Attorney Kang Tae-hoon

Chapter 164

Attorney Kang Tae-hoon Episode 164

Three days have passed since then.

Han Seong-ho returned to his daily life. He lived like usual Han Seong-ho.

Yoo Yeon-jung did not even speak with her mother and father for three days.

She just did what she had been doing as usual.

School, academy, reading room.

Professor Yoo was still angry.

Her daughter was against her. As a father, it was natural to have expectations and wishes for his daughter to do well.

He has the same desire for his daughter to live superior to others, just as he did.

Isn’t everyone else’s parents the same? to study

Of course, Professor Yoo, who does not know how severe the pressure that comes from that, may have been the thought he had. Because Professor Yoo had been educated that way by his parents.

His case may have been slightly different from Han Seong-ho. Han Seong-ho had a lonely time. He was often alone in an empty house, and he knew the value of his family, and as he watched his son and wife grow colder and colder, he gave me a lot to think about.

However, Professor Yu was not alone. He wasn’t even lonely. Maybe that’s why he doesn’t understand any more.

Professor Yoo, who left work a little early today, only nodded to the maid who greeted him.

“I’ll just go in.”

“Thank you.”

The housekeeper greeted him as he came out, changing his clothes in comfortable clothes. Then, suddenly, something flashed in my mind.

“Wait.”

Professor Yoo, who followed her to her front door, hesitated for a moment. The housekeeper had a puzzled face. The two were almost the same age, and the housekeeper was a woman who had worked there for over five years.

“Tae-ho’s mother, what does our daughter look like?”

“which… … ?”

She couldn’t help but wonder. Because she doesn’t know what happened a few days ago.

Professor Yu gently stroked the back of his head.

“My daughter spoke to me for the first time a few days ago saying it was difficult because she only studied.”

At that, she smiled a little.

“Of course it is difficult.”

“Yes?”

Professor Yoo inquired at her answer without hesitation. His own house was obviously more affluent than any other. nothing was lacking. In a world full of people who really want to study but can’t, Professor Yoo had an incomprehensible face to say that studying is difficult.

“You are still young. I couldn’t tell you because I was afraid I went off topic. Sometimes Yeonjeong is like that. it’s hard to study If it’s too much, you’re going to keep complaining to me all the time.”

Although she smiled embarrassedly, she wanted to tell the truth today.

“I love coming to this house. Professor Yoo and his wife are good people. But, it’s sad to see Yeonjeong. What about today’s teenage children? It’s a time when we get angry, we go out to play, we go to PC rooms, we go to karaoke, and we steal pocket money with lies. Has Yeonjeong ever been like that?”

“Well… … .”

Professor Yu let out a low moan.

I never did. He never went to play by making false textbook fees that he didn’t have, that he went to karaoke, and he never heard of anything else he did.

My only question is, are you studying well these days?

Then Yeonjung’s answer is ‘Yes.’

And the more certain answer that came back was a good report card to prove it.

1st place in the whole school.

“It will be difficult. I hope you understand Yeonjung. Taeho also rebels for a long time and sometimes meets bad friends. But. These words are so… … ”

She was very hesitant.

Professor Yoo gave a shallow cough.

“You can tell me.”

“My Taeho looks happier than Yeonjeong.””Is that so… … ?”

I can see why she hesitated. Tae-ho’s mother, the housekeeper. Her house was not in good shape. Her husband was ill, and her income was the only source of income.

Still, she says, Tae-ho looks happier.

Although she was a third person. Professor Yoo felt a bit queasy.

She saluted her and went out.

Professor Yoo poured the whiskey into a glass of ice.

👌👌👌👌👌

A liquid that penetrates through the ice. Shaking the glass a few times, he shoved it over the back of his neck.

To say that his daughter is not happy… … . Of course, going in the future, he might be able to thank himself.

But now she says she’s not happy.

He picked up a whiskey glass and got up.

Is she really right? She doesn’t seem to know what she likes or even stole a diary from her daughter’s room.

She enters her daughter’s room for the first time and scans her desk.

Most of it was study related. There were things related to medicine, things I learned at school, and things like studying for certifications.

His hand reached the bottom of the drawer.

When I opened it, there was a heavy notebook and a diary.

I opened the notebook first.

As he opened the notebook, his eyes suddenly became sympathetic.

My daughter draws so well.

There were beautiful pictures.

Flowers, the sky, and sometimes the sunset were beautifully drawn there. It wasn’t just a children’s joke. The daughter seemed to have great talent.

Let’s go through the pictures one by one.

There was also a picture that a child drew by comparing it to a family photo.

In the picture, Yeonjung’s smiling face looked somewhat sad. He seems to be caught up in the façade of being a family. It’s like a laugh made out of a smile that makes you really happy with your family.

I opened the diary.

Hard.

I don’t like to study

I want to go see cherry blossoms with my parents.

Karaoke room, PC room, who confessed today, who gave him what today… … These are all such stories.

Why is it that he doesn’t even know anything about this child?

The anger subsided, and a sense of regret and regret overtook.

The words that stood out to me the most.

Shall I tell Dad I want to quit? Will you be angry?

Yes, he was really mad at his daughter, and she didn’t understand it.

But now I understand somewhat.

He threw all the whiskey left in the glass behind his neck. Then he leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, and fell into thought.

When he opened his eyes, his wife was there, and Yeonjeong did not come in until 1 am.

“Let’s talk.”

The alliance stopped.

Her wife was looking at Professor Yu Won-seok with a puzzled expression.

Yeonjung sat on the sofa.

“Stop going to a Chinese language academy and look for an art academy.”

“Are you an art school?”

“Talent is not meant to rot.”

At that one word, Yeonjung’s eyes widened. She goes to art school. A small smile hung on Professor Yu’s face as he said that, which he had never seen before.

her wife objected.

“Suddenly, an art academy? There’s nothing to write about later… … .”

“You have to let him do what he wants to do. You didn’t tell me to stop studying right away, did you?”

“It doesn’t sound like you. Now is the most important time.”

“Yeonjeong, do you want to go in?”

Yeonjung raised her body. A smile crept across her lips as she turned and walked to her room.

She only took one step like this. But it was so happy and grateful.

It will change now. She will make herself change.

Of course she doesn’t know if she will be able to make art or if she will become a doctor. Still, her father finally began to understand her. He began to realize how difficult he was.

I was happy just that.

“Now, next year is the entrance exam.”

“you. When we find out how much talent our Yeonjung has in art, those words won’t come out.”

Outside, you can hear an exciting couple fighting.

A smile bloomed on Yeonjung’s face as she sat on her desk.

* * *

A daily routine that repeats itself again and again.

Han Seong-ho woke up as usual. There was a text message on the phone.

-Han Seong-ho, happy birthday… … .

That was the beginning of the phrase. He saw that. Oh, I thought today was my birthday.

But he didn’t mind it and drove to the emergency law firm after washing and dressing as usual. Then he arrived in front of the company building, stopped the car, and stood in front of the smoking area to burn a cigarette. As he was about to take a cigarette out of his arms, someone walked out of the office.

Lee Baek-ho was a lawyer.

There was still an invisible wall between them.

Lee Baek-ho also lit a cigarette and inhaled the smoke deeply.

“Whoa.”

They both smoked cigarettes without saying a word.

It was when Han Seong-ho just rubbed a cigarette in the ashtray and was about to enter.

Lee Baek-ho looked up and looked up the thermos he was holding in his hand.

“Attorney Han Seong-ho. This one.”

“What is this?”

Baekho Lee hesitated. He scratched the back of his head and said without making eye contact with him.

“Isn’t it your birthday today? Well, since my brother-in-law and my kids are in America, I don’t think anyone will take care of them. In the morning, my wife made seaweed soup, so I brought some.”

Han Seong-ho looked at the water bottle. When was the last time I ate seaweed soup that someone warmed up on my birthday? I don’t even remember

“The arm falls.”

“Let’s eat well.”

Han Seong-ho smiled a little and received it.

At that time, other lawyers were also entering the office one by one.

Tae-hoon said while sitting next to Han Seong-ho.

“You came early today.”

Han Seong-ho just nodded his head without saying a word.

Then something popped up on his desk. It was the same one I had just received from Baek-ho Lee.

Thermos.

“Is it your birthday today? I got it because of a cell phone notification. I don’t know the taste of it because it’s boiled in a hurry, but I’m sure it’ll be edible.”

Han Seong-ho’s face almost brought a smile to his face.he took it steadfastly.

“Eat well.”

Next, Lee Beom-hyun sneaked up to Han Seong-ho, a lawyer. What he brought out was not a thermos. It was instant seaweed soup. Seaweed soup that can be eaten immediately by pouring water.

“Is it your birthday today? As the CEO, I can only take care of these things in the morning… … . This is a steamed dinner tonight.”

“Thank you from my heart.”

How about instant noodles, or how about?

In that way, things containing seaweed soup were continuously placed in front of Seong-ho Han.

Both interns.

Newcomer Lee Dae-geon.

Everyone handed the seaweed soup to Han Seong-ho without anyone else’s knowledge.

Han Seong-ho laughed at the seaweed soup piled up under his desk.

Someone cooks seaweed soup for themselves like this. This kind of consideration had never been received by a Korean law firm.

No, instead, Kang Tae-san allowed him to take a day off on his birthday, and juniors who respected him would offer expensive wild ginseng or red ginseng extract to show off.

However, this emergency law firm secretly brings seaweed soup made with such care.

The more he thought about Han Seong-ho, the more he laughed.

Should I say that he feels that sincerity is more valuable than material things? Seaweed soup was not really difficult to cook.

But it’s these little things that make you think you’re not alone. He feels here something he has never felt at a Korean law firm.

Then the cell phone rang.

he was a son It was his father’s birthday, so he seemed to have called.

“okay.”

-Father, it’s your birthday, so I called. congratulations. This time I sent you a gift home.

“Thank you.”

His son Seok-tae said he would send one for each birthday. Fountain pens, wallets, such birthday gifts.

Han Seong-ho remembered what Yeon-jeong had said a while ago.

Those words linger on your lips.

“Son.”

-Yes?

“love.”

-… … .

Over the phone, his son Seok-tae was silent for a moment. He seemed to be taken aback by that unexpected word, and then he spoke in a slightly excited tone.

-father. Shall I go there next week?

“Study?”

-I’m going to see my father, but what if I don’t study for a few days?

“If that’s the case, I would. report… … I also want to.”

– I’ll see you then. Indeed, father. I love you too. My father is the most respectable and coolest person I know.

“Thank you.”

– Yes, come in. father. Happy birthday!

When the call ended, Han Seong-ho looked down at his cell phone. Such an easy word. At those words, his son Seok-tae seemed to be genuinely happy.

He was the same with himself. I was happy.

what is it He feels he is changing.

I don’t know what will change.

He raised his head and looked around him.

I saw people from the emergency law firm who started their work by receiving clients enthusiastically. Under the desk were seaweed soups that my colleagues had carefully cooked.

He didn’t seem to regret being with them for the rest of his life. They smell really nice, human.