jam on the road?"
Hee Joo asked as she handed her indoor slippers. Her sister answered with a frown.
"Oh, this road is well built. I hope my mood can be as smooth as this..."
"Would you like some water?"

"No, orange juice."
Hee Joo smiled and left her seat, and Hong In Ah called out again.
"Brother-in-law, give me an explanation!"
After making sure her sister was completely gone, she continued.
His always cold eyes make people feel like a stone on the roadside rather than a human being. It's really
annoying.
The same aloof guy as always.
She was already pissed that he had seduced her sister, and she was even angrier because he was looking at her
like she was an intruder.
"Why did you have to come here?"
Bai Fenyan leaned against the wall.
"I don't remember a time when I didn't take you seriously."

In addition to receiving his tutoring, they always met in public, and although there was no affection,
she still maintained politeness. However, he suddenly dropped the honorific. Hong In-ah was shocked
by this rude attitude.
“Of course I’m here to see Hee Joo!”
"Why?"
Bai Fenyan tilted his head, seeming even more confused.
"What is your reason for visiting my wife?"
"…What do you mean? Don't you know who I am?"
In-ah made no effort to hide her displeasure.
"Is it appropriate to treat your sister-in-law like this? Your sister is living with a dead person again, how
can I not come to see her?"
"younger sister……"
His deliberately sharp words stung, but he remained calm.
"Your sister-in-law, who sold Hee Joo to me and ran away, have no right to say such things."
“……!”
Ren Ya's brow trembled slightly.
That is a mistake that cannot be erased no matter how much time passes.
Her selfishness, prioritizing her own safety over her sister's. The guilt of pushing
her sister to an unknown man.
Hong In-ya will never be able to get rid of this feeling of shame.
"Looks like I'm late, thanks."
"What--"
“Thanks to Hong In-ah, I got what I wanted.”
He took it away as if it were a gift she had brought.
"Of course, I am grateful for this gift."
Then he whispered, his eyes cold as he approached.
"Twenty years ago, he exposed my story in front of that old fellow Bai Changhao."
“……!”
"Thank you for being scared of me and running away."
“…”
"I really appreciate you. That's all, you've done your duty. But it's a bit
greedy of you to want to play the role of a sister now."
Ren Ya bit her lower lip, feeling an inexplicable anger rising in her heart.
“So don’t come here too often.”
The man's eyes were cold and heartless, and he looked like a twisted candle.
"Just come once in a while when Hee Joo needs you."
“……!”
This is a cryptic but clear warning.
In-ya pressed her uncut nails tightly.
Looking back, it has always been like this. The man in front of me always regarded the two sisters as worthless,
was harsh and harsh to them, constantly criticized them, but was somewhat lenient with the younger sister.
He always used sharp eyes on himself like a whip, but in front of Hee Joo, that sensitivity was
restrained.
Even when she dozed off, she was the only one who got beaten. Even though she was not young,
she was not spared.
Now that he thought about it, even in his unconscious state, he was quite fond of Hee Joo.
He would even ask passing pupils to give him candy, or draw an umbrella handle on wrong answers
instead of crossing them out.
Then what?
Asking her to give up the child and make such a deal the day before a political marriage?
Hong In-ya was angry about this indifference because she realized that it was actually a form of forbearance.
"I won't be hiding forever. When the time is right, I'll give you an exclusive. Of course, it has to
be your exclusive."
“…”
"I plan to take everything back so that Hee Joo can live an upright life."
At this point, it was hard to tell who was whose vampire. Just as Ren Ya's expression became
distorted.
He changed his expression, patted Hong In-ya lightly, and spoke in ventriloquy.
"Smile and relax."
What…, In-ah was stunned when Hee-joo appeared from behind.
Bai Yanyan seemed to have never shown his edge, and he relaxedly hugged Xizhu's waist. Hong Renya
smiled helplessly.
"What are you doing in the foyer? I thought you were touring the house."
Hee Joo looked at the two of them in confusion.
Hong Renya felt someone's snake-like gaze and forced a smile. The sharp eyes like a knife made her
shudder.
"Ah... What a nice house, Hee Joo..."
"You only looked at the entrance?"
"One leaf tells the coming of autumn."

How could I meet a man like this, Hee Joo...what are you thinking about?
"Ha ha."
In-ya feels that everything is her fault.
A few weeks later——.
The fake life of the man who lived under his nephew's name spread through feature reports.
From Bai Changhao's victim to the mastermind behind the kidnapping of a trading company.
Bai Xianyan put on the adapted story, like a weapon, to collect people's sympathy.
Just like that, the man reappeared before the world with a new name.
***
"Who is the winner of the unprecedented poaching campaign amid the bombardment of phone calls from the political world?"
"Former President: "We should pay attention to the man's checkered life."
Hee Joo cleaned every corner of her new home herself, trying to forget the report that occupied an entire page of the current
affairs section.
A former Blue House spokesperson who was thought to be dead has reappeared.
He once again finds himself in the spotlight as a witness in multiple trials for Baek Jang-ho's family.
There were shutter clicks everywhere, and the reporters following him were like a swarm of spiders.
In order to recruit this influential and topical figure, Bai Chenyan was busy day and night.
"The secret of the giant, Bai Yanyan. Can he become the new generation of the Daehan Party?"
Even though the two have regained their footing with their new name and relationship, Hee-joo still feels uneasy.
--------------------
The years are buried deep in my bones and seem difficult to dissipate. When he monopolizes the
public's attention, I feel lonely and left aside.
The old shelter of Argan.
The ceiling fan creaked and spun precariously, and the once bright red bathroom light
flickered on and off.
That dreamlike time became blurred in the blink of an eye.
“This is our reality.”
People don't change easily.
He is still a workaholic and a power-oriented person.
"This kind of thinking is really boring."
I want him to regain his glory, but at the same time I don't want him to leave me.
This feeling is really contradictory.
"Stay a little longer...it's so nice to be at home."
Hee Joo scratched her head and wiped the floor until it was spotless.
At this moment, the phone vibrated in my pocket.
It was my husband calling.
"ah……"
Perhaps because they hadn't contacted each other for a long time, the sudden call made her heart beat fast. Hee Joo
swiped the screen without hesitation and answered the call.
"Hello?"
——……
But the other party didn't speak.

"Brother, Brother Yanyan, are you listening?"
——……
"Hello?"
Hee Joo bit her lip and checked the signal status again. The call time was passing normally.
At this moment, a strange voice came from the other end of the phone.
-"Hello."
“……!”
That was not my husband's voice.
Deeper, hoarser, and with some strange noises.
"Voice changer?"
Xizhu's originally excited face froze in an instant.
She took the phone away from her ear and confirmed the sender again. It was indeed Bai Xianyan's new number.
An ominous premonition came to her mind.
“…Who are you?”
— "This is disappointing. Don't you recognize me?"
Side Story 6.
"What?"
Xizhu's pulse was so fast that she broke out in a cold sweat. She dared not move because she had experienced
so many bad things.
For a moment, the smell of gasoline on the kidnapper seemed to flash past her nose.
But that's impossible.
The real Bai Siyan had been thrown onto the land of Argan and could not survive.
— “It’s only been a few months since we last contacted each other.”
“……!”
—"Don't you miss me at all? Someone's waist is almost sore from thinking about you all day long."
Her hands were shaking, but the strange feeling of familiarity made her brows frown slightly.
— "Have you changed your mind so quickly, Four Zero Six?"

“……!”
— "You even forgot to breathe and play with me."
Hee Joo’s eyes widened into bells, the tension in her chest instantly dissipating.
"Brother... is that you?"
—"Why are you speaking so gently?"
"Ah? What?"
— "Where did the once cold-blooded Si Lingliu go? Why is he so gentle now?"
So this is... Is Bai Xianyan kidding me?
"Uh, that..."
Hee Joo looked around unconsciously, her cheeks slightly red.

"It's been a while since I scolded you. Do you want to hear me scold you?"
—“……!”
There was a sigh from the other end of the line, followed by a short laugh.
— “Is there any more abuse I haven’t heard enough of?”
"Well……"
— "You said I was dirty, perverted, trashy, heartless, heartless, and impolite. Do you want to
continue?"
"No, that's enough..."
She turned paler as he listed them off.
Now, isn’t this a bit unfair? Hee Joo wanted to run to the bedroom and hide under the covers.
— "You said I was tossing a woman up and down like an elevator, and you called me a
bastard."
Hee Joo bit her lip.
— "But I only carry one person, don't you know that, 406?"
“……!”
Not only did Hee Joo's ears feel hot, but the corners of her eyes also started to feel hot.
— "The sound was so loud that it could break my eardrums, and he would take money out of other people's wallets, and
finally took off my pants."
"Uh...are you seeking revenge now?"
Hee Joo's earlobes glowed red and she was about to cry.
Hearing him recount the situation, Hee-joo recalled herself at the time, feeling extremely desperate. It was the
first time in her life that she lost control of her emotions. I was really out of my element at the time.
— "No, I just think I looked so cute back then, so I'm reminiscing about it."
"……What?"
— "It's funny to think about how our puppy barked desperately despite not having the courage."
Although his voice was still cold, it was full of doting and brushed past her ears like a breeze.
— "In the future I hope my puppy will bark regardless of the consequences."
“…”
— "If you don't call, I might miss something important."
Hee Joo felt like she was soaking in the midday sun, and her body became lazy. She
wanted to see him so badly that even her toes couldn't help moving.
Yes, he hadn't changed, but his color had. It was undoubtedly true that she was constantly
being dyed with new colors because of this man.
—"I don't want to feel comfortable with your silence and mistakenly think I'm doing a good
job again."
At this time, the door lock made a "tick, tick, tick" sound, and the door opened.
In the past, when their relationship was still cold, she would stiffen her shoulders every time she
heard the door open. But today, Hee-joo rushed out like a bullet. Even with the phone still to
her ear, his voice still reached her ears.
— "Of course, I don't refuse to communicate through body language."
Xizhu almost fell into his arms and hugged his waist tightly like a child, feeling love, hate and
wronged.
A deep laugh came like a wave through his strong chest.
"How did you change your voice?"
“There’s an interesting voice-changing app recently.”
His voice was still low and cold, but he pressed his cool cheek against Hee Joo's.
Sometimes the man looked serious, but he acted as if he couldn't help himself.
"Isn't it boring to be alone?"

"I've been tidying up at home. How about you? Are you done with your work?"
Apart from the news on the Internet, Hee Joo had no idea what he was doing outside.
She studied his features, but his poker face remained unpredictable.
He just looked at her passionately with eyes that contained a hint of smile.
"Your face is always tempting me."
Although his expression was cold, his voice, with a hint of anxiety, sounded sticky and sexy.
Before she even uttered the word "what", his tongue had already impatiently pried open her
lips.
"Um……"
He frowned, as if suppressing something, and hugged her tightly.

Then he tilted his head eagerly, his lips and teeth pressed together.
"Um……"
His fingers were cold, running through her hair, and Hee Joo felt her scalp tingling.
Their wet tongues entangled, and his other hand had already reached into her clothes. He picked up Xizhu
and placed her on his feet. Bai Yanyan walked straight to the sofa and gently put her down.
Snap——
At that moment, I don’t know if I pressed the remote control, but the TV suddenly turned on.
"The former Blue House spokesman appeared in court as a witness today. He was nominated as a candidate for the Daehan
Party. Former spokesman Baek Yeon-eun has overwhelming support among the 2030 young people, and his new political moves
have attracted much attention—"
Um?
In the dim light, Hee Joo’s ears perked up.

Even as his lips gently sucked on her earlobe, earlobe, neck and collarbone, Hee Joo couldn't take her eyes off
the TV screen.
"However, some people criticized the nomination of former spokesperson Bai Xianyan as a "parachute" based on
connections, and expressed disgust at the strategic nomination within the party. This kind of internal noise——"
"…Nomination?"
Hee Joo repeated the words that stuck in her ears as if she were learning a foreign language.
"Nomination?!"
She widened her eyes like steamed buns, pushed the man away, and stood up suddenly.
"What on earth is going on?"
There were already red marks on her neck, and she looked at Bai Fenyan.
The man who was suddenly rejected straightened his messy hair and exhaled with lingering excitement.
Hee Joo couldn't take her eyes off the TV, so she stepped on the remote to turn off the screen.
"I was going to tell you slowly."
Bai Xianyan clenched his jaw and rested his forehead on Xizhu's head.
His breath on his forehead was hot and fiery like a man in pain.
It was unbelievable how excited he was in the blink of an eye.
“Are you going to give up the straw?”
He hummed vaguely, a low sound coming from his throat.
"I was planning to be a spokesperson again, but I wanted to go to the Blue House. There is a playground in the
basement that I cherish."
His pupils flickered, and Hee Joo recognized him, the ambitious, power-hungry Alpha.
Everyone has his own aspirations and every water has its own source.
The invisible hand kept pulling him further and further away.
"But now I am no longer with the government, so I have to find another way."
Hee Joo's mind was filled with a thick fog of anxiety.
“Brother, I…”
Are we going to be apart again? Are we going to be left alone again?
The familiar despair made her feel weak all over.
Whether physically or socially, Xizhu has a slight sense of inferiority due to the distance between her and Bai
Yanyan.
Her pale lips moved, but in the end no words came out.
It is not easy to untie the knot in your heart.
"My brother doesn't have a job for the time being, so I'm glad he can stay with me all the time. Don't go to
work, just play with me."

How rustic and ridiculous this statement is.
It's not okay to swallow these words blindly like before, but it's also not okay to make
unrealistic demands.
Just then, Hee Joo’s eyes lit up.
"Then I'll be your sign language interpreter too!"
"What?"
He paused and looked up.
"The Blue House had sign language interpreters last, and the National Assembly had them long ago. When the spokespersons of the political
parties held press conferences, they all brought sign language interpreters with them."
“…”
"Then let's go to work in Congress together."
She blinked innocently, as if she had found her own solution.

But Bai Xianyan's reaction was very wrong.
"no."
"What?"
"No, don't follow me."
He frowned, clearly showing his displeasure.
"I will be the only one standing in front of the camera from now on. Have you forgotten that you were almost
injured at the forum?"
"But--!"
"Stop it, Hong Hee Joo."
“……!”
Those simple words, which were colder than her temperatureless body, completely ignited Hee Joo's anxiety.
Side Story 7.
"My brother-in-law is always so flamboyant anyway."
Hong In-ya took a sip of cold water happily and let out an "Ahhh" like an old man.
She was happy to pretend she didn't know when Hee Joo used the lame excuse of stopping by to get a drink of water during the interview.
"Personally, I think politicians also need star qualities. From this perspective, my brother-in-law is indeed talented. His bloodline is
indeed correct."
Even though her sister’s mumbling was somewhat sarcastic, Hee Joo was lost in her own thoughts.
You told me not to act like a spoiled brat?
What does that mean?

Do I really look that immature and unreliable?
You actually regarded my request as "acting cute"?
"By the way...when is your wedding going to be?"
My sister's voice interrupted my continuous thoughts.
"ah?"
"I mean the wedding. Haven't you and that changed man re-registered yet?"
"We are slowly preparing..."
I answered weakly, and Hong In-ya's eyes became sharp.
"How is your relationship with your brother-in-law?"
"ah?"
"Do you get along well with each other like lovers or husband and wife?"
"Of course we get along well."
"snort--"
Her meaningful nasal sound was so long and slow that it was almost annoying.
"It's not like I don't know my brother-in-law's character. I'm just afraid that you'll be humble in front of
him and explode in the end. I've seen this happen a lot."
My sister shrugged and fiddled with the empty cup, testing it cautiously.
But I am already an expert in this area. After all, I once boldly made a threatening phone call to my
husband.
"It's just... I feel like I'm being too childish."
I sighed and let my feelings out.

"What does this mean?"
My sister folded her arms, her eyes were blazing, her feet were shaking. She looked like a
thug ready for a fight.
"I want to be more confident next to my brother, but it's always difficult..."
“…”
"When I was little, I envied my older sister who was in the same grade as my brother and wore a school uniform. Later, I envied my
brother's colleagues."
I was digging into my own thoughts while Hong In-ah was playing with her phone seriously.
She was debating whether or not to record this adorable look on video, calculating in her mind.
If I send this video to my brother-in-law, I can get at least a thousand yuan.
Ah, stop this rubbish idea!
She fell back into her bad habits again.

Hong In-ya slapped her head, making a crisp sound, and my eyes widened immediately.
But…everyone would think this kind of worry is cute, right? It’s not a bad thing, right?
Indeed, Bai Yanyan is an interesting subject. Just stick a straw on his back, take a few photos of me
and send them to him, and a satisfactory reward will be deposited.
Because I betrayed Shanjing Daily and went to Mingzhi, my family's support was completely cut off,
so this small side job was very profitable.
It seems...I should have taken a picture just now.
But what’s better than the video is the live scene. Ah…, what will this couple do without me? Can they
make it?
Hong Renya thought about this in her mind, but a bright smile appeared on her face.
"Of course you are still young. You are six years younger than him."
“……!”
"So being coquettish is also a weapon."
"……ah?"
"Think about it from another perspective. You will always be younger than him, and that's your advantage."
Hong In-ya continued to encourage her sister.
"Don't just be envious. If you want something, just act like a spoiled child and go for it."
“…”
"This is love. Knowing it's unreasonable but still accepting it, this is love. And this
is also being a man."
I blinked slowly.
"...Sister, have you ever had this kind of relationship?"

In fact, I have never been in love.
Hong In-ya didn't answer honestly, but just kept clearing her throat.
"Anyway, he's your husband. Why are you so nervous? You're still so young, you should be bolder."
“……!”
I felt my head going blank, and I was confused by my sister's nonsense.
Some people say don’t act coquettishly, while others say you should act coquettishly?
Acceptance is love?
But isn’t the result obvious?
He is a man with clear and strict standards.
If Hee Joo used her age as an excuse to act like a spoiled brat, he would definitely severely reprimand her for such
unreasonable and rude behavior.

In bed, he never let Xizhu have a moment's rest and always pushed her to the limit. How could
such a person easily accept such a thing...
"Even so, let's give it a try..."
Hee Joo bit her lip, without showing any sign of retreat.
Although a little clumsy, she was sincere in every moment, and her eyes were cautious but
sparkling with blue light.
***
“I think I found a new job!”
The next night, as soon as Bai Xianyan returned home, Xizhu ran over nervously.
He pulled her towards him like an eagle catching its prey.
Hee Joo shouted hurriedly before being hugged by him.
“I want to try my hand at politics, too!”

"What?"
His eyebrows raised quickly, obviously hearing something incredible.
“I want to work in Congress first as a sign language interpreter.”
"What are you talking about?"
“I want to be a sign language interpreter for a political party.”
His eyes, which were so close to her, suddenly turned cold. He stopped his move to hug her, but his hands
were clasped around her waist like handcuffs.
She swallowed and began to speak out word by word the opinions she had prepared since yesterday.
“There happened to be a job posting, so I applied and arranged an interview.”
"Then what?"
His dissatisfaction can be seen from his twisted face. It is usually difficult to guess
what he is thinking, but at this time his expression is unusually vivid.
"Um?"
"Are you saying you have to work with me, now?"
“That’s not the case!”
Hee Joo jumped up, thinking that what he said was nonsense.
His unpredictable attitude made Bai Xianyan tilt his head slightly.
"Well... now let me tell you, my political leanings are actually a little different from yours."
“…”
“…”
There was a silence as deep as a valley between the two of them.

“I’m not going to the ruling party, but to a small party that is concerned about the environment.”
The man frowned, his eyes seemed as if he was facing an unsolvable problem.
Hee-joo made a relatively risky choice. Although some people say that differences in religion, politics
and tastes will lead to the failure of a marriage, if she does not make it public, Hee-joo will never be able
to stand on the same stage with him.
"Our Hong Hee-joo said something really interesting."
Bai Fenyan stared at Xizhu's pretty face, as if he could see through her. He tugged at his tie and
muttered.
"Who do you want to stand next to?"
"ah?"
Her words slipped out like a lost tooth.
He threw his tie on the ground like a snake, recalling "Who was the spokesperson there--" and
suddenly fixed his cold eyes on Hee Joo.
“Why are you doing something you don’t normally do?”
"You don't discuss everything with me."
Although Hee Joo was a little scared by the long-awaited questioning, she didn't want to be the wife who was overwhelmed by
his momentum.
"You're more dangerous than me. In fact, it was you who almost died...!"
“…”
"I just want to do what I like. I work at about the same time as you, so we can meet at noon
and go home together after get off work. How nice is that."
“…”
"Besides sign language translation, what I am best at is dreaming while looking at your back."
To be honest, she did want to test him a little.

Hee Joo had never been stubborn towards anyone, nor had she gained anything through stubbornness,
so she had no idea what her sister meant by love.
"Hong Xizhu, didn't you understand what I said yesterday?"
He still stroked his face in a reproachful tone, his fingers lingering at the corners of his mouth, looking very embarrassed.
However, Hee Joo did not show any weakness and retorted:
"What does it matter what my brother says? I heard I can be a little willful."
"Who said such rude words?"
Since she was a child, Xizhu has seen her sister being severely scolded by Bai Fenyan. She felt sorry for her sister and
therefore did not report it immediately.
But that didn't mean she would give up her position. Hee Joo pursed her lips.
"I'm still young."
“……!”
At that moment, his pupils and breathing stopped at the same time.
"I'm so much younger than my brother. Is it impossible for me to do this?"
“…….”
"I'm six years younger than you...! You always have a stern face and only know how to scold me!"
The way he looked at her made her feel ashamed, as if she was looking at something strange.
How to act like a spoiled child? How can you know if you haven't tried it...!
Hee Joo's eyes kept moving towards her toes, but she decided to take a gamble.
"I...I want to do it! I must do it!"
Hee Joo shouted firmly, nudging him slightly with her fist just enough to meet his eyes.
The man frowned, but at the same time he bit his lower lip as if he was trying to hold back a smile. Hee Joo
was stunned by his complicated expression.

"When Hong Hee-joo opens her mouth, my world lights up."
A deep laugh escaped his lips.
Then, Bai Xianyan suddenly held Xizhu's face with both hands and began to walk forward with big strides.
He pushed Hee Joo so hard that she could only step back, and eventually the two of them crossed the corridor and went straight into the bedroom.
From the ears to the chin, and then to the entire cheek, his warm big hands were wrapped around her. No one could
tell whose heart was beating violently.
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Side Story 8.
"You're showing me all the things I didn't do as a kid. Is today my new birthday?"
“……!”
"——Hmm? Hee Joo."
Bai Xianyan's already strong hands became even stronger and pinched Xizhu's cheeks.
His occasional pranks were like maintaining the water level in a dam before a sudden
downpour of rain.
"You should have cried for candy like this a long time ago."
"...What? I didn't cry..."
"She's so adorable, she's acting cute, she's making demands, she's yelling."
“……!”
"It's okay, give me some more."
“Um, that…”
“You can go back to an earlier time and have a tantrum like you did as a teenager and slam doors.”
Before she knew it, Hee Joo was slumped on the bed, staring up at him blankly.
"I will satisfy you, give me more."
What... is going on? Did it work?
"But why are you taking off your clothes?"
Bai Xianyan knelt on the bed, pressed down Xizhu's thighs, and began to unbutton his cuffs,
watch and belt.
"I want to hear Hong Hee Joo's coquettish voice here."
“……!”
“This time, let your body speak for itself.”
He suddenly kissed me.
Xizhu's lips were kissed deeply, and she felt a surge of heat instantly. The touch in her mouth was
rubbing, the wet tongue was sucking, and the saliva was mixed together.
With rapid eyes and hot breaths leaking out, he adjusted the angle of his face to make the kiss
deeper.
"ah……"
Years of anxiety melted away like snow.
Maybe even if she threw a glass of water at him, he would say, "Harder."
This unprecedented sense of security almost made her cry.
***
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“Woo woo…”
Her whole body ached, and Hee Joo couldn't help but groan. The morning light shone through the curtains
on her face, making her look a little pale.
She instinctively glanced at the clock on the wall and found that the bed next to her had been empty for a long time and
was already cold.
At this time, there was some movement outside. Hee Joo rubbed her sore joints and slowly
sat up.
"Um……"
She stretched her legs out of the bed, revealing her smooth calves.
But if you look up a little, you can see red and swollen teeth marks all over her body. The skin
below her collarbone is covered with dense red rashes, which looks like an allergy.
"well……"
Hee Joo casually picked up his large shirt, put it on, and walked out of the room.
"No, I'm not participating. Yes, it is."
She looked around for him and heard low voices coming from the study.
She tiptoed and approached quietly. Through a slightly open door, she saw her
husband, shirtless, leaning on the desk, talking on the phone.
"I'm sorry, but I decline the nomination."
...Hmm? What's going on?
"No, I plan to change parties."
“……!”
"No, the same applies to the spokesperson position."

There was an excited voice on the other end of the line.
Bai Xianyan sat casually on the desk with his broad shoulders and back bare. He continued to
speak in a lazy voice while playing with his lighter. The afterglow of last night's passion still
remained in his tone.
"It's not the big party that matters. As an advisor, I don't think it's enough to just sit on the elephant's
back. No matter what party I'm in, even if it's a small party—"
His words suddenly stop as Hee-joo bursts into the room, desperately gesturing at him to shut up.
"...No, sorry, the puppy just jumped on me."
This sign language is a mess.
He pulled the phone away from his ear and frowned, while Hee Joo looked pale and kept
shaking her head.
"Member, as I said earlier, I rejected that offer—"
"What on earth is this brother talking about now...! "

Could it be that... he is planning to change parties?
She reached out to cover Bai Yanyan's mouth, but he easily avoided her hand and continued talking on the phone.
Xizhu was so anxious that she pulled off his sweatpants without thinking.
"But I really can't think of any other solution...!"
Xizhu knelt at his feet and made various gestures, signaling him to hang up the phone, shut up, and listen
to her first. She looked up at him with helplessness in her eyes.
At the same time, Bai Xianyan was as stiff as a statue.
"Congressman, I'll...get in touch later, uh."
Suddenly, a hand grabbed his leg and he clenched his teeth.
Seeing Hee Joo kneeling at his feet, looking at him with moist eyes, his jaw muscles twitched again.
"Call me later, huh...I will."
He finished speaking haltingly, pushing Hee Joo's head further away.
After hanging up the phone, he threw the phone on the table and said coldly:
"Hong Xizhu, what are you doing? You pulled my pants down so early in the morning. What do you want to do?"
His cold tone made Xizhu speechless for a moment. She didn't want to pull him down, she just wanted
to follow him.
As if reflecting on herself, Hee-joo helped him pull his pants up. Her eyes followed his long, strong
legs, saw his taut muscles, and then…
“……!”
Bai Xianyan pulled up his pants mercilessly to cover the underwear that was accidentally exposed.
"Hong Hee-joo."
"So, what about brother? You won't do what I think, will you?"
"What on earth are you thinking about?"
"…Are you going to give up the nomination? Are you going to refuse even the position of spokesperson for the ruling party?"
Bai Fenyan looked at her with deep eyes.
"Even if you leave, I will go with you. I just need to stay in that position. Why do you want to resign?"
"Hee Joo."
“……!”
The deep voice made her heart skip a beat.
"You're not the only one feeling uneasy."
He still had no expression on his face, but an inexplicable warmth permeated through him.
"I feel the same way. I would feel uneasy if I left you at home. But I can't install CCTV
at home. I haven't fallen to that level yet."
Xizhu felt a dull pain in her heart.
At this moment, Bai Xianyan suddenly picked her up and put her on the table, and their positions were reversed instantly.
"Don't say anything about coming down to find you."
“……!”
"I also want to be with you all the time, regardless of business or personal matters."
He kissed her cheek devoutly, his breath gently caressing her skin like warm whispers.
"I thought...you were going to leave me again."
“…….”
"Since I was little, you have always stayed abroad for a long time, and this time you are hiding somewhere
secretly. I always feel that you are far away from me. Whether it is in the Blue House or the National
Assembly, I feel that I can't touch you, so..."
Bai Xianyan hugged her, held her tightly in his arms, and listened to her confession full of grievance.
Hee Joo coquettishly nuzzled into his broad embrace, “I really like you.”
“……!”
"It's even more than I thought—"
“Hee Joo, please don’t misunderstand me anymore.”
Bai Fenyan swallowed quietly, then suddenly kissed her lips fiercely. It was a long and persistent kiss, as
if he wanted to swallow her whole.
“Hmm, hum…”
Hee Joo almost couldn't breathe and tried to turn her head away, but her waist and head were held tightly and she
couldn't move at all.

The more she trembled, the tighter he held her. Although it was an almost oppressive hug, Hee Joo
felt surprisingly calm.
Finally, he let go of her lips and said as if begging, "If I can have you, I can give up Bai Siyan, no,
even Bai Changhao."
“……!”
"Hee Joo, I can steal hundreds of times for you. You are my memory, my time, my name."
The morning sun gradually rises.
"How could I abandon you? So, don't worry about following me anymore. From now on, no matter
where I go, I will definitely take you with me. Even if I'm just going to the grocery store, I will definitely
carry Hong Xizhu first."
Hee Joo just wanted to cuddle up to him like this, melt into his arms.
At that moment, I finally found peace after a long journey.
That day, the two stayed in the study for a long time and were reluctant to come out.
***
"Oh, the bride!"
Hee Joo kept fiddling with the hem of her classic wedding dress, which she wasn't used to.
The location was a bridal shop in Jiangnan.
As the heavy curtains were drawn aside, the man sitting on the velvet sofa and looking at his tablet slowly
raised his head.
The moment their eyes met, Xizhu's cheeks felt hot and she touched her face unconsciously.
"Dear bride, this dress suits you so well! You are pure and clean, and this classic wedding dress with a square
neckline is so elegant!"
The employee's straightforward praise made her ears burn.
No, what made her even more uneasy was the tense face of the groom-to-be.
He looked at her in her wedding dress, unable to speak for a long time, and then stared at her
fiercely for some reason. Hee Joo swallowed nervously and asked:
"Brother...what do you think?"
"……before."
His low voice flowed out slowly.
"You were wearing a white dress and secretly drinking soju, just like that back then."
"What?"
"I want to take you away."
“……!”
"I want you."
His dark pupils seemed to be recalling the distant past. "Yes, that's right..." He muttered
to himself , and then his fiery eyes swept over Xizhu.
Not long after, Bai Xianyan stood up from the sofa quietly and walked up the stairs.
The employees left tactfully, and Hee Joo bit her lower lip nervously.
At this time, he stretched out his hand hidden behind his back and put a diamond crown on Hee Joo's head.
Side Story 9.
“……!”
Hee Joo just blinked.
"Hong Hee-joo, do you want to be the first lady?"

"……What?"
"If you want me to, I'll try."
"What?!"
The sudden words made her mouth drop open in surprise. This was not just a casual remark!
His calm demeanor leaves Hee Joo speechless.
There are mirrors all around, under the dazzling lights.
Hee Joo accidentally saw herself in the mirror.
Wearing a beautiful crown and a wedding dress, it feels like a dream.
It has been a month since the two officially started preparing for their wedding.
Unlike political marriages that were signed by both parents, this time everything was handled by
them personally.
They have to choose everything personally, including flowers, menus, wedding dresses, guest gifts, etc.
“…It doesn’t feel real.”
"What's unreal?"
"I also thought about the past. I did the same thing at my brother's funeral. I chose the price of the
flowers, the urn, and even the menu by myself."
“…….”
He kept his mouth shut, and Hee Joo had no choice but to play with his suit sleeves.
"So it felt very strange. It was like if I closed my eyes and opened them again I would be back at
the funeral, where I was still dozing off."
As she spends her days preparing for the wedding, Hee-joo sometimes feels like it's all unreal.
The expressionless man would soften his eyes whenever he saw her, staring at her all the time.
These incredible things all happened.
Hee Joo hesitated and grabbed his wrist tightly. He held her hand firmly.
"How could this be a dream? My life is now in your hands."
Hee Joo stared blankly at this icy-cold man.
"You've mortgaged me, and you still want to escape into a dream?"
“……!”
"This nasty little puppy."
Bai Xianyan pulled the curtain and suddenly kissed her.
His frank love gradually relaxed her stiff body. She felt the smile on
his lips.
"…Promise me, okay?"
"I swear."
He said this heavily, and Hee Joo felt like she was being held firmly.
His proposal was heavy and heartfelt, but Hee-joo smiled willingly.
Her smile matched the sparkling crown perfectly.
***
D-day.
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No family members were invited, it was a very, very small wedding with only acquaintances.
After getting their dresses, hair and makeup done in the store, the two were heading towards the wedding venue.
The road is unobstructed and the mood is happy.
"Hong Xizhu, how do you feel now?"
"What does it feel like?"
"And what it felt like to be married for the second time."
Hee Joo couldn’t help but laugh.
"There won't be a third time."
She glanced at him and saw the corners of his mouth rise slightly.
The groom in a black suit looked a little strange, yet also familiar.
Compared to his previous greasy look, Bai Yanyan in a suit is the real him in Xizhu's mind, showing his
character and appearance.
He always ridicules himself that he doesn't deserve such a life, but Xizhu doesn't think so. He has worked hard
to get all this.
At that moment, his face, which was originally smiling, suddenly froze.
"What's wrong?"
“…It’s a bit strange.”
He muttered in a low voice, his tone stiff.
Xizhu's gaze also turned to the window.
"Ah? Looks like there was an accident."
The road seemed extremely chaotic.

Although there was clearly no traffic jam, the cars suddenly stopped, unable to move, and gathered together.
Some people ran outside and made noisy phone calls.
Bai Fenyan frowned, as he was blocked in both directions and couldn't move forward.
"...How do we get there? We'll be late if we keep going like this..."
Xizhu grabbed the wide hem of her skirt tightly and her face turned pale in an instant.
People got out of their cars and tried to figure out what was going on. The center of the road was soon crowded with people.
Traffic police were running through the traffic, blowing whistles, and SWAT team members set up roadblocks in the distance.
This scene is unusual.
"Hey, brother, what should we do?"
Bai Xianyan silently unbuckled his seat belt.

"Don't come out, stay here."
"What?"
"I'll go check out the situation."
"elder brother……!"
Xizhu hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, and her hands began to tremble.
He was keenly aware of her nervousness, stopped opening the car door, and gently stroked the back
of her head.
"I'm not going to disappear like this."
“……!”
He stroked along her delicate brow, soothingly.

"If we're going to get married, we need to move all these cars. So I went to check out the situation."
He even made an inappropriate joke to put her at ease.
But the moment he closed the car door, his expression turned grim. His words were not entirely a joke.
There was a smell of flammable liquid somewhere.
Bai Xianyan squeezed through the crowd and walked to the end of the roadblock.
There, several cars crossed the center line and were parked at an angle, with police surrounding them.
Looking closely, there were several discarded oil drums rolling around on the ground and oil dripping from the car body.
I'm so busy, what the hell is this...
Bai Xianyan tried to pull at his tie impatiently, but he stopped when he realized he was wearing a
groom's suit. His Adam's apple moved impatiently.
"ha……"
He looked at his watch and twisted his neck, seeming to understand what was happening.
At this time, the driver shouted loudly from the slightly opened car window.
"Don't come over here, get out of here, get out of here...!"
The middle-aged man sitting in the driver's seat was holding a household butane gas tank and threatening the approaching police officers.
“Look at that…!”
“Oh my god…!”
The onlookers started talking about it.
At the same time, a soft cry of "Dad..." touched Bai Xianyan's nerves.
He immediately bent down and leaned over to look inside the car, beads of sweat oozing out of his tense forehead.
As expected, a child was strapped tightly to the passenger seat belt and was crying.
Bai Fenyan smacked his lips. If this continued, the wedding would definitely be delayed.
"Is there a child in there?"
“……!”
A sound as sweet as ice cream stimulated his ears and he immediately turned his head.
Hee Joo was seen wearing a simple wedding dress with her skirt lifted high and her mouth slightly open.
“Why are you here…!”
"No, brother! Tell me quickly, is there a child trapped in the car?"
All eyes were on the obvious bride and groom.
One of the quick-witted bystanders had already taken out his phone and started recording. Citizens who
recognized Bai Xianyan began to talk about it.

"Hong Xizhu, go back quickly."
"What about you?"
"We can't let the wedding go to waste. We have to find a way to solve it."
"What?"
"In such an urgent situation, why hasn't the crisis negotiation team arrived yet?"
"…Wait a minute, who wants to solve it?"
Hee Joo's face showed deep suspicion and she grabbed his hand.
"It can't be... you? How do you solve it?"
She asked in a tone of disbelief. Bai Fenyan looked around and paused.
He didn't want to admit it, but his self-esteem still played a role.
"Although I——"
He raised his eyebrows and was about to explain something, but finally closed his mouth.
In an instant, he recalled the countless sharp conversations he had with Si Lingliu. Oh, he frowned helplessly.
Indeed, he is regarded as a harsh critic rather than an expert negotiator.
The basis of negotiation is dialogue.
Is to try to understand the other person.
Excellent negotiators use empathy as a weapon, but "Bai Siyan" has never lived like this.
Over the years, a corner of his emotions had become numb.
The only thing he clings to is strength and power.
Therefore, he is far from being a good negotiator, but he has an extraordinary talent for cunning.
"…Because I want to escort you."
In the end, he could only come up with a clumsy excuse. But now, it was his true feelings.
"I have been waiting for the day when I can walk into the wedding hall hand in hand with you, Hong Xizhu."
So he must try, he said silently in his heart.
Xizhu looked at Bai Fenyan who was moving among the crowd and could no longer hold him back.
She clenched her already cold hands and pressed them against her chest. Her heart was beating violently.
"Thanks for your hard work."
The SWAT captain, who was communicating with his superior via the intercom, widened his eyes when he noticed Bai
Fenyan suddenly breaking in.
"...Oh? You are Bai Siyan's spokesperson, right?"

"Yes, I am Bai Yanyan."
“Oh, yes, yes…! That’s right…! Hello, hello.”
The older captain naturally extended his hand and shook hands.
Bai Fenyan held his hand and continued speaking quickly, although his tone was firm.
Even in the chaos, his voice and pronunciation still go straight to people's hearts like arrows.
"I'm on my way to get married and the traffic is really bad."
"Oh...! Yes, yes."
The SWAT captain looked at Bai Fenyan's neat and tidy appearance with admiration.
"As you know, I grew up under Professor Shen Kuizhen."
“……!”
Despite the sensitivity of the subject, his voice was cool.
The captain couldn't help but stutter when he heard the person who had experienced life and death mention the
hot topic of the past few months.
Professor Shen Kuizhen has been involved in various illegal scandals, but the most shocking one is his
attempted murder of his own son and the crime of using explosives.
Therefore, his glorious title of "South Korea's No. 1 crisis negotiation expert" also fell into disrepair...
"Before I became his son, I was also Professor Shen's student. Now the negotiation team seems to
be a little late. Can I go in and talk to the hijacker first?"
“…”
"If we delay here, the child will be in danger."
The captain of the special forces seemed to be fascinated and said to the walkie-talkie: "Captain Li,
Bai Siyan is here now. No, the son of negotiator Shen Kuizhen, no, the student..." He scratched his scalp
hard while speaking.
Soon after, the police who received the instructions made way, and Bai Xianyan walked into the scene step by
step without hesitation.

Side Story 10.
"Who are you? Go away! Get away! Can't you hear me?!"
The driver who was shaking the gas tank now held a lighter in one hand and was in a very critical situation.
"Hello, I'm negotiator Bai Yanyan. Is everything okay in there?"
"Go away, go away! I don't need anything, go away!"
The hijacker turned up the volume of the radio to the maximum, cursed with his finger, and refused to talk.
A child's faint sobbing came from the seat next to him.

Veins bulged on Bai Xianyan's forehead.
"Is it really safe inside?"
"I told you to go away!"
"You look pretty agitated right now. What happened?"
"This is our family's business, it's none of your business, go away!"
Bai Xianyan barely suppressed the urge to remove the car door.
He clenched and unclenched his fists, glancing at Hee Joo in her wedding dress with a downcast look.
Don't forget the purpose.
However, despite his repeated attempts at dialogue, the driver banged on the door with his fists, refusing
any approach. The terrified child cried even harder.
At this time, Bai Xianyan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then said calmly:
"…it looks like you're upset about something at home. I'm getting married in an hour, and I'd love to know
why you're so upset."
"What?!"
"But since it's a family matter, it's not easy to say it out loud."
"I don't know why we should get married, but it's enough for you to know!"
The hijacker's violent shouting made Hee-joo, who was blocked behind the roadblock, tremble.
Taking a low profile to guide the conversation is definitely not Bai Xianyan's style.
Even so, he used a method he had never used before and humbled himself.
"Is it because of marital problems that make you angry? If you can tell me, it will be of great help to me who
is about to get married."
"No, my wife can't do anything right and she wants to divorce me. How can I not be angry?"
"You are angry because your wife filed for divorce."
"Of course, how can I not be angry when you talk about divorce!"
"Anything else happening?"
Bai Xianyan calmly opened the hijacker's heart, and this scene was unfamiliar.
Hee Joo stared at her husband intently, her heart filled with strange premonitions and curiosity.
"I haven't been working lately, and when I met up with a few friends, she kept nagging me!"
"It's just because I was bored and went out to meet my friends, but I was nagged and felt bad."
"Right...! Young man, don't get married. I don't know why you want to get married!"
“…”
The hostage-taker began to talk nonstop, his breath smelling strongly of alcohol.
But Bai Fenyan remained calm and listened to him silently.
"Young man, do you want to be like me? It's okay for a man to not work sometimes and hang out with friends,
but she wants to divorce me? There's a child!"
Even when he banged his head against the car door, Bai Renyan's voice remained calm.
"So you're in a bad mood."
“Right!”
"You just want to take a break, but your wife doesn't understand you. This must make you feel very uncomfortable."
"It's so uncomfortable! I just drank some wine, is it necessary to force me like this? And there is a child here,
how can you divorce so easily? How can she do this? After all, she is the child's mother!"
Isn't he the father of the child? Hearing this, Xizhu was filled with anger.
But she bit her lip and silently watched Bai Renyan who was trying to comfort the hostages.
At this moment, the person whose mind is full of blood and anger is probably Bai Fenyan.
Hee Joo is well aware of this.
"It seems like you care about children very much."
"As long as I think of our children! Ugh...!"
Suddenly, the hostage started crying.
At the same time, Bai Xianyan gestured to the police behind him.
Although his voice was as low and pleasant as always, his gestures were as decisive as a knife.
“Is the child safe?”
"Woo, it's okay. I was just a little frightened, that's all. Woo, woo...!"
"You must feel sad that no one understands your efforts. Am I right?"
"Yes, that's right."

"How about you let the child out first, and then walk out slowly?"
"…Can I talk to my wife?"
"Yes, Madam will be here soon. Please let the child out first, and then walk out slowly."
As the conversation progressed, Bai Xianyan's voice gradually became harder.
However, the hostage did not notice this, he paused and released the child first.
Then, he put his hands on his head, opened the car door and walked out.
After confirming that the hostage did not have a gas tank or lighter in his hands, Bai Xianyan immediately grabbed his
hair and pressed him against the car body.
"ah……!"
Just as he twisted the hostage's arms and arrested him, the police quickly stepped forward.
After Bai Xianyan handed the hostage to the police, he immediately tidied up his messy clothes.
The people watching began to applaud slowly, and then the applause broke out like thunder.
At this moment, the hostage who was being taken away obediently suddenly raised his head.
"Young man, you should think about getting married again!"
Bai Fenyan shrugged and responded nonchalantly.
"This is not my first marriage."
"…Are you still sane? Even so, you still want to remarry?! Sometimes in life you want to throw everything
away! This feeling will keep coming back! Don't you understand after experiencing it once?!"
"I'm not going to listen to a loser who can't even take care of his own family."
"What? You bastard—!"
Bai Xianyan glared at him with contempt, then turned and left.
He soon found his fiancée in the crowd. Hee-joo stood out like a solitary lily, and she, too, was
clapping.
She seemed a little dazed, but she clapped her hands vigorously.
Bai Xianyan walked towards the SWAT captain, his eyes never leaving Xizhu.
"I'm sorry to interrupt the cleanup, can I leave first?"
The SWAT captain looked at Bai Xianyan's dress again and nodded repeatedly.
"Thank you very much for today. We at the Gyeonggi Police Department will contact you again. Is there anything you need..."
"No. I just expect to get a lot of speeding tickets."
"What?"
"Even if I drive at 120 km/h, I will be late for the wedding."

"ah……!"
After Bai Xianyan finished his business, he walked towards his fiancée. The crowd naturally made way for him.
Although they were not official guests, onlookers gathered on the road recorded the moment with their
mobile phones.
"Let's go, we're going to be late."
He checked his watch and Hee Joo's voice came through with a slight tremor.
"elder brother……"
Hee Joo opened her mouth and closed it again. Unspeakable emotions surged in her heart.
The "Bai Siyan" he knew was definitely not the kind of person who could conduct this kind of negotiation.
Yet today he came off as an almost shockingly expert negotiator.
If Shen Kuizhen saw it, his evaluation of him would be different.

“…What a remarkable man.”
"What?"
"I thought you were going to break the window first."
“That was indeed the plan at the beginning.”
He holds Hee Joo’s hand, turns around and starts walking.
"But today is our wedding day."
"… Even so, I didn't expect you to negotiate like that."
"I said a lot of things against my will because I was afraid the bride would run away."
Hee Joo chuckled softly, staring at him intently.
People often say that people don't change, but Bai Siyan took that step. Only those who are eager
and work hard can do it. It seems that love can really make people evolve.
"Yes, if you had done this earlier, you would have handled it better when Si Lingliu asked for a
divorce, ah!"
"What did you say?"
"No, it was a slip of the tongue!"
"Looking at your disappointed expression, it doesn't look like a slip of the tongue."
"No, it was really just a mistake...!"
As they passed through the road blocked by cars of various colors, the two continued to bicker.
"Mr. Spokesman, congratulations on your marriage!"
“Congratulations on your marriage!”
"You are so beautiful, happy wedding!"

The sudden burst of cheers made Hee Joo look around in surprise.
This wedding was completely different from the first one, which was just a contractual relationship.
Now, the cheers of strangers burst out from all directions like fireworks.
Hee Joo’s cheeks turned red.
One day, in the distant future.
Hee Joo will realize that this moment is their first public appearance as a couple.
Bai Siyan got in the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove out of the congested road first.
"But, Hong Hee Joo, I think we should add one more thing to our wedding vows."
"What?"
"Is Si Ling Liu willing to make sweet phone calls to Lu Qi Wu for the rest of his life?"
"What?!"
"Will you swear?"
The wind blew in through the car window, ruffling the man's hair. He was already smiling.
"If I call you to say something romantic, what will Lu Qiwu do?"
"You do whatever Hong Xizhu tells you to do."
“…”
"So please call me all your life. I'll answer it like it's the first time."
The sky on our wedding day was as blue as the sea, stretching to the end of our horizon.
Hee Joo felt that she would never forget the sky today.
Hearing an answer that was clearer than ever before, the man stepped on the accelerator even harder.
The wedding car tied with a pink ribbon sped away on the unobstructed road.
——The end of the extra story.


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person who had died in the instant explosion.

What on earth is mom talking about now?

"…What can I help you with?"

Her hoarse voice came out dryly.

"…How can I help?"

Mom had a strange expression on her face.

Her eyes suddenly widened and she looked very surprised.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Her voice was hoarse like drought.

There was nothing to be afraid of, alone in mourning.

don't know how to draw the sword.

But now she understands.

Her heart kept beating, encouraging her.

Draw the sword. Find the lost words.

Become an adult, Hong Hee-joo.

Even if I get hurt, even if I roll into the mud.

That's fine too.

"Don't even think about using me to help Chairman Hong's career."

Hee Joo said with red eyes.

"You, since when did you start..."

"Don't even think about using me for anything."

“Are you my pimp?”

My mother's face turned red and she was breathing heavily.

Kim Yeon Hee had cast in the past.

"Can't I say something serious to my mother?"

"If you're going to do it, do it fairly!"

but it was no use.

"My mother doesn't like me."

Jin Yanxi's face turned pale.

opportunity to ridicule me."

"Mom hopes I'm unhappy—"

Hee Joo straightened her back.

"The one person who can't leave me is my mother."

"Stop using me as a sacrifice to sustain your life."

"I will never be a sacrifice to my mother again."

Hee Joo pushed it away mercilessly.

"I'm saying, I don't need a mom anymore."

"I'm saying, I'm never going to love you again."

She thought of the empty urn.

"I'm saying, I can live well without you."

Hee Joo thought in her slow-moving mind.

everything would be a dream.

“Hey, Hee Joo…how long are you going to lie down?”

becoming the person she tried so hard to escape from.

"I'm not trying to escape from this political marriage, actually..."

"Actually...I seem to want to get something."

"Anyway, I think that's what I really feel..."

“So sometimes I feel like I’m suffocating.”

"……is that so?"

Hee Joo was speechless for a moment.

Because the emotions that surged up were really hard to suppress.

“That person disappeared.”

The pillowcase was quietly soaked.

Because I didn’t give my all to get hurt.

The regret gradually ate away at her.

The loop of regret keeps looping in my mind.

That was exhausting.

Hee Joo frowned because of the glaring light.

"Would you like to go out for a walk with your sister?"

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