Since Oppa, who suggested having lunch, suddenly pretended to be busy and escaped to the research lab, she chased after him up to here.
Visiting Hyun-woo’s lab for the first time, Ji-woo slowly looked around his space and gradually brought up the main topic.
“Oppa.”
“Why.”
“Did you fight with So-ri by any chance?”
“What?”
“I saw it earlier; it looked like you were arguing. There’s a chill between you two.”
“It’s not like that.”
Really? Then what is it? With an interesting look, Ji-woo smiled mischievously.
“Ah, is So-ri upset for some reason?”
“I don’t know, even I don’t.”
“What if Oppa doesn’t know?”
Although determined to comfort her, Hyun-woo was also uncomfortable due to So-ri’s persistent influence.
“Oh, really. I find this so amusing. It makes me not want to work at all.”
Unaware of Oppa’s steadily decreasing speed, Ji-woo suddenly made a sick sound and laughed heartily.
Hyun-woo’s tired irritation clung to his forehead.
“If you’ve finished your coffee, leave.”
“You haven’t finished it all yet, right?”
Hyun-woo, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up and moved to the desk.
Ji-woo’s scrutinizing gaze on Hyun-woo intensified.
“Oppa, why did you fight? Tell me. I might be able to resolve it for you.”
“It’s our problem. Don’t interfere unnecessarily.”
After Ji-woo finished her coffee, she stood up from the sofa and approached the desk where Hyun-woo was sitting. There was a mischievous playfulness in her eyes, as if she wanted to tease her brother.
“Oppa, you didn’t fail to satisfy, did you? Huh?”
“What?”
Hyun-woo’s expression, suspecting his own ears, furrowed.
What does she know, making such a fuss about something trivial?
Even though she’s my sister, it’s beyond belief how she’s always thinking about things like that.
“Seo Ji-woo, stop complaining. Stop these idle thoughts. It’s not like that.”
“It’s not always like that. You fool.”
The moment Ji-woo saw Hyun-woo’s chilling gaze, she paused. She was well aware that she had to play along with Oppa’s mood.
“Anyway, don’t make So-ri lonely. Don’t make her angry.”
Hyun-woo was gradually accumulating stress due to his sister’s nagging.
“If it doesn’t work, hug her, kiss her, huh? What’s so difficult about biting and sucking?”
“You, where did you hear such words?”
Even though she acknowledged being his sister, she brought back only bad words from somewhere, making his words stop.
“Where? I picked them up from the script. The next work is a romantic comedy.”
“You should control your drinking. Try getting drunk, crying and making a scene on the street.”
“Try it again. Try it again. Ooh, scary.”
Ji-woo, grumbling, imitated what Hyun-woo said, making him even more annoyed.
Why don’t Seo Ji-woo and So-ri listen to me these days?
Seeing the cold gaze of Hyun-woo, Ji-woo, who understood it, retreated toward the door but didn’t stop talking.
“Oppa, they say a husband-wife fight is like cutting water with a sword?”
“I told you to stop saying unnecessary things.”
“More than anything, they say making up in bed means no words are needed.”
“What?”
“They say physical communication is important.”
He simply grimaced without knowing what to say.
“History is rewritten in bed! I loved that saying?”
“It’s noisy. Go, quickly.”
Expressing her desire to rewrite history alone, Ji-woo muttered to herself and suddenly turned back to Hyun-woo, whispering in his ear.
“Oppa… I hope the two of them create a lot of history.”
“Seo, Ji, Woo.”
Avoiding Hyun-woo as if reaching a breaking point, Ji-woo opened the door and rushed out of the lab.
Thud! The closed door reopened after a few seconds, and Ji-woo pushed only her head back into the lab.
“Rewriting history every day. How great is that. Seo Hyun-woo!”
Thud! The closed door reopened after a few seconds, and Ji-woo pushed only her head back into the lab.
“Rewriting history every day. How great is that. Seo Hyun-woo!”
Hyun-woo sighed and rubbed his forehead.
The place that came running down like escaping, in fact, was Uiguk.
Actually, there was no call.
Once Hyun-woo started avoiding him, it wasn’t difficult to feel two or three times.
Was it too much…?
“Ah, I don’t know either.”
Sori sat at the computer desk for prescription.
When she started concentrating on her work and finished entering the prescribed notes.
Uiguk entered as the door opened.
“Hello, Dr. Yoo.”
“Hello, senior. It feels like it’s been a long time since we met?”
“Is that so?”
Uiguk entered and wandered around the surroundings, looking awkward.
Sori, seeing Eunseok’s behavior, which was usually high-tension, felt a bit strange today, so she asked.
“What’s the matter?”
“Well, um… There’s something I want to say to Dr. Yoo.”
“Something to say? What is it?”
Eunseok awkwardly smiled, biting his lips.
Although he usually spat out these words dozens of times a day, today, it was difficult to say thankful or sorry.
Because he showed such a shameful appearance to his junior.
But Sori, who was struggling with her own problems, hadn’t heard any stories related to Eunseok.
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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