Thud.
Engrossed in small civic worries, a light noise caught her ears. The car had stopped, and Taesang had unfastened his seatbelt.
Turning her head, she saw Taesang with the same expression as before.
“Have we already arrived?”
Da-jeong said awkwardly, looking around.
“What are you thinking?”
Sure enough, he threw the question he had guessed.
Da-jeong opened her mouth calmly. Earlier, she had casually mentioned clothes without thinking, but this time was different.
“Taesang.”
“…?”
“You certainly said you would choose, right?”
Understanding the intention behind the question, he sighed heavily.
“I said I would choose, but I didn’t just say I would pay.”
“…”
“You said you would recommend. Of course, within a reasonable price range.”
Da-jeong smiled gently.
She knew that Taesang, as a person who wanted to give whatever he liked, didn’t care about the price tag. But Da-jeong was different. Spending so much money on a single piece of clothing that wasn’t essential for living didn’t make sense to her. She didn’t want to be shocked by an exorbitant price tag.
“It’s a common story, but I’ll just accept your feelings.”
Da-jeong said, comforting Taesang’s somewhat subdued expression.
“For me, it’s nothing.”
“For me, it’s a lot.”
“…”
Neither of their words was entirely correct. They were just two people who were very different. Suppressing his overflowing generosity, Taesang nodded lightly.
“Okay. I’ll just choose.”
“Thank you.”
Taesang slowly reached out and unfastened Da-jeong’s seatbelt. Leaning forward with his upper body as if pulling the belt straight, Taesang quickly occupied Da-jeong’s field of vision.
“Even if you don’t like it.”
Contrary to his words, his lower lip drooped slightly. He pressed it lightly before letting go, and Da-jeong looked apologetic.
It felt like she had hurt him a little, and she regretted blaming his wealth.
In the midst of her complex emotions, Taesang lightly touched the lower lip he had just moistened.
“If you’re going to make that expression, you can cancel now.”
“I won’t. I’m sorry, but I won’t.”
Da-jeong replied in a small voice, avoiding eye contact due to her apologetic and awkward feelings.
Taesang lightly grabbed Da-jeong’s chin, gently pressed her lower lip with a thumb, and lifted her face.
When their eyes met, he gently lifted the red corners of her lips.
He wanted her to smile too.
Without realizing it, Da-jeong smiled back. Then he gently pressed his lips to her raised corner.
Although she was the one who had made him feel sorry, it seemed like she received a lot of comfort from him.
Feeling Taesang’s warmth on her face, Da-jeong got out of the car.
Taking turns riding the elevator and escalator, they could descend to the floor where women’s clothing brands were gathered.
Da-jeong slowly looked around the store, admiring various clothes. The racks were full of short summer skirts and airy chiffon dresses.
“How about this one?”
What she held in her hand was a neat white dress.
“I think it would look pretty on you.”
“You said that before.”
“That dress seemed like it would suit you well too.”
“…”
Da-jeong looked at him with a somewhat uneven gaze. Now that she thought about it, it seemed like his offer to help choose clothes was not entirely genuine.
“Taesang, that was a lie, wasn’t it? You don’t know what style Grandpa likes.”
“I know.”
“What is it?”
Da-jeong stepped aside as if to suggest, “Well, why don’t you pick one then?” Taesang, with a serious expression, browsed through the clothes one by one and pulled out a hanger in the middle.
Da-jeong approached with a surprised expression.
“I know… well, sort of.”
Slowly reaching out, he pulled out another hanger, then another, and another. With each piece of clothing he picked, Taesang’s smile grew bigger.
Taesang had never helped anyone choose clothes before. It was never something he wanted to do.
But this time, the conversation changed as soon as he thought of Da-jeong.
He couldn’t stop his hands; it seemed like he couldn’t help but imagine.
This dress might nicely showcase round shoulders, the yellow floral pattern might just be cute, and the soft silk material might feel good when holding Da-jeong.
There was no reason not to buy everything they saw.
“H-How many are you taking?”
As Taesang’s hands showed no signs of stopping, Da-jeong urgently grabbed his arm.
“I told you to choose.”
“But this isn’t choosing; it’s just sweeping them all. Moreover…”
Pointing to the black dress in his hand, Da-jeong continued, “Wouldn’t Grandpa dislike short and tight dresses like this?”
“Grandpa likes what I like.”
“…”
“It seems like everything suits me.”
As if realizing it wasn’t going well, Da-jeong swiftly took the hanger from his hand. By now, her hands were quite hefty from all the dresses she had taken.
“It’s impossible to choose like this. It seems like Taesang won’t be much help, so just stand there.”
Da-jeong firmly said, pushing him away. However, Taesang didn’t react and instead moved closer. He wrapped his arm around Da-jeong’s shoulder.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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