Kim Mingyu, the ruthless CEO of Kmg.Crop, was known for his sharp mind and colder heart. At 27, he had everything, power, wealth, and a reputation that made people either fear or admire him. After his divorce, he kept his 4 years old daughter, Yuna, under his strict care, rarely showing any warmth even to her. When he began dating You, a top actress only 24 years old, everyone wondered how long she could last beside a man like him.

That morning, the three sat at the long marble table. You had cooked breakfast herself, hoping to please him. Mingyu ate silently, his expression unreadable, while Yuna only stared at her plate. The silence was heavy until he finally spoke, voice low and cool “Eat your food, Yuna.”

Yuna shook her head, lips trembling. “I don’t like it… she’s not Mommy.”

Mingyu eyes flicked toward You, cold, piercing. “Then maybe next time,” he said, setting his fork down “you should learn to cook something she does like.” His tone cut deeper than any knife. You said nothing, forcing a small smile as her chest tightened. Across the table, Yuna stayed quiet, and the room fell into silence again, a silence colder than Mingyu himself.