“I said… what if I take her place tonight?”

Hearing the bold words from Hong Na-bin—whom he had always thought of as just a “tiny girl”—Kang Tae-ho was left speechless. It was a clear provocation.

What was she thinking, standing so close, barely a handful in size?
Still, she didn’t seem like the type to say something so reckless.

“Stop talking nonsense and go home. Eat dinner.”

He waved his hand dismissively, but instead, she took a step closer.

“President, do you… not see me as a woman?”