His words, having already calculated and proposing to date, were quite appealing.
Yes, I’ll admit that much. But who knows better than anyone?
Yun Woo Yeon cannot love.
‘Woo Yeon, let’s date.’
‘Woo Yeon, let’s be together.’
‘Yun Woo Yeon. Let’s date.’
Kim Min Joon also used to say that whenever he saw her. He was so eager.
How did that end? We all know too well.
For a moment, swayed by her heart, she had her first long relationship of two years, but not for a single moment did she love that man.
They broke up out of guilt, and the time that passed remained just a barren memory, not even a remnant of the past.
She left the bar due to a call from her senior, Kang Da Hee. Normally, she would have refused, but today she was grateful.
She wanted to escape Tae Kyung’s gaze as soon as possible.
‘I’ll be leaving now. Let’s pretend today’s talk never happened.’
After wrapping up her encounter with Tae Kyung and intending to return home, Woo Yeon changed direction and entered another bar where Kang Da Hee was.
Luckily, it wasn’t too far away.
A staff member, smartly dressed in a black suit, seemed to recognize Woo Yeon but didn’t react otherwise.
Silence was a natural part of everyday life in this place, frequented by celebrities and major conglomerate figures.
Woo Yeon squinted and asked.
“Where’s the senior?”
“I’ll guide you right now.”
Kang Da Hee, tipsy from alcohol, widened her eyes as she saw Woo Yeon entering with the staff.
Although she had informed the staff beforehand about Woo Yeon’s arrival, the earlier-than-expected timing inflated her ego.
As if boasting that the famous Yun Woo Yeon anchor was coming to see her, Kang Da Hee waved her hand haughtily.
“Here already? Come in, our esteemed junior.”
“……”
“What are you doing? Sit down.”
Woo Yeon pressed her hat further down. Never thought she’d end up in a worse situation trying to avoid Tae Kyung.
Two men were sitting beside her.
“I didn’t know you had guests.”
“Oh, these guys? Don’t mind them. Just some younger friends.”
“Senior.”
“Sit down. Unless you’re ignoring me.”
Her voice was sharp, betraying a hint of vulnerability.
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Having no choice, she sat opposite Kang Da Hee. Da Hee smiled broadly and offered her a drink, but Woo Yeon firmly refused.
“I drove here.”
Of course, this was the same blatant lie she had used on Tae Kyung. Although she had a few drinks over there, her heavily intoxicated senior was unlikely to notice.
“What?”
“I have to drive, so I can’t drink.”
As Kang Da Hee gulped down her drink, pouting her red lips, she glanced over.
“Call a driver. It’s not hard.”
“Senior.”
“Yun Woo Yeon.”
They called each other at the same time, but Woo Yeon was the one who had to respond first. She took a deep breath and then exhaled thinly.
“Yes.”
“Be honest with me. You didn’t just climb up there on your own, did you?”
Woo Yeon found it ridiculous to comprehend what Kang Da Hee meant so instantly, but it was even more absurd to denigrate someone in this manner.
Woo Yeon lifted her head high. What you see is what you get, and she and Kang Da Hee, who once clinched the main anchor spot at UBC Broadcasting, were fundamentally different.
The smirk hanging on her lips was a gift exclusively for her senior Da Hee at this moment.
“Senior still thinks I stole her position.”
Kang Da Hee laughed sloppily, exchanging glances with the man on her right and wiping her eyebrow.
“See? She’s just so unlucky.”
Though it was a gesture seeking agreement, the man didn’t say a word upon making eye contact with Woo Yeon.
Quickly emptying her glass, the man refilled her drink, but Woo Yeon snatched the bottle from him.
She politely filled Da Hee’s empty glass.
The main anchor position changed long ago, yet Da Hee still couldn’t escape the inferiority complex of a loser.
That’s why Woo Yeon put up with her, calling her out late at night to vent.
Because someday she, too, will have to step down from the top.
Having what she desired, but always feeling fearful and sensitive – at least Da Hee would understand that.
It was when she was touching the slightly bulged area below her ear. Da Hee’s drunken babble, as always, was no exception tonight.
“Evil woman.”
“……”
“Vicious woman.”
“……”
That’s enough. Da Hee seemed to hit a frenzy button at this point, getting fiercely agitated and growling.
……One, two, three!
“How dare you, a nobody, take my place! What’s so great about you? I made you! I created you! Do you get it?”
The drink she had filled splashed through the air, but Woo Yeon, accustomed to it, dodged gracefully.
The men accompanying Da Hee were more startled than Woo Yeon, whose face showed no surprise.
She brushed her slightly damp hair behind her ear.
“Senior.”
Despite Woo Yeon’s icily cold voice, Da Hee didn’t seem to grasp the subtly changed atmosphere.
So she snapped back rudely.
“What?”
“Are you still seeing Mr. Shin Jin Seok, the chairman of Cheongil Group?”
“What?”
Da Hee’s fall from the 9 o’clock news main anchor spot was straightforward.
The chairman’s wife personally ordered the director to do so, who had elevated her to that position.
Whether their relationship was an affair or true love didn’t matter to Woo Yeon.
In any case, Da Hee had taken the main anchor position through improper means and fell from it as disgracefully as her actions were dirty and vile.
She could have been ousted from the broadcasting station forever, but she remained part of UBC, either out of the director’s consideration or perhaps Chairman Shin’s final act of kindness.
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Widening her eyes in evident panic, Kang Da Hee glared at Woo Yeon.
“You, you… what do you mean by that?”
Woo Yeon still wore a mocking smile.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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