Dajeong tried to sound as friendly as possible.
“I’ll place your coffee at your seat.”
Her tone was devoid of any trace of affection, a stark contrast to what she had imagined, filling her with regret.
As her thoughts became increasingly jumbled, a gentle voice softly brushed her ear.
“That’s fine here.”
Tae Sang pointed to the side table under the window.
Opening the folded main table was a simple yet cumbersome task. His clumsy action was overlaid with a considerate intention.
Dajeong, trying hard to dispel her tension, stepped into his space.
“It’s hot, please be careful.”
As she set down the tray, Tae Sang reached for the mug.
As she slowly retreated.
“Ah!”
His large hand, turning in her direction, lightly grasped her retreating wrist. Her slender wrist was fully enclosed in his thick palm.
Tae Sang gently rubbed the inside of her wrist with his thumb.
The gentle touch, like melting snow, and the fluttering, frail pulse under his fingertips. Seemingly pleased with the sensation, Tae Sang couldn’t take his eyes off Dajeong’s wrist for a while.
“I’ll enjoy it.”
Tae Sang spoke as his hand slid down smoothly, his long fingers hesitating, reluctant to part.
“Yes, yes…….”
It was a feeling that profoundly touched her heart, the essence of affection.
Perhaps because of this, Dajeong, finding newfound courage, slowly curled her fingers. Her palm created a narrow space, snugly enclosing his thumb.
Tae Sang looked up at Dajeong with a thin smile on his lips. An unspoken urging was felt in his focused gaze, as if encouraging her to speak.
With a flushed face, Dajeong uttered in a thin voice.
“Be careful, it’s hot… Tae Sang.”
“…….”
In that moment, Tae Sang’s eyes hardened noticeably. Realizing she might have been too impulsive in a working situation, Dajeong quickly pulled her hand back. Regardless of who was watching, her urge to flee prevailed.
“If there’s nothing more you need, I’ll be going now.”
Dajeong bowed her head and turned to leave swiftly.
Hurriedly exiting his seat, she met eyes with a passenger who had been watching. The man quickly turned his head, feigning indifference.
Dajeong quickened her steps.
The poignant touch, the first time she called his name, all these unfamiliar actions overwhelmed her. Her heart pounded so loudly she could hear it in her ears.
Suddenly stopping, Dajeong pressed her hands against her chest as if to safeguard it. Her heart felt like a toy reacting only to him.
After the poignant coffee serving, Dajeong avoided going to the cabin as much as possible.
Because of this, time seemed to drag on today. She peeked outside through the slightly opened window blinds, but the dark night sky offered little to see.
After spending a long time like a fixture in the galley, Dajeong brewed another cup of coffee and frequently checked the clock. There were still two hours left until landing.
‘The paperwork….’
It seemed wise to fill out the immigration forms before getting busy again. As she pulled out a long sheet of paper from the shelf, the curtain next to her was swiftly opened.
Emerging from behind the fluttering fabric was her playful junior colleague, Na Young.
“Senior.”
“Ah, Na Young.”
Na Young was a junior crew member, having joined less than a year ago. She glanced around the galley before cautiously stepping in.
“Is the supervisor not around?”
“Yes, they’re not… but….”
Dajeong slightly furrowed her eyebrows, her voice tinged with difficulty.
It was against regulations to casually move through the higher classes during a flight, especially during a night flight when passengers needed to rest quietly.
Was she unaware of the basic rule, or was she deliberately ignoring it? Dajeong’s expression became ambiguously wrinkled, uncertain of which was the case.
“Senior, can I just stay in first class for a bit and then go?”
Na Young blinked her large eyes and spoke with a playful charm, even feigning a pitiable look with a slight arch of her eyebrows. It didn’t seem like she was making a mistake out of ignorance.
“Why? What’s the matter?”
Dajeong chose to persuade calmly rather than reprimand.
“No, it’s not that there’s something wrong, just….”
“Just?”
“I just want to take a look around.”
“Ah…….”
Understanding her meaning, Dajeong nodded lightly.
Even within the same airplane, the upper class had a completely different environment and service compared to economy. Therefore, new flight attendants often visited first class out of curiosity.
Dajeong, having been there herself, couldn’t help but empathize. She spoke in a forgiving tone.
“I understand your curiosity, but why don’t you come back after landing? Right now, with passengers around, you can’t really look around.”
“No, I’m curious about one of the passengers.”
“……Pardon?”
Dajeong looked at her in surprise.
“One of the passengers today is our company’s vice president. I heard he’s very handsome. Can’t I just take a quick peek? I’m so curious. Can you tell me where he’s seated?”
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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