Come Back

“He definitely has a different vibe because he’s an actor. Even at first glance, he’s not an ordinary young man. It’s too bad that we old people like you don’t know him. It’s because we don’t know much about the entertainment industry.”

Regardless of Jo Seong-hyeon’s true circumstances, Park Yong-hoon and his gang welcomed Yoon Hye-an as if she were their grandson.

“No. My name and face aren’t that well known. It’s an honor just to be able to greet you like this.”

“The young man has a neat way of speaking as well as his appearance. No wonder the vice president likes him so much!”

“With these two handsome men standing side by side, the golf course looks like a movie set!”

The old men who concluded that Yoon Hye-an was ARA’s new unofficial mistress were making a fuss about flattering Yoon Hye-an for a while.

They met as movie investors and actors and got along well despite their age difference. Lee Hae-seong introduced Yoon Hye-an like that, but no one believed that at face value. If they were similar in age, you would have thought that they would meet and build a friendship regardless of their social status, but that was not the case.

“Hye-an… Oh, Hye-an has been interested in golf lately, so I came out with her today to show her the CC atmosphere.”

Lee Hae-seong, who had been casually calling her ‘Hye-an’, soon corrected his address to ‘Ms. Hye-an’ and continued speaking. However, it was clearly a deliberate mistake. It was clear that he intended to show how close they were.

If you really want to look like you made a mistake, at least show some sincerity by pretending to look flustered, Vice President? Jo Seong-hyeon was having more and more difficulty controlling his expression that was about to turn sour.

“It’s great that a young person like actor Yoon is interested in golf. These days, with the popularization of golf and all, there are a lot of young people who come to the clubs who don’t look like they belong there and muddy the waters… I would really welcome someone like actor Yoon.”

“Oh my, you’re very welcome! It’s fate that we’ve met like this, but if you don’t mind, could I get Actor Yoon’s autograph?”

“Of course I would like to do it, but I don’t have any paper…”

“Here, you can put it on my hat. I need to get it in advance from someone who will soon be a famous actor.”

Vice Minister Kang Min-wook took off the golf cap he was wearing without a moment’s hesitation and held it out. In response, President Park Yong-hoon took off the gloves he was wearing and held them out.

“Actor Yoon, I’ll put on these gloves then. I’ll keep them here and show them off to people every time I go out on the field.”

I can’t stand to see it.

Jo Sung-hyun shook his shoulder and clicked his tongue at the sight of the old men who didn’t even know who Yoon Hye-an was now surrounding him as if they were long-time fans, asking for his autograph and shaking his hand. He didn’t even think that Jo Sung-hyun was doing the same thing to Park Yong-hoon’s group just a moment ago.

Lee Hae-seong, who had been silently watching the sudden fan meeting scene from a half step back, turned his gaze over the shoulders of the inspirations to Jo Seong-hyeon.

Jo Seong-hyeon shuddered at those calm and peaceful eyes that showed neither ridicule nor anger.

Those eyes that pretended to be noble alone. It seemed to say that no one could disturb his peace, so Jo Seong-hyeon always disliked Lee Hae-seong’s calmness.

Now, it’s Yoon Hye-an, and in the past, it was Choi Hong-seo. I’m also a guy who enjoys having fun with pretty dolls that I like in terms of their faces and bodies, and even now, I pretend to be clean. The only difference between you and me is whether I was born as the grandson of Chairman Lee Kang-moon or not.

Jo Seong-hyeon, who had been away from the fan meeting like Lee Hae-seong, placed a hand on the shoulders of the excited fans.

“It’s almost time for us to tee off. I think we’ve taken up too much of the Vice President’s time. Mr. President, Mr. Vice Minister, I think we should move on.”

The inspirations had a look of regret, as if the sky was falling.

“Ah… Is it that time already? We were so happy to see you that… I hope we didn’t get too carried away.”

“No. I’m glad you were happy to see me, Hyean. I’ll definitely see you again when I get the chance.”

Haeseong Lee, who put his hand on Hyean Yoon’s shoulder, looked at Seonghyeon Jo and spoke at the end.

“I’m sure we’ll see each other again soon, won’t we, Mr. Cho?”

Jo Sung-hyun clenched his molars as if to say, “Do you understand what I’m saying?” Before he could hear Jo Sung-hyun’s answer, Lee Hae-seong and Yoon Hye-an disappeared toward the clubhouse.

Even while riding in the cart, the inspirations continued to chatter, excited about meeting Hae-seong.

“President Cho, you know. If you had a connection with someone like that, you wouldn’t have told me sooner.”

“It’s because he’s humble. The more you get to know President Cho, the more you realize how humble he is.”

In response to the vice minister’s criticism, CEO Park Yong-hoon came to Cho Sung-hyun’s defense. Now Cho Sung-hyun was no longer just Cho Sung-hyun. He was Cho Sung-hyun who could form a deeper connection with Lee Hae-seong.

Ironically, it was a title that was given directly by Understanding, and if the power of that title was maintained, it would not have been a problem to win this contract.

Jo Seong-hyeon’s hands were trembling as he held onto the cart’s safety bar, and he looked down at the gloves of Park Yong-hoon, who was sitting next to him.

Whether it was because he had lost his memory or because of the concept of losing his memory, the signature Yoon Hye-an left on President Park Yong-hoon’s glove was completely different from what Jo Seong-hyeon remembered.

It is not only the threat of destroying the opponent. Sometimes, the promise to help them climb higher can also be a threat. And Lee Hae-seong was now making both threats to Jo Seong-hyeon.

What the heck is this…

Jo Sung-hyun was so angry that he wanted to take out his clubs from his golf bag and smash the cart. But he wasn’t so stupid that he couldn’t even figure out what position to take.

Jo Seong-hyeon, who clenched his fists so tightly that his fingernails dug into his palms, opened his mouth, which had been tightly shut the whole time.

“Boss, just a moment… If you go ahead and take a turn around hole 1, I’ll catch up with you right away.”

“What are you talking about? Where are you going?”

“I’ll go and ask the vice president if we can have a meal together. If today is not possible, we can make another appointment…”

“Oh, really? Then go and ask the Vice President. We just need to coordinate the date and time with him.”

Jo Seong-hyeon, who had almost jumped out of the cart, ran back the way he had come. He ran up the escalator a few steps at a time and entered the clubhouse lobby, where he looked for Lee Hae-seong, out of breath.

In the pro shop located in the lobby, Lee Hae-seong and Yoon Hye-an were enjoying shopping. Lee Hae-seong was holding the hats on display in both hands and putting one on Yoon Hye-an. A couple of bodyguards were hovering around them, keeping a reasonable distance from them. Even though they were dressed in casual clothes, you could tell they were bodyguards just by their posture and atmosphere.

Before they could even catch their breath, Jo Seong-hyeon strode across the lobby and approached them.

“Oh, that’s a relief. I was worried because I thought the Vice President had already left.”

Hae-seong Lee, who turned to look at the exaggerated voice, had an indifferent expression on his face, as if he had expected someone to chase after him.

“What’s going on? You’re running so fast that I’m out of breath.”

“The elders were here earlier… I couldn’t even talk to you properly because I met you so suddenly. The day we promised to meet is tomorrow, Saturday, but I can’t even wait for that day, so I think the vice president is in a hurry, so that’s why I came running here.”

Jo Seong-hyeon spat out each word as he threw his eyes full of anger. Instead of answering, Lee Hae-seong only had a faint, faint smile on his lips.

“Looking at the gift you sent me, it seems like you met someone, Vice President.”

“Yeah, I met someone.”

“Haha… This is really… Just seeing Vice President Lee Hae-seong’s sad expression once, this is not an easy thing.”

Jo Seong-hyeon, who had his hands on his waist, shook his head. Then, he raised his eyes while still lowering his head and glared at Lee Hae-seong.

“Yeah, I lost. So what the fuck do I do?”

Lee Hae-seong, who had been silently watching Jo Seong-hyeon, let out a short sigh with his mouth shut.

“Vice President, should I crawl between your legs?”

This time, there was no response from Hae-sung Lee. He took off the hat he had put on Hye-an Yoon and handed it to the bodyguard along with the other hat he was holding in his hand, asking for the bill. Only then did he pat Jo Seong-hyeon on the shoulder and pass by with Hye-an Yoon.

“How about crawling between Yoon Hye-an’s legs instead of mine?”

Jo Seong-hyeon looked back with wide eyes. There was no wall or door between the store and the lobby. Jo Seong-hyeon caught up with the two people in front of the store and blocked their path.

“Stop making inappropriate puns and get to the point, Vice President.”

“Why? Can’t you do that?”

“I’d rather take off my clothes and jump off the roof of JS headquarters than crawl on the legs of the cat I was playing with.”

Jo Seong-hyeon, who had been sulking with a smiling face, saw a crack in Lee Hae-seong’s face for the first time. Like a squeaky machine that had missed its oiling time, Lee Hae-seong tilted his head crookedly, and a faint madness that went beyond anger overflowed from his eyes.

“Is that really true?”

“……”

“Won’t you regret saying that later?”