“Should I really become Hyun-oh’s dad? He’s so cute.”
In-woo, seemingly gentle but sly as a fox.
His absurd joke elicited an involuntary laugh.
“Stop it. You’ll get disengaged if you keep this up.”
“Really?”
In-woo chuckled at Cha Hyun’s words and turned towards the gate.
“But Doha is late. Did that trainer lady fail to persuade…”
Suddenly, In-woo cut himself off.
The smile on his face vanished in an instant, replaced by narrowed eyes and a furrowed brow.
“Could she be… that lady?”
Following In-woo’s slow words, Cha Hyun also turned around.
The parking lot area was buzzing, indicating Doha’s arrival.
Doha, dressed in a semi-formal suit without a tie, was too slickly smiling while greeting the president of Hanju Bio.
Then he shook hands with the representative of HJ Hotel.
“I told him to bring her looking pretty.”
Staring at Ye-eun, who stood stiffly beside Doha, Cha Hyun murmured.
“Well, he brought her, so I should praise him.”
Watching Doha with a faint smile, Cha Hyun was questioned again by In-woo.
“That lady is the one from that day, right?”
In-woo’s gaze had been fixed on Ye-eun since earlier.
Image trainer Seo Ye-eun, whom he had seen at HJ Gallery on the day of the in-house photo shoot for the cover.
She had a pretty face, but it was rigid and full of wariness, reminding one of a hedgehog.
But now, she felt like a completely different person from back then.
“Is it because she took off her glasses…”
“Drop it, Cha In-woo.”
Cha Hyun coldly warned In-woo.
“She’s a girl assigned to Doha.”
And a girl I cherish.
Cha Hyun softly added, looking sharply at In-woo.
Then he stepped closer and whispered quietly.
“If you need another woman besides your fiancée, let me know. I’ll find one for you.”
With a meaningful look, Cha Hyun subtly informed In-woo of the girl’s purpose.
“She’s off-limits.”
Cha Hyun pushed In-woo’s chest gently with his index finger.
Just then, Ye-eun caught Cha Hyun’s eye and bowed her head quietly.
Smiling at her, Cha Hyun gestured for Ye-eun to come over.
“Don’t cause trouble. Just keep playing the good grandson. We have enough trouble with Doha being the rogue.”
Got it?
Cha Hyun’s gaze at In-woo was icy.
The second kiss with Cha Doha was longer and deeper than the first.
But again, it didn’t carry a deeper meaning.
It was nothing more than a playboy clearly expressing his sexual interest in a woman.
Definitely not anything more.
Yet Ye-eun’s heart raced uncontrollably.
[Are you going to keep being loyal to Cha Hyun?]That’s what he said after delving deep and stirring everything up before breaking the kiss.
[Coming and going as you’re told?]He looked amused at her gasping for breath after just one kiss.
[Will you tell about kissing me? Even that this is the second time?]Ye-eun shook her head.
She hadn’t spoken of the first time, why would she the second?
[I’m not satisfied with just your lips. Is that okay?]His hand slid inside her ruffled knit, sensuously caressing her bare skin.
As she held her breath, he gripped her tighter and spoke again.
[Being my image trainer means this. Are you okay with that?]Tears welled up in Ye-eun’s eyes.
The answer to his question was so evident she couldn’t speak it.
Pride would say no.
Her heart would say yes.
And her body didn’t follow her pride, but her heart.
Realizing this, Cha Doha wickedly smiled and withdrew his hand.
[Let’s have fun tonight, Seo Ye-eun.]As a first step to having fun, Cha Doha willingly stepped into his family home.
But for Ye-eun, Chairman Cha Ji-seob’s mansion of Hanju Group was only heavy and frightening.
The place, filled with people she had only seen on news and economic papers, made every glance towards her feel piercing.
“Stay until it’s over. I need to claim what I was promised.”
Even after Cha Doha was pulled away by the president of Hanju Bio, the heavy fear didn’t fade.
Maybe it was the intimidation of the place. The existence of conglomerates, which had never scared her before, now felt frightening.
Cha Hyun, waving at her in such a place, felt like a savior.
She nodded and approached him with a slight smile.
But she couldn’t go far before stopping.
“Do I see you here, Seo Ye-eun?”
Jin Yu-hee of ST Group, the official candidate for Doha’s arranged marriage, blocked her path.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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