He put a heavy emphasis on the words ‘this night’.
“I… ”
I wished I knew where I was going myself. Having woken up from a short sleep, my body felt heavy and the fatigue from the long flight had reached its peak.
Da Jeong carefully bit her lip as she quickly reviewed her options.
A friend’s house that wasn’t realistically possible, a motel that was unappealing but easily accessible. Her heart swung back and forth like a pendulum.
After a brief silence, Da Jeong seemed to have made up her mind and lifted her head.
“I need to go to the convenience store because I need something.”
“At this hour, specifically.”
“I need it urgently.”
“Carrying your bag again?”
“Ah, that’s… when you open and close the front door, the sound of the door lock is heard. I live with my roommate and I can’t wake her up…”
Having made up her mind to go to the motel, Da Jeong hastily concocted a story. She wasn’t comfortable repaying his favor with a lie, but she couldn’t make the audacious statement that she would break the internal rules.
“Is that so…?”
The man’s piercing eyes scanned Da Jeong as if searching. Da Jeong, who was on edge, quickly but naturally avoided his gaze.
“Yes. That’s correct.”
“Where is this convenience store? Let’s go by car.”
“You don’t have to take me there! It’s late, please go home.”
A man who would guard the store location and even the way back. Da Jeong gestured wildly with both hands in midair.
Tae Sang stared at Da Jeong, his eyebrows knit together. He, who seemed like he was about to say something as he wet his lips, brushed past her, stirring a light breeze.
“Go home quickly.”
“……Yes.”
Da Jeong gave a vague answer and concentrated her nerves on the area behind her. The footsteps gradually softened, and she felt his presence slowly fading.
A moment later, the sound of a car door opening and closing was heard, and the headlight beams filled the narrow alley. Da Jeong let out the breath she had been holding all at once.
“Sigh…”
She felt like she was sweating bullets from the unfamiliar lie. As Tae Sang’s car smoothly brushed past, as if floating, she finally relaxed her tense shoulders.
Da Jeong stood under the streetlight, soothing her guilty conscience. Even if she were to be punished for her lies, that was a matter for later, she had plenty to do now.
Firstly, transforming the uniform into casual clothes.
Da Jeong let down her neatly tied bun and untied the scarf around her neck. She then pulled out a loosefitting cardigan from her bag and buttoned it up to the top.
With the sky blue blouse, a symbol of the airline, hidden, she no longer looked like a flight attendant.
Of course, the uniform skirt remained the same, but the almost white Hline skirt was nothing more or less than a common suit skirt.
Who would have thought that the cardigan I wear when it’s cold in the bunk (the sleeping quarters for the crew inside the plane) would be so useful?
Da Jeong ran her fingers through her hair and flashed a triumphant smile. The only problem left now was finding a place to sleep.
“What is this…?”
Had the detailed information said to be a year and a half old been a lie? Da Jeong, who had stopped in front of the motel, was lost for words.
A slightly cracked groundlevel parking lot, a rather shabbylooking fluorescent pink sign. And even a shabby curtain hanging over the entrance.
Neither maintenance nor interior sense, nothing seemed less than a year and a half old. Da Jeong tightly closed her lips and put her cell phone into her bag.
‘Well, it’s just for one night anyway…’
Regardless of the appearance, there would be no problem spending a night and leaving if there was a roof. As she thought this and was about to move, her feet would not budge from the ground.
It was neither the old building nor the mediocre appearance. The reason she could not move her feet was the strange secrecy that the building gave off.
The entrance to the motel was not structured so that one could walk in straight away.
The opaque glass door seemed to have moved inward, located deep inside, and there were about half a dozen stairs to climb before reaching the door.
The design, seemingly conscious of the surrounding views, shook her barely gathered heart quickly.
“Huh…”
Da Jeong exhaled deeply and sharply lifted her bag. At times like this, action is a priority over thought. If she hesitated a bit more, she would not be able to enter at all.
Deliberately taking larger steps than usual, yellow headlight illumination poured in from the end of the alley. The engulfing light seemed to be urging her to hurry inside.
Da Jeong glanced at the yellow light once and climbed the stairs. Every time the relatively chunky heel of her shoe touched the marble floor, it made a click, click sound.
As she was halfway up the stairs, a strange noise mixed in between familiar resonances.
The gradually slowing sound of an engine. The sound of a car door opening with a thud.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
