Attorney Kang Tae-hoon

Chapter 162

Attorney Kang Tae-hoon Episode 162

It was lunch time.

The lawyers were each eating at a Chinese restaurant, such as jjajangmyeon, fried rice, and jjamppong.

Tae-hoon, who was eating Jjajangmyeon, was looking at Han Seong-ho with an undesirable gaze.

He actually wanted to avoid friction as much as possible. But, flexible. The child’s face kept flashing before my eyes.

“If you have something to say, do it.”

Han Seong-ho said as if conscious of his gaze.

Taehoon put wooden chopsticks between the noodles and placed the bowl on the table.

“Did you really have to say that?”

“From a practical point of view, that is the answer. That’s right. That’s the student’s duty, and it’s a sign of gratitude for the parents.”

“But that doesn’t mean you’re not happy with yourself.”

“Instead, if you grow up, you will feel euphoric or superior when you look around at what your friends of the same age are doing later.”

“Like lawyer Han Seong-ho?”

Han Seong-ho, who was silently burying his head in the jajangmyeon, and continuing to speak, also put the bowl on the table.

“Are you happy?”

Han Seong-ho did not answer that question. He thought as he adjusted his horn-rimmed glasses.

not happy

being superior to others. To drive a good car, to live in a house over 50 pyeong. Still not happy

What do you do when you drive a good car? I don’t have anyone to ride next to me. What do you do with a house over 50 sqm? I can only hear the sound of the TV.

“Apologize if I am offended.”

Han Seong-ho got up. Baek-ho Lee and Beom-hyun Lee knew roughly what the situation was. Still, if it had been Han Seong-ho, he would have continued his words more logically and would never have lost to Tae-hoon.

Han Seong-ho went outside, took out a cigarette, lit it, and inhaled the smoke deeply.

He, too, still had the appearance of a child named Yoo Yeon-jeong.

He’s just like he was when he was a kid.

He was like his son and he wanted to comfort him.

Does he know what one of the stupidest things a man is?

What he said was different from what he was saying.

This time Han Seong-ho did just that.

“Whoa… … .”

Cigarette smoke billowed out thinly into the air.

* * *

He lied about going to the hospital and went to school late. And a shallow sigh came out of Yoo Yeon-jung’s mouth, waiting at the bus stop to go to the academy.

The other children were laughing and talking about what to eat at the convenience store or what to do when they get home.

he is a school.

Reading Room.

Another pouring of anticipation for himself.

The burden of satisfying that gaze.

‘Will Yeonjeong be able to stay in Seoul National University School of Medicine enough?’

‘Yeonjeong as well! You have a pretty face, and you study well. Are you the best?’

‘You don’t let us down, Yeonjeong-ah.’

Sometimes I think like that.

He seems to live for others.

They seem to live to meet the expectations of others. 1st in school? That’s a great thing. But he’s not really happy with himself.

The union was depressed.

every day is hard It was difficult to endure drowsiness and study until dawn, and it was difficult to open a book right after going to the bathroom during a break.I want to be comfortable

Would you rather die?

Then your parents will understand.

We’ve suppressed Yeonjung too much.

The media will say that a high school girl who was competing for first place even in a mock exam across the country committed suicide because she could not overcome the pressure, right?

But if you think about it, there is no difference between living and dying.

If it’s not fun.

she closed her eyes

she was tired She really wanted to rest. On weekends, I wanted to go to sleep like everyone else. Her eyes were closed, but she felt a bright light in front of her.

Oh, will I really die?

She had an urge she didn’t know she had.

took one step forward.

And I took two steps.

Eventually she put her feet on her road.

It feels like the light is getting closer.

Paa!

loud noise!

But she took a deep breath and didn’t move. It was rather comfortable. something like this

At that moment, someone grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back.

“What are you doing?”

low-pitched voice. I wanted to be angry. When she looked up, what she saw was her breasts. Someone was holding him tight.

She lifted her head to check her face. Her chin was visible, and her horn-rimmed glasses were visible. It was hard to tell exactly when looking from the bottom up.

“Hey! Aren’t you going to keep your eyes open!?”

She took a step back.

Behind her, the owner of the car who had just turned on her light was swearing at her.

Yeonjeong could only see his face when she stepped back.

That was the first thought that came to mind at the moment. The role of Harry, played by an actor named Colin Firth in the movie Kingsman, which he had been seeing in theaters for the first time in a few years by convincing his parents really hard some time ago. He looked just like a middle-aged person.

He matched a neat suit very well, and he was an impressive person with sharp eyes and a stout physique.

and a familiar person.

He was lawyer Han Seong-ho.

“What are you doing?”

Han Seong-ho felt very frustrated today. Yoo Yeon-jung’s face was not forgotten. But while driving her car, I found her at her bus stop, lost in her deep thoughts.

He parked her car on her shoulder and stood around her.

He had no intention of saying or doing anything. He had no intention of apologizing for what he had done before. Just looking at the child’s drooping shoulders made the frustration even worse, so he was behind her back.

Then she took two steps onto the road. And the moment he knew what she was thinking, Han Seong-ho was startled.

He was dumber than he thought. The psychological burden she was experiencing was much greater than she had thought.

Come to think of it, when she was studying like crazy when she was still in school, there was a time when she thought that it would make no difference whether she lived or died.

That is why he lives to become the best unlike others. There were certainly times when she felt that living for someone else’s dream, not her own, felt really dry.

“What does it matter to you?”

she said bluntly.

Han Seong-ho was looking down at her with her expressionless face.

“Go your way. What does it matter to me?”

It doesn’t matter. Still, I didn’t want to go this way.

“Do you think you are the hardest in the world? When you die, it’s over. I’d rather be comfortable Don’t you think someone will recognize my death?”

“What nonsense are you talking about? Are you saying I was going to die?”

She removed her shichimi and folded her arms as before. It was like her habit when she was excited.

“Don’t try to hide it. I know that feeling.”

“What the hell do you know? The person who said something like that earlier!”

Yeonjung thought he would never know his feelings. If he had, he wouldn’t have spoken so coldly as before.

However, Han Seong-ho laughed.

“I know.”

He took one step closer to her.

That’s not like the usual Han Seong-ho.

Her body felt that way. Head too, why are you like this today? seems to be asking that

But putting her hand on her head, he smiled awkwardly.

“Because I was, and now my son is like you.”

He messed up her hair.

Yoo Yeon-jung opened her eyes wide.

She knows Han Seong-ho herself. Ace attorney at Daehan Law Firm. Of course, he is now in an emergency law firm, but the exact reason is unknown.

Still, I know it’s the best in the lawyer industry.

His father was an acquaintance, and when his father signed a contract with a Korean law firm, Han Seong-ho was in charge of him.

My father sometimes said, ‘As expected, lawyer Han Seong-ho is reliable. Isn’t he the best lawyer in the country!’, and he himself wondered who his father trusted so much and searched for it.

He is really said to be the best lawyer in the country.

Did he really live like that when he was in school, going to the arcade after school, swearing, smoking, and drinking?

No, he must have just studied.

As he said.

He lived a life similar to his own. That’s why she stopped. She looked at him for a moment.

His eyes were very similar to his own. lonely eyes. He seemed to be fighting loneliness.

The bus she was waiting for came.

“I am going to school now.”

She turned her body.

“For a day or so, without being oppressed… … Do you really want to play?”

It was Han Seong-ho’s words to her who was just about to get on her bus. Han Seong-ho smiled a little.

“I want to take everything off like crazy today. At this age, I know it’s ugly. Yes, I want to see you.”

He smiled a little. That little smile was very awkward for him.

“Student, don’t you ride?”

She didn’t answer.

The bus closed and left.

Han Seong-ho chuckled.

She followed him behind him as if possessed by something.

The two walked silently down that crowded street. Even though it’s late at night, people who are drunk, people who want to get drunk in their youth, and students in school uniforms with their friends… … .

There were various people.

This is the first time I’ve ever walked anywhere other than an academy like this.

If someone sees them, they will think of them as husband and wife.

If you think about it badly, how much is the aid exchange?

Han Seong-ho was different today than usual.

Is it because he has met someone with whom he has empathy?

However, the age difference between this child and himself was too large to form a consensus.

“Where do you want to go?”

“Nothing… … .”

Her voice was very muted. It was good for her to just walk without going to the academy like this. It was nice not to go to the reading room and look through the boring books.It was my first experience like this.

I didn’t go to the academy without my parents knowing, and I didn’t even go to the reading room.

Soon after, a call came from the academy, but she removed the battery.

Then, something caught her eye.

‘The ultimate god! It was a shop with a sign that reads “Tteokbokki!”

You can adjust the spiciness up to 4 levels, and if you eat all 4 levels, it is free!

I’ve always wanted to try it with my friends. No, it was a place I wanted to visit with my parents sometimes.

She slowly raised her hand and pointed to it, and Han Seong-ho entered there with her.

“How many steps should I take?”

Han Seong-ho looked at her. She said it was her 4th step and raised her four fingers.

“Are you okay?”

“Fine.”

Han Seong-ho said indifferently. She likes to eat one spicy thing herself.

Soon after, she revealed a red-hot tteokbokki with a strong pungent smell.

“It’s free if you eat it in 30 minutes. If you can’t eat it, it’s 10,000 won.”

The employee disappeared.

“It’s me who eats things like this.”

“Me too.”

“okay?”

“Yes.”

“Then let’s try it.”

Neither of them gave up their pride.

And after 10 minutes.

Sweat dripped from their foreheads, and her face was red. It was before both of them ate five pieces.

“haha… … .”

Yeonjung fanned her mouth with her hands.

Han Seong-ho said while drinking cold water.

“Are you eating spicy food?”

“Isn’t that the same as your uncle?”

Even in Han Seong-ho’s mouth, he said, ‘Seoup. Ha ha." The voice kept coming out. I felt like I was going to die right away, my head was pounding and my ears were aching.

So, eating one more piece, the two of them grabbed the water bottle at the same time.

“You don’t know how to respect adults?”

“Originally, adults take care of children first, don’t they?”

There was a battle between the two of them. And soon after seeing each other like that, they started laughing as they left the store.

“Kukkuk.”

“Ho ho ho ho!”

Han Seong-ho was the first. It’s been a few years since I’ve had a rant like this, or maybe 10 years have passed. He had never laughed so much.

“Ahaha!”

The two of them laughed for a while.

“Oh, it’s not worth it. I just ate a little more.”

There were only a few pieces left, and I felt like I couldn’t eat any more.

Han Sung-ho laughed.