CH 4

Junkyung realized later that something was strange. Hyun-seung Min readily offered a lunch box prepared by the wife of the president of a large conglomerate. Is he doing it on purpose? A trap? Junkyung held up chopsticks and looked into the eyes of his opponent.

Whether Junkyung was in trouble or not, Hyun-seung Min suggested food again with his eyes. It was a situation where he had to eat first. In an instant, a plausible reason flashed in his mind. Gyu-Jin, the employer, is Hyun-seung Min's stepmother. Moreover, Chairman Chang-heon Min was famous for loving his third son as much as his eldest son. There is virtually no difference in ranks between the second and the third sons. Nevertheless, the second son emerged as the successor because the third son Hyun-woo Min was still too young.

If you watch the news with a little interest, it can be seen that Hyun-seung min position as a Taewon's new successor is not completely consolidated. Come to think of it, the mother's instruction to see his stepson without much concern for her own son was also strange.

Is the food poisonous?

It was like drama, but the reality seem to be like more of a drama? Junkyung looked directly at Hyun-seung Min without realizing it. The faint smile earlier disappeared without a trace, and an inhuman expression was in place.

Also, Jun-kyung, a member of Gyu-jin's side, has to prove that he didn't take part in the food by eating it.

Junkyung held the chopsticks straight. He doesn't have much social experience but not very little either. In his judgment, Gyu-Jin was not the type to poison food in a fatal way.

What if the poison was added? He's only payng the price of his stupidity then for not understanding his employer properly.

"Then I will eat first." Junkyung picked up the most convenient cabbage roll. He politely shoved it into his mouth at once. Moderately boiled cabbage was still crispy. The inside was filled with heavily seasoned beef filling and the gravy delighted the tongue with every bite. There was no strange taste except that it was delicious. For a moment, he felt sorry that he doubted his employer.

He chewed silently and looked at Hyun-seung Min with his side eyes. The opponent's chopsticks also went to the cabbage roll first.

After that, Junkyung ate only one piece of each side dish. Hyun-seung Min followed after him. Even as he ate, he had an expressionless face, like a person chewing rubber. Such a person felt strange to Junkyung since he wants to eat another cabbage roll because it's so delicious.

The food ran out quickly when the young bodyguard who was often mistaken for an alpha and a strong alpha who gave the impression of a different species diligently ate it together. While repacking the empty boxes, the secretary served a moderately cooled barley tea as if waiting. After drinking happily, Junkyung got up from his seat.

"Then, I will go now."

"Tell mother that it was delicious."

"All right." He said goodbye and left the office. As soon as he got into the driver's seat, Junkyung put the empty containers on the passenger seat, pulled down the tie a little, and unbuttoned the first button of the shirt.

A long sigh escaped. He took the elite course at high school, was considered one of the best in Judo, and competed in numerous competitions. This was as difficult as when he met a strong opponent at a final tournament. Even a professional bodyguard who had been trained physically and mentally was like that. He can't imagine what it was like for an ordinary office worker.

Junkyung shook his head. The only person who can be compared to such a person, wouldn't it be the president? According to his seniors, the president has an overwhelming aura that is qualitatively different from others. But he can't be sure as he's never personally escorted the president up close. 

The president wouldn't be as creepy as that. 

Talking to himself, Junkyung pressed the start button on the car. The heavy and mellow engine sound of high-end foreign sedan was similar to Hyun-seung Min's voice. Ignoring the creeping feeling, Jun-Kyung went straight to the house. 

The wife who received the empty box directly looked as if she was not expecting it. 

"Executive Director Min told me to tell madam that it was delicious."

"Really?" The mother's complexion brightened. Unlike other middle-age female VIPs who seem to exude energy, Gyu-Jin Jung was a beautiful woman with a mild impression. 

"This is the first time Executive Director Min emptied my food so neatly. I guess he liked it."

"Yes, he ate very well." There was no need to tell the story of having him taste it first because the food might have been poisoned. 

"Good work." The wife, who smiled, handed the box to the kitchen staff and asked abruptly. "But what about you? If you haven't eaten yet, go to the kitchen. I made ribs today. Ajumma, please bring some rice for Jun-KYung."

"Yes, madam."

"No, you don't have to". Junkyung hurriedly stopped the kitchen staff. He didn't eat enough but felt bloated due to his nervousness. The madam inquired, "Why? Did you eat on the way?"

He didn't expect to be ask that question. The assistant's basic job was to return immediately after running an errand to report. It was difficult to say that he stopped by somewhere and ate. Plus, it would be a lie also. 

"That is....I, the executive director, suggested that we eat together....This is the food that's prepared by madam for the director.....sorry, he asked four times and I couldn't refuse." Junkyung explained in an apologetic manner. 

The mother's expression changed drastically. Junkyung hurriedly added fearing that he might be mistaken as eating all of it "I ate only a little. Most of it was eaten by the Managing Director."

"I see. You two ate together, didn't you? How did it happen?" In an instant, the mother looked at Jun-kyung carefully from head to toe. She tilted her head slightly and after that, there was also a strange smile. "You don't know how many years it took."

"Yes?"

"The Executive Director Min, I've sent lunch boxes several times up to this point, but nothing like this has ever happened".

It was difficult to tell whether this was a good or a bad thing. 

The mother smiled gracefully. "It is hard to digest when you eat with Executive Director Min. Ajumma, please bring some digestive medicine for Junkyung. They are from a good oriental clinic."

Even if there is no blood relationship, is it because they are mother and son? It was as though she saw through her son accurately. After the kitchen staff went to look for a medicine, the mother opened her mouth, "There is nothing special to do, so go early and rest."

"Thank you." After a while, Junkyung left work immediately after eating the herbal digestive medicine and drinks provided by the kitchen staff.