THE CEO'S DISABLED WIFE
PART 40'S

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Ye-jin is accompanied by Mijoo to AND two twin buildings are already seen in front of them. Looks like it's ready to meet the chairman DAN.

The handsome-faced old man had shown himself greeting, then invited the two girls into his office room. His short body is 169cm, has a muscular body of gallant pus. He is still a strong leader to establish the best company in the country Cell to maintain the good name of his homeland.

"I'm sorry, if you haven't seen you lately, Mr. Jwi."

Ye-jin sits on the soft black sofa and receives a cup of tea by Mr. Jwi.

"It's okay, I understand you're busy." Mr. Jwi sat down after pouring three cups of tea.

"I'm really grateful that you've taken the time to discuss your planned business."

Mijoo just sits next to Ye-jin and listens to her.

"When did you start this plan?"

"If Miss Hong has agreed, then I will confirm the planner immediately."

ye-jin's hand pulls a cup of tea and touches her soft lips feeling the warmth of the tea.

"Then, make the best of it. If the way you can help the public interest, I don't mind relying on you."

while returning the tea cup to his mini-plate is located on the table.

The business Yong-suk wants is to build a restaurant building, where people who can't eat or can't buy can stop by.

The restaurant was ready to accept buyers both non-buyers. It can help those who are poor.

"How is the profit?"

That's Mr. Jwi's first question.

"There are two types of consumers, non-buyers and buyers are 50 plus and minus, respectively. Then 50 percent plus is the profit is more than enough of a part."

Imagine if there were 100 customers, 50 buyers and 50 non-buyers. That means restaurant profits get 50 percent plus and that's enough more than that.

Because some are alms.

Ye-jin explains that it was her wish and her husband. They cannot be arrogant with the wealth they have.

Master Jwi thought about it carefully until finally, his head nodded yes and felt it was a good idea.

"I agree."

"Then I beg you to sign it."

Ye-jin takes the approval paper located at the table and observes it well.

He must read carefully so that this deal does not get messed up or there are mistakes. Just one mistake, it could ruin their business.

Then, one of his hands grabbed the black pen on the table and signed it.

"Thank you for coming, you've come all the way here. I hope the business is doing well."

Mr. Jwi reached out to accept the hand office as a form of cooperation. Ye-jin doesn't care about hands that aren't her mahrom.

"Please, Mr. Jwi, I don't want to see anyone's greed or corruption for his own benefit."

Ye-jin's words sound cold, but a little piercing into Jwi's heart let alone Mijoo beside her.

He just kept silent not counting his expression unless his eyes stuttered twinkling.

"So don't underestimate us."

Mr. Jwi is a little embarrassed to see that his hand job is not accepted by Ye-jin who is very cold.

He only smiled bitterly lowering his hand.

"Then, we'll excuse you."

Ye-jin and Mijoo bow their heads as a sign of her goodbye. Mr. Jwi replied to him politely.

He had not expected that facing the ice queen was the hardest thing for him. That means, he has to be very careful about building Ye-jin and Yong-suk's business.

"I thought I was going to disappear." His speech.

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Villa Ju's residence, the unconscious Yong-suk, his eyes slowly twitched and then opened in half. His body felt heavy and his head was still in pain.

Watching around him and a pair of intravenous fluids stuck to his hand, an oxygen cover was also attached to his nose to his mouth.

He caught someone sitting next to him reading a book.

"Ma-roo..."

Yong-suk's voice rang out, Ma-roo's eyes turned their eyes towards his master.

"Mr Ju, how are you? do you still feel your body is heavy?"

Yong-suk doesn't answer first, he gets up and leans back then opens his mouthpiece. Then breath....

Hahhffh

"I'm doing fine. How many days have I been asleep?"

"You could say it's been 3 days."

"Then, where's Ye-jin?"

"Miss Hong is taking care of some things in the company and__"

Suddenly the mood became silent suddenly.

Heh?

Heh?

UHYEH?!!

The two men only realized one thing was wrong in their conversation.

"Suor Ju's voice is back?!!"

Yong-suk's eyes bulged in shock with a quick closing of his mouth. Unexpectedly the lost voice had finally returned after two years had passed.

How could?

"S-su-my voice...return?"

Ma-roo seems eager to tell Ye-jin right away.

"Hold on, I'll surprise you."

Ma-roo was silent for a moment. Heh?

Aunty appeared carrying the towel watching the two handsome men talking.

"Sir Ju is conscious, thank God..."

He is so relieved Yong-suk seems to be fine.

"You know how worried Miss Hong is about you. He even took care of you all night."

"I really messed it up."

Yong-suk ponders for a moment and begins to remember the events of that night. But remembering until it runs out, it drains his brain until it hurts grimacing.

"I have a hard time remembering."

"Don't force yourself."

"That's right what Ma-roo said, Mr. Ju's best-"

Suddenly aunt was silent for a moment. Heh?

"Wait...?! Master Ju spoke..? Master Ju's voice....!!"

Yong-suk chuckles little seeing the aunt's behavior so slow to notice it.

"What's going on? How can....? Were you guys doing rituals all night?"

Ma-roo became pouty, aunty's words were curious. He even thought they were performing rituals.

"What are we shamans?"

Aunt was so excited after hearing the good news. The three can't wait to surprise Ye-jin.

A cell phone rings in Ma-roo's pocket. He grabbed it and then looked, he saw,

"Oh, this is Miss Hong.please slow down your voices."

He picks up Ye-jin's call.

"M-ma-roo..."

Ma-roo's happiness is lost when he hears Ye-jin gasping and limp.

"...please pick me up..in front of the company AND."

the call ends, Yong-suk and Bibi are curious about Ma-roo's expression which suddenly disappears.

"What's wrong?"

Ma-roo finds it hard to express himself as if worried about Ye-jin not recovering completely.

"Why don't you know, Miss Hong's voice sounded weak."

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This is before Ma-roo receives a call from Ye-jin. When the small deal is finished with Mr. Jwi, Ye-jin and Mijoo part at the front.

Mijoo feels guilty if he doesn't drive her.

Ye-jin's lips smiled gently and peacefully replied, "Don't worry, I'm looking for a taxi to get away."

"All right, then I'm leaving."

"Nn, be careful." Ye-jin nods while waving her palm.

Though he knows, Mijoo is his high school friend who once bullied him. He was so noble-hearted as not to attach importance to it, just not wanting his heart to be swarmed by its hatred.

Until then, Mijoo did not notice it either.

Mijoo's stylish red car is gone, Ye-jin's face beaming looking eager to go to the library.

He needs to dig into the economy especially dealing in terms of business.

Suddenly someone in a black jacket breaks through Ye-jin's hit, she is so shocked.

But the man was still silent in front of him. Ye-jin begins to feel her body stiff and trembling.

The tremors that pierced into his body.

Aagh! He bit his lips grimacing painfully.

It turned out that his right stomach had been pierced by a knife, an unfamiliar shape.

His pale face raised looking at the person in black jacket almost covered his entire face with his black mask.

Ye-jin recognizes that gaze very well, a gaze that carves grudges and anger.

"S-se-sewon!?"

One of Sewon's hands still clings to the knife's grasp stabbing deep into Ye-jin's stomach.

"What's wrong? Does Miss Hong feel pain like my master?"

Sounding annoyed with anger, he pressed the knife into him.

Ggh! Ye-jin tries to incubate the pain-resistant, cold gaze leading to Sewon.

"Your master deserves it!" Her bluff.

Sewon instantly takes off his knife covered in blood, ye-jin can guess this guy is smiling wickedly and is satisfied to see him stiff and trembling.

"But.nona Hong must also feel it." Said.

Leaving Ye-jin overwhelmed, Sewon is satisfied to see a face filled with pale pain.

Aaghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,

Ye-jin's stomach is spilled with blood. He immediately looked for his phone in his black suit pocket.

"M-ma-roo..." He tried to catch his breath well.

"T-to-long pick me up.in front of the company AND."

His voice still sounded weak, as soon as he closed his call. Ye-jin searches for a toilet to clean her bloodied clothes.

He couldn't show himself stabbed.

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