It was a crazy thing.
While riding the elevator to leave the hotel room, Doha called Manager Kim Jung-joo.
“Manager Kim Jung-joo, who did the president assign to Secretary Seo Yeeun?”
I know there is Deputy Manager Choi Sung-woo and one more external contractor.
“Please send Deputy Manager Choi Sung-woo’s phone number.”
Deputy Manager Choi Sung-woo.
It’s the first time I’ve heard that name. Naturally, I don’t know his face either.
Doha assigned a manager to himself, and it seemed that he assigned a newcomer to Yeeun.
“Right away.”
What happened to Miss Seo Yeeun?
“It seems like something is about to happen.”
In response to Doha’s answer, Manager Kim Jung-joo fell silent for a moment.
As a quick-witted person, Manager Kim Jung-joo, who tried to read his thoughts, found half the answer.
I sent the phone number now. I will find out where Miss Seo Yeeun is.
“Please do your best.”
After hanging up the phone, Doha walked towards my car but stopped.
He turned in that direction and went straight to the black van standing outside the VIP section of the parking lot.
Approaching without hesitation, Doha, who opened the back door of the van, looked straight at the man sitting on the floor.
Park Ki-won, who had opened the door, stared back at Doha with his neck pressed like a surprised giraffe.
Sweat beads on the man’s forehead twinkled in the yellow light.
“Manager Park Ki-won.”
When he called his name, surprised Park Ki-won breathed heavily and replied.
“Yes? Yes. Yes, Chief.”
“Where is Seo Yeeun?”
Doha’s voice echoed eerily in the quiet underground parking lot.
With thin shoulders, Park Ki-won swallowed his saliva and answered.
“Mi, Myeongdong.”
Wiping the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, Park Ki-won handed the tablet to Doha.
A red dot on the map of Myeongdong was blinking and moving slowly.
“It has been confirmed that she is in Myeongdong.”
“Myeongdong.”
Recalling Park Ki-won’s words, Doha closed the door he had opened.
“It’s not far.”
After that, he drove straight to Myeongdong.
Having run to Myeongdong in one breath, Doha finished parking and immediately called Secretary Choi Sung-woo.
The situation had already been secured by Manager Kim Jung-joo, who knew the location of Choi Sung-woo and Yeeun’s whereabouts.
Secretary Choi Sung-woo also received a call from Manager Kim Jung-joo and was waiting for Doha.
“Mr. Chairman.”
Choi Sung-woo, who was standing in front of the silver van, noticed Doha and hurriedly came back and forth with an anxious face.
“Secretary, this is Choi Sung-woo.”
“Thank you for following us.”
Doha received a brief greeting, twisted the corners of his mouth, and passed by him.
“What is this? Without guidance?”
“Yes?”
“Guide Seo Yeeun. Where is she?”
“Yes!”
In a hurry, Choi Sung-woo answered and led the way, going into the alley on the road leading from Myeongdong to Sowol-gil.
There, deeper into the shabby noodle restaurant, Choi Sung-woo stopped in front of it and turned to look at Doha.
“Continuing to walk, around 15 minutes ago, right here…”
Without listening to the end of the sentence, Doha opened the restaurant door as it was.
Up to this point, he hadn’t been angry at least.
Perhaps it was a kind of curiosity.
The time and effort he spent to have a meal with this woman, an impulse that extended unintentionally.
But as soon as he entered the restaurant, he was furious at the sight of Yeeun.
Her thin body sitting alone, seemingly carrying the weight of the world, was infuriating.
Moreover, she escaped under the pretext of being hungry, wandering around for an hour before finally entering the restaurant.
If so, she should have enjoyed the meal.
Noodles with some meat, and a bottle of soju.
The 300,000 won French course meal he had prepared for her lost its value in an instant.
“Chairman!”
Having spotted him, Yeeun grabbed his hand and, looking at the night-colored eyes, intensified the remaining reason.
Suddenly, Jinyu-hee’s words came to mind.
It might have been a provocation to him, but with that one word, blood rushed downward.
A small, moist, and soft hand.
The hand that had excited him unexpectedly was now trembling like a frightened bird in his hand.
As they left the restaurant and took a few more steps, Doha stopped.
The trembling hand felt like it gently clasped his hand.
“Darn.”
He had only held one hand.
“I was so angry all the way to the top of my head, but suddenly, I don’t even know why I got angry.”
With a disappointed smile, Doha looked at Yeeun.
When he turned his gaze, a blush filled her white face.
The deep night-colored eyes seemed a bit intimidated.
Still, she did not avoid his gaze, and she tightened her grip on his hand a little more.
Looking down at her hand, Doha asked.
“Tell me. Why did you run away?”
Depending on her answer, he thought he might have to stop this amusing game.
He had briefly thought that holding this small, moist, and soft hand a little longer might look somewhat ridiculous.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
