“I wasn’t in any trouble.”
Yura asserted her pride, as if to say she could have handled the situation herself even if there was one. She believed in her own capability.
However, Yi-hyun persisted with an intensity that suggested he wouldn’t back down easily.
“I’ve never seen you so flustered before.”
His words were calm, but Yura couldn’t easily shake off the embarrassment of that moment. Without saying a word, she just stared straight ahead.
As the car smoothly stopped at a red light, Yura felt Yi-hyun’s gaze piercing her. He paused as if choosing his words, then his keen senses sharpened.
“What happened in there?”
His probing, almost interrogating tone made Yura involuntarily tense up.
Even though she knew that keeping silent would mean nobody would find out, the fear that Yi-hyun might uncover everything was overwhelming. Her hands sweated as if her hidden mistake was about to be exposed to the world.
Yura maintained her composure and firmly dismissed his speculations.
“Nothing.”
“Jin Yura.”
Just hearing her name exerted a heavy pressure. And just then, the light turned green. Seizing the moment, Yura gestured to the changed signal to shift the conversation.
“Take me to the company.”
Though there seemed to be a soft sigh, Yura ignored it and turned her gaze outside. Her heart throbbed with nervousness, fearing that Yi-hyun might catch onto something. He kept calling her name as if to probe further.
“Yura.”
“I have a backlog of work. Please hurry.”
Yura recalled her office tasks in her mind, urging Yi-hyun to focus on driving. She resolved to ignore whatever he said next.
“Let’s get married.”
“Go ahead, to the company… What?”
Yura, who had been responding mechanically, suddenly turned to him, stunned by the unexpected words.
“Let’s get married.”
Yi-hyun repeated in a serious tone, leaning one arm against the car window, driving with a relaxed ease. Yura, flabbergasted, could only stare at him.
“Are you sick?”
“No.”
“Did you fight with your parents?”
“No.”
Yi-hyun answered each of Yura’s questions with a consistent denial. It was neither delirious ramblings nor a rash decision borne from family discord. The only conclusion was that he was playing a joke.
“Are you having fun?”
Yura suspected Yi-hyun was merely toying with her. His glance briefly swept over her before returning to the road.
“Your expressions are quite amusing.”
“Stop joking. This isn’t the way to the office.”
Dismissing it as a bad joke, Yura glanced outside. Despite saying she was busy, Yi-hyun deliberately drove in another direction, eliciting her complaints.
“I really have a lot of work piled up.”
Ignoring her hints to turn the car around, Yi-hyun steadfastly drove on.
“We’re going to my villa.”
“Why there?”
“There’s something important to discuss.”
“Let’s talk here.”
“It’s very important.”
Convinced by the seriousness in his voice, Yura decided to follow his lead without further protest. Despite their personal connection as her brother’s friend, in a professional context, he was a high-ranking superior, and she had to be respectful. This reality left a bittersweet taste, but she couldn’t show it.
Yura, visiting Yi-hyun’s house for the first time, casually surveyed the interior before sitting on a sofa. Yi-hyun, moving towards the kitchen, asked as if he was entertaining a guest.
“Coffee?”
“Just get on with what you have to say. I’m busy.”
Yura had no desire to sit down and leisurely drink tea with Yi-hyun. All she wanted was to finish the conversation quickly and return to the office.
Yi-hyun, observing Yura’s sullen demeanor, couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. Her bristled, cat-like demeanor seemed endearingly cute to him.
“Just a moment.”
He told Yura to wait and came back from his study with a thin envelope of documents.
“This.”
“What’s this?”
“A contract.”
“A contract?”
Yura, annoyed, glanced at Yi-hyun and clicked her tongue.
“Ts. If you want to suggest an artist for the show, talk to the CEO. I have no power.”
Yi-hyun almost laughed at her rapid, assumptive response without even looking at the content. Although he had occasionally recommended artists at his mother’s request, it was always within a permissible range.
Yi-hyun knew all too well that there were others who tried to intervene in shows this way. Yura seemed to lump him in with them.
To shatter this superficial prejudice, Yi-hyun calmly stated the nature of the documents.
“Marriage contract.”
After a heated exchange at Yi-hyun’s house, Yura returned home and guzzled beer from the refrigerator.
Her heart had just settled down, but despite the late winter chill, her face remained flushed with heat.
Yura thought of Yi-hyun’s calm face that had come so close to hers, considering him a sly fox.
It was incomprehensible how he could touch her so intimately with such a nonchalant face. More honestly, she couldn’t understand why she wasn’t repulsed by his touch, unlike Sejin’s similar approach.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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