But inside the house, that was the rule. Outside, they let the man take the lead—it’s about respect, about appearances, about keeping balance. It’s a world of roles, of hierarchy… but behind closed doors, my mother’s word carried the weight.”
He paused, eyes drifting for a moment, then gave a small, almost ironic laugh. “When I took over the company, she started worrying about me.” His lips curved into a wry smile, a soft chuckle slipping out. “In fact… she still does.”
His expression sobered, voice lowering. “She said I’d end up too cold. Too ruthless. She wanted me to learn softness… balance. Every time we see each other, without fail, she reminds me. She tells me I should marry someone simple. Someone outside our world of money and power. A woman with a kind heart, a pure soul. Status
