Conclusion

Yeom Tae crossed his legs together as he scanned his wife while she was setting the bookshelf up, filling it with loads of books that she had purchased yesterday. 

"Are you even going to read all of these?" Yeom Tae asked in amusement while he was sitting on the chair by the study table. 

"Of course." Haneul pridefully said, "Are you going to read what you purchased?" She asked, "Wouldn't even show me…" She complained. 

Yeom Tae curled the side of his lips, "It's not your type. Trust me." He said as he stood up to walk towards her. 

"Do you even know my type?" Haneul asked, "I read all kinds of books. Look," She picked up the philosophy book that she had bought, "I even bought a philosophy book this time." 

Yeom Tae raised an eyebrow. "I dare you to start reading this right now." He said full of pride. 

He could clearly recall how Haneul had mentioned to him the fact that philosophical books make her fall asleep.