Ziiiiing.
Waking up at the familiar vibrating sound, Wooyeon, who had been tossing and turning, opened her eyes slightly.
Seeing that it was still dark outside, it was apparent that the call to Taekyung had come from someone in quite a hurry.
“Sleep a little more. I’ll answer the phone and be back.”
Taekyung, who had been holding her all night, also seemed to have just woken up at the vibration sound. As Wooyeon nodded her head in acknowledgment of his words, he picked up his phone and gave her a short kiss on the forehead.
The two of them had just returned from their honeymoon last week. Although they expected to be busy catching up on work upon returning to Korea, reality was much harsher than they had imagined.
Wooyeon, who had to busily run around with a new program, and Taekyung, who had to sit alone on the company’s command tower on the summit of a famous mountain, deciding important matters all by himself.
24 hours in a day were simply insufficient.
It seemed like if she wanted to run around busily from the morning, it would be good to get a good night’s sleep, even if she had to sleep until dawn.
Wooyeon, who tried to go back to sleep, eventually couldn’t hold out for more than a few minutes and opened her eyes.
The framed painting on the opposite wall caught her attention.
Wooyeon, who recently developed an interest in paintings, even deliberately looked up news from the art world these days.
“Ugh.”
Because she had already woken up both physically and mentally due to the heavy reason of wanting more sleep, she lightly put on a robe over her underwear.
As she tied the belt, when she came out of the bedroom, Taekyung, who was about to go to the bathroom, noticed Wooyeon and approached her.
While aligning their lips for a light kiss, he affectionately asked, “Did you wake up because of me?”
“I just woke up. I thought I might drink some warm tea.”
“Stay here. I’ll make you a cup and then leave.”
“Was there something urgent at work?”
“I have this much leeway.”
After laughing gracefully, he gently stroked Wooyeon’s cheek, then walked towards the dining room.
Taekyung opened the familiar drawer and took out the tea bag of quince tea that Wooyeon enjoyed drinking.
After boiling water in a tumbler purchased in Spain and steeping the tea bag, a refreshing tea fragrance quickly wafted up.
Watching Taekyung busy moving around, Wooyeon, without saying a word, sat in front of the long marble bar.
“If you come to work early in the morning like this, will you get a higher salary from the chairman?”
She threw in a playful joke.
Smiling, Taekyung, who chuckled, deliberately turned the handle towards Wooyeon and carefully placed it on the bar.
“Ask for more. I’ll grant it. How about having lunch together later?”
“Do you have time?”
“I’ll check.”
“Yeah. Then let’s go into the company, and let me know around lunchtime.”
“Take your time drinking.”
This time, too, without forgetting, Taekyung kissed Wooyeon on the lips, gently, and went to wash. Watching his back as he rushed inside, Wooyeon soaked in the happy feeling.
Whether their eyes met or not, whether he approached first or not, Taekyung, who always came close and kissed her, was adorable.
“Senior, take a breather and work.”
As I lifted my eyes from the newspaper that I had been immersed in all morning, my junior Woosik was there.
Originally, according to the plan, Wooyeon’s seat should now be in the announcer’s office, not the anchor room. However, thanks to the consideration of the newsroom, she could continue using the same seat she used before.
Wooyeon, somewhat stiffening her neck, checked the clock on the wall.
It’s already lunchtime.
Woosik’s arm reached over the office partition, offering a throat candy.
“Do you have lunch plans?”
“Yeah, sorry.”
“You don’t need to apologize for that. By the way, Reporter Yeom was looking for you earlier.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yes. I think she’s still in the reporters’ room. She’s the type to skip lunch and just work.”
“That’s a problem. Okay, I’ll go see her.”
Wooyeon left the anchor room and headed to the reporters’ room.
Although she didn’t intend to eavesdrop, she ended up hearing the entire conversation when he was talking on the phone with his ex-wife.
To Reporter Yeom, who quickly hung up the phone with embarrassment, Wooyeon deliberately blinked more.
“Why? You could have talked more.”
“It’s okay. It’s nothing.”
“It doesn’t seem like nothing. She seemed to suggest watching a movie together quietly over the weekend.”
“…You heard that?”
“Didn’t you?”
“Why did you come!”
“You were looking for me.”
“Oh, right.”
Only then did Reporter Yeom remember and discreetly handed over documents that she had secretly investigated.
Wooyeon, as expected, couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.
“Read it, and I’ll give you an answer by the end of the day.”
“Fine. By the way, you’ve been visiting Yeonwoo often these days?”
“Yes.”
“How is it?”
Wooyeon, who knew his intention from the beginning, could only smile deeply at this moment.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
