The President Is A Crybaby

Chapter 24: Let's pinky promise

Jiyeon's foot didn't hurt that much anymore. She was concerned thinking that this person was still drunk so she decided to send Hyunjung home first.

She escorted this person up the elevator, and until she saw her stand in front of the security door and unlock it. Jiyeon finally feel relieved.

She turned around and waved goodbye ready to leave but before she could take more than a few steps, she suddenly felt the corners of her clothes being tugged.

Upon turning around, she saw that person standing by the door, blinking her eyes that were reddened from crying as she asked, "You're not staying?"

She's starting to cling onto her again!

But no more . . .

She shook her head, about to refuse.

But after learning the lesson from last time, she was afraid that Hyunjung would misunderstand her words, so she changed what she originally wanted to say and found the gentlest way to refuse.

"I won't be staying," she said, her lips raised into a sincere smile, "There's something I still have to do at home, and I really can't get out of it."

She even added, "President Kim, have a good rest. I'll see you tomorrow."

She had never spoken this gently in all her years of living.

Hyunjung did not misunderstand this time and rather nodded obediently.

But her hand was still holding onto the corner of her clothes with no intention of letting go at all.

They stared at each other for a while, and after a moment, she had to ask, "Is there anything else, President Kim?"

She didn't receive any response. Hyunjung seemed to be thinking of something and suddenly fell silent.

Jiyeon didn't feel anxious and continued to look at her patiently.

She waited and finally, she heard her speak.

Her expression still held embarrassment, and her voice was much smaller than usual, not fierce at all. Instead, she asked her very lightly, "Then when tomorrow comes, will we still be friends?"

Why did she suddenly ask this?

She was stunned when she heard her words and took a while to come back to her senses. She then hurriedly nodded as she promised her, "Of course, we will."

"President Kim, rest assured, I won't go back on my words."

Her tone sounded firm as she tried to assure her. Hyunjung nodded again and softly said "Okay".

Now she could leave, right?

Before she could make a move, she saw this person slowly walk up.

She moved closer, then even closer, and afterward, raised her hand and suddenly hugged her gently.

She always had a nice smell on her body.

It was probably a light floral fragrance. She couldn't tell the type or the brand of perfume, but it smelled very pleasant.

Normally, she could smell it if she got even just a little close to her. But now that there was so little distance between the two, the fragrance directly surged up, flowing into her nose.

It smelled so nice that Jiyeon even froze for a few seconds.

Before she could return to her senses, she suddenly heard this crybaby, who was hugging her, open her mouth lightly again.

She didn't sound tearful this time but rather happy.

She also raised her hand, patting Jiyeon on the back twice, as though comforting her or even, perhaps, herself.

"Then it's a promise," she said, earnestly and attentively, as if she was chanting a spell, "We're still friends tomorrow."

How childish.

But she didn't dislike it. After remaining in silence for some moments, she also reached her hand out and patted Hyunjung on the back gently, promising her as though coaxing a child, "Okay."

"Then let's see each other tomorrow."

"Okay, okay," she continued to agree.

Either way, she had work tomorrow, so of course, they'd see each other.

It seemed like this person was drunk, so confused that she even forgot who she was.

As she remarked internally, before she could say anything else, Hyunjung suddenly let go of the embrace.

She then slowly smiled, reaching her hand out and looking at it before bringing her pinky over.

She said, "Let's pinky promise then."