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Winter contract

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The first thing Kang Yejun saw that morning wasn't the winter sky. It was his face. On his phone screen. The image was slightly blurry, captured from a distance, but still undeniably clear: him, impeccable in a black overcoat, and beside him, a young man with a red scarf, very close. Too close. The headline read: AHN FAMILY HEIR INVOLVED IN SECRET RELATIONSHIP? The comments below multiplied like snow in a storm. “Finally, the ice prince has someone?” “This will affect Ahn Holdings' stock.” “Who is this boy?” Yejun didn't react. He just swiped his finger across the screen and deleted it. But the silence inside his apartment felt heavier than usual. The heating was on. The temperature was comfortable. Even so, he felt cold.
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