Manager Jin Sun Mi usually had a cheery and approachable attitude towards guests. This character was capable of changing her so dramatically. Her curiosity kept leading her gaze stealthily towards the cabin.
Just then, a clap resounded.
“Alright, so absolutely nothing must happen today. Understood?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, manager.”
Da Jeong responded confidently and returned to her place. She was about to start her work as usual when Hwa Young’s sincere exclamation lingered in her ear.
She was the type of person who did not mince her words, often remarking on celebrities and idols like, “Their faces are created by makeup, they are all just Photoshopped.”
Peeking through the curtain, Da Jeong cautiously stuck her head out.
“Ah….”
A gasp involuntarily escaped her lips.
If unfairness could take human form, it would look like this.
His eyebrows were dense as if they had been carefully brushed, and his pitchblack eyes shimmered like black pearls. The nose and jawline beneath them were so sleek it seemed as if they had been drawn with a brush.
A face that seemed literally sculpted, beautiful beyond words. But there was a stubborn, cold vibe that permeated from his stern visage.
“What’s this, after pretending to be disinterested, Da Jeong, you too are starstruck?”
A touch on her waist brought her out of her reverie. Startled, she turned around to find Hwa Young smirking slyly at her.
“Eh? No, the call bell rang.”
Da Jeong quickly turned her head, using the ringing call bell as an excuse. The 1D seat where the bell had rung was conveniently next to the Vice President, making it a perfect excuse.
“I’ll go check it out.”
Leaving a suspicious Hwa Young behind, Da Jeong set off towards the galley.
As she entered the cabin, she stepped onto a carpet bathed in midday sunlight. Just past noon, sunlight poured in through the window, leaving its mark on the statuelike man’s face.
His black pupils were halfcovered by his eyelids, and a shadow cast by long lashes flickered over one of his cheeks.
As she unknowingly stared, the man’s eyelids suddenly fluttered open. His pitchblack eyes, akin to charcoal, met hers directly.
Taken aback, Da Jeong involuntarily gasped. The mere intensity of his gaze was overwhelming. Her fingertips felt oddly stiff, and she had the slight sensation of her throat tightening.
Frozen in place, her tense facial muscles relaxed as she blinked. Da Jeong plastered on a polite smile and averted her gaze.
The bell had rung from the seat beside her.
“Sir, how may I assist you?”
“The subtitles are in English, how do I change this?”
The elderly gentleman with neatly combed silver hair was tapping the monitor persistently. Da Jeong crouched down next to the customer, matching his eye level.
“Yes. Let me guide you. First, go to the subtitle settings using this remote control…”
All the while she was explaining, her back and the nape of her neck prickled uncomfortably. No, it was more than a prickling, it felt like a gaze etching onto her skin.
Did he mean to test the capabilities of the staff? Or perhaps he had something to ask? Not knowing the intent of his gaze, her thoughts bounced around in all directions like a pingpong ball.
“Ah, I’ve made such a simple thing unnecessarily complicated.”
“No, not at all.”
After finishing the guide and getting up, she noticed the man still looking at her from the corner of her vision.
Da Jeong suppressed her widening eyes due to surprise, swiftly softening and rounding them.
“Sir, do you need anything else?”
“……”
He didn’t reply. It didn’t seem like he had anything specific for her to do, but his focused gaze was bothering her, and she could not manage to leave her spot.
Da Jeong approached the seat in front of her and opened her mouth calmly.
“Is there anything I can assist you with…….”
“Han Da Jeong.”
“Yes?”
My name suddenly sprang from the man’s mouth, and her usual expression popped out in surprise. Her startled state was evident in her voice, and her eyes widened like a goldfish.
Da Jeong blinked slowly and stared blankly at the man. Then, a soft bass voice flowed again from between his sculpted lips.
“……Han Da Jeong, the flight attendant.”
“Ah…… Yes, that’s correct. Han Da Jeong, the flight attendant.”
He must have checked my name tag since he couldn’t have seen the list of flight attendants before boarding.
But, did the man’s eyes ever move?
While looking at the man who persistently met her gaze, Da Jeong was captivated by a peculiar question. As she pondered the situation, he abruptly broke her chain of thoughts.
“I won’t be able to forget even if I want to with this.”
“Ah…… Yes, it’s quite unique, isn’t it?”
Da Jeong gave an awkward smile and ran her fingers over her name tag. The carved line following her name seemed especially clear today.
The man moved his gaze following her finger and soon pushed his gaze back up again. His stare was so intense that it felt as though their eyes were mixing, almost giving her the illusion that they were pinned down.
Ding.
Then, a small bell rang from the opposite aisle. Da Jeong straightened her posture and opened her mouth in a calm voice.
“Then, please relax. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to call me.”
“Yes, I will do that.”
Tae Sang answered with a confident voice and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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