Lee Seob’s Love

Chapter 59. Changes (7)

Translator: Aura

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“I don’t know if it’s fair, but right now I don’t want you to kiss me.”

Lee-Seob showed a smile, with one side of his lips raised sharply,

“What if I do it anyway?”

Minkyung smiled with a composed expression,

“Then I couldn’t come here to work. It would be uncomfortable. How would we work together?”

*Gulp*

Lee-Seob made a small noise. His Adam’s apple moved significantly. He released Minkyung, rubbed his face with his hands, and then complained.

“Kang Minkyung, you said you were weak to me. Is this the attitude of a weak person? All that’s left is for you to ask me to kiss the wall.”

Minkyung pressed her lips together in an attempt to hold back her laughter.

“That night, and the other night, you took it well! How can someone be so inconsistent, huh?”

“We weren’t in the company. Also, I don’t know what got into me.”

Lee-Seob spoke in a dejected voice, like a fox with its tail drooping.

“Kang Minkyung. Can’t you continue to be blinded by your love for me a little longer?”

‘What about that seduction skill? I may have really taken away his best weapons.’

Minkyung couldn’t bear it and laughed.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Even if you don’t say that stuff, Mr. Representative is the best.”

Minkyung gave her two thumbs up.

It was he who clearly had the expression of someone blinded by love right now.

‘I don’t know why he’s hooked on me, but he’ll get over it soon. As soon as that happens, he will do his best to completely erase this shameful history.’

She repeated to herself with some unhappiness.

Minkyung raised her thumbs up even harder.

“You have the body of a model and the face of a fairy-tale prince, Mr. Representative.”

“That’s enough, stop it.”

Lee-Seob felt like she was teasing him, so he quickly turned around. As she stared at his perfect back, Minkyung could have sworn to the heavens that there wasn’t a shred of a lie in what she had just said.

Lee-Seob strode forward, picked up the jacket he had left on the sofa, and put it on as he walked to the desk.

He sat down at the desk, ran his hands down his jacket and said,

“It fits the body well and the material is not bad.”

“The quality is top notch. As I mentioned before.”

“But it doesn’t have a theme. It has no identity. So it doesn’t stimulate the imagination. As a result, it’s less attractive.”

“When Mr. Representative wears it, it has a theme, it has an identity. So it stimulates the imagination. As a result, it’s more attractive.”

Lee-Seob stared at her with his mouth wide open, stunned. However, he then smiled broadly,

“Is that so? Are you sure you want to continue teasing me?”

Minkyung ignored those words, picked up the cup on the desk, and added,

“Drink the herbal tea.”

This time, Lee-Seob drank the herbal medicine in one gulp, without a word of complaint. Minkyung looked at his sunken cheeks, his pursed lips, and his brow furrowed at the unpleasant taste, and unconsciously bit her lower lip.

“…Why?”

Lee-Seob asked, pulling Minkyung’s hand. In an instant, the candy she held at her fingertips reached his lips. The tips of her thumb and index finger entered his mouth together.

“Ah.”

When Minkyung tried to withdraw her fingers, he pressed his lips against them and mischievously ran the tip of his tongue over them.

‘Ugh.’

Minkyung shrugged to keep from moaning. He sucked on her fingers like they were a lollipop and let them go.

He stared at Minkyung, as he twirled the candy around inside his mouth. This time, Minkyung discreetly bit her lower lip. Lee-Seob spoke in a voice that had become sticky because of the candy.

“Tomorrow is the weekend, isn’t it?”

‘No, I can’t fall into the temptation of this fox.’

Minkyung put her thoughts in order.

“I have already updated your weekend schedule. It’s a bit tight because there are additional fashion-related meetings. I also arranged a brief meeting with the designer you want to hire.”

“Okay. What about Senior Manager Kang’s schedule?”

“I’m going home.”

“Home?”

“The house in Gongju.”

Lee-Seob was thoughtful for a moment.

‘… Gongju-si.’

He seemed puzzled, as if it was the first time he had heard Gongju-si.

Minkyung began to tidy up his desk. Suddenly, Lee-Seob squeezed the cup in her hand to interrupt her and said,

“Why are you going home out of the blue?”

“I just want to leave.”

Lee-Seob stared at Minkyung silently as if trying to read her mind. Then, he took a deep breath and stated,

“I will respect your terms, so don’t say anything about quitting again.”

“Yes, Mr. Representative.”

Minkyung flashed her familiar smile, picked up the tray and walked out.