“Yesterday, I heard something quite unusual.” Jeong Lee-jun, the second grandson of Chairman Jeong of Baekya Food, the 16th-generation descendant of the Seorae family. And Kim Si-yeon, who had spent 25 years as the fiancée of Jeong Gwi-hyun, Chairman Jeong’s eldest grandson. “Although I occasionally inherited useful things like clothes or items my brother used when I was young, inheriting the woman my brother had been with all along is just too much.” He knew exactly where to prod to make Si-yeon feel uncomfortable, and he was making full use of that knowledge. “So, you just need to come to terms with the fact that you can’t marry the man you’ve always thought of as a younger brother, and take him as your husband for a lifetime.” He picked up his coffee cup with a relaxed demeanor. “…I understand what you mean.” “I’m glad you understand.” “You’re basically telling me how could a woman who had always been with the older brother end up marrying the younger brother instead.” His gaze, which had been fixed on the coffee cup, slowly lifted. “Exactly.” It was a neatly delivered response.