Chapter 133. Let’s Date (3)

Translator: Aura

“My mom is putting a lot of effort into your wedding preparations. She wants to make every detail perfect, from the ceremony to the gifts.”

“I told her that gifts weren’t necessary, but she still insists on it.”

“Hey.”

Lee-Seob frowned deeply,

“It’s a fact that you have a lot of money, but so what? That’s no reason to despise what others want to give you.”

“Hahaha…”

As Joon-Seob burst into laughter, his upper body bent over,

“I never expected to hear that from you. I feel so ashamed I wish I could disappear. Hahaha…”

“Forget it. Don’t think about yourself, think about Yeon Wookyung. She has endured too much, and deserves to receive the best from grandpa and my mom.”

Joon-Seob simply nodded with an unreadable expression.

“Also, my mom said she apologized to Wookyung. I should apologize to her too.”

Lee-Seob spoke as he stared at Joon-Seob’s clasped hands,

“Back then, I was out of my mind. I couldn’t bear to lose the position I had built up. I couldn’t bear the thought of you becoming the heir to the TK Group with Choi Hayoung’s shares transferred to you. I knew you were attracted to Team Leader Yeon Wookyung, so I purposely brought her closer to you. However, I regretted it shortly after. Someone as noble-hearted as Yeon Wookyung didn’t deserve to become a victim. I felt guilty.”

Joon-Seob looked at him steadily. Lee-Seob waved his hand lightly,

“I really saw you as an absolute scumbag back then. I thought you would play with her feelings once she fell in love.”

Joon-Seob let out a chuckle as he listened to Lee-Seob.

“How was I able to hurt a girl younger and more innocent than my immature sister, Soojin? It’s something I think about constantly. Then you went and chose her over the company, leaving everything behind. I began to question what I had done with my life so far, the reasons I had fought for and what I had tried to protect. That’s when I realized the reality. You were right, my behavior was like a teenager with middle-school syndrome.”

Joon-Seob had used the term ‘middle-school syndrome’ to tease Lee-Seob last winter. While those memories came to mind, Joon-Seob turned his head and laughed.

“I behaved rudely towards Miss Yeon Wookyung unintentionally. Please convey my apologies to her.”

“My baby asked me to buy you an outfit. But you have better taste than me, so choose it yourself that matches your style and standards.”

“What?”

“She wants to thank you for getting us together.”

“Ha.”

Lee-Seob laughed in disbelief.

“You helped make our relationship happen. I thank you too.”

“Are you serious?”

“Absolutely.”

Lee-Seob stood up and said,

“Well, I’ll ask our Durell Homme designer, Derrick Chae, to make me a custom suit.”

“Please do it.”

Joon-Seob smiled as he stood up as well.

“But don’t think you can repay what I’ve done for your relationship with just one suit. Even though I caused you to break up at one point, you two wouldn’t have dated, nor would you have gotten back together if it weren’t for me.”

“Yes, that’s right. Director Tae Lee-Seob.”

“Don’t just say it, remember it well. Director Tae Joon-Seob.”

Lee-Seob poked Joon-Seob’s shoulder with his finger.

“I might introduce you to a girl as a way to return the favor.”

“No, thanks.”

At Lee-Seob’s flat refusal, Joon-Seob added as if he had remembered something,

“Oh, I heard from the public relations department that there is already a list of potential brides. After Patrick Faubert’s visit, you should be less busy, so you can go on your blind dates.”