‘So breathtaking at first sight, wow! If I wasn’t married, I might have made a move.’
The man, who perfectly matched Ji Woo’s description, was now standing and looking at Woo Yeon. And those were the same eyes she had locked with for three seconds earlier.
A feeling of being frozen overcame her.
Simultaneously, a memory surfaced. Captured by a feeling so familiar, Woo Yeon felt breathless, just like that time seven years ago.
There had been only two instances in Woo Yeon’s life where she met people who made her feel utterly insignificant.
Those who overwhelmed her with their presence to the point where she couldn’t speak, each cell vibrantly recalling the chilling memory.
This man was one of them.
The feeling was so terrible that she had completely erased the memory of the man afterward.
Or at least, she thought she had. But only today did she learn his name, the man she had seen that day.
If she had known they would meet again, perhaps she would have snapped back at him then.
It took exactly six seconds for Woo Yeon to recall the man she had briefly seen seven years ago.
It’s odd how she could instantly remember a man she saw only briefly seven years ago when she sometimes couldn’t recall what she did yesterday.
He hadn’t changed from that arrogant demeanor.
If anything had changed, it wasn’t Cha Tae Kyung, but Yoon Woo Yeon herself.
Woo Yeon straightened her neck and called out his name with a clear voice.
“CEO Cha Tae Kyung?”
Tae Kyung furrowed his brows seriously as he was about to return the phone to its owner.
In the late afternoon, he had come for a blind date and accidentally caught the gaze of a woman at a nearby table from afar.
It was a dull and boring moment, and he thought he’d use it for a brief diversion, but her face seemed strangely familiar.
It must be a mistaken impression.
He was just about to pass by, but when the woman got up and moved, he found himself following her without realizing it.
He must have wanted to confirm, he concluded, though it really wasn’t necessary to go this far.
‘Idiot.’
He cursed inwardly. He felt pathetic for being swayed by a woman and chasing after her.
“Thank you.”
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Intending to quickly return the phone he had picked up first in response to the woman’s greeting, Tae Kyung felt his mood sour.
The two-line message on the screen clearly mentioned his mother’s and his own name.
Was she a reporter?
The constant attention from people wherever he went always brought him an unbearable level of irritation.
He stood straight and looked ahead.
Check and recheck.
It seemed like she was someone he was seeing for the first time, yet strangely familiar.
Was that why his gaze was drawn to her?
To confirm where they had met?
His gaze grew more intense. The unfamiliar woman was as close as if only a door separated them. Like everyone else she had faced, she seemed slightly stiff.
This gave him more time to leisurely observe the woman before him.
Puffed forehead, sharp nose, lips neither too large nor too small, flushed as much as dried rose petals.
She wore a sky-blue blouse, an H-line skirt, and black shoes, but what really caught his attention was her thin, pale ankles.
Tae Kyung inwardly sneered, never having paid attention to such trivialities before.
What was he even doing?
He had returned to his homeland just a month after weaning from his mother’s milk.
It was ridiculous that he had to find a woman to marry as soon as he returned, but he couldn’t afford to waste more time.
While thinking this, the woman spoke.
“Good afternoon, CEO. I’m Yoon Woo Yeon, an anchor from UBC Broadcasting.”
Tae Kyung gave a faint smile at Woo Yeon’s introduction. Ah, an anchor?
He wondered where he had seen her, then realized it wasn’t in real life, but on the television, and let out a short laugh. He straightened his back and asked coldly.
“How do you know me?”
“The industry is small, CEO.”
Woo Yeon grinned. Yet Tae Kyung didn’t laugh.
“So, you plan to release a story about me and my mother without my permission?”
She seemed too relaxed for someone caught in the act.
“Permission is necessary.”
“How will you get it?”
Tae Kyung’s eyebrows rose as he looked at Woo Yeon. Even knowing that her message content had been exposed, her brazenness was sky-high.
“By persuasion, if necessary.”
“Persuasion… Alright, do your best.”
Woo Yeon smiled.
Not a pure smile, but a strictly businesslike one. His mood soured again, but the woman didn’t back down.
“Yes, I will. So, CEO, if you have some time…”
“I don’t have time to spare for you.”
“If you’re busy this week…”
Tae Kyung cut her off again.
His expression turned ruthlessly cold, showing no courtesy towards the other person. He recalled the name she had uttered just moments ago.
Yoon Woo Yeon. The woman’s name was as familiar as her face.
Yoon Woo Yeon was known as the most popular anchor in South Korea.
He vaguely remembered a business associate who was a fan of hers. He didn’t like that fact at all.
She would have definitely caught his eye if they had just coincidentally met, being an enchanting woman, but her overt attitude and hidden intentions were annoying.
He subtly scratched under his chin with his fingertips.
“You’re an anchor, right?”
“Yes.”
“But why do you behave so pathetically?”
“Excuse me?”
“Trying to steal someone’s time, almost like you have a crush on me.”
“…….”
“You should maintain some dignity.”
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Only then did Tae Kyung return the phone to Woo Yeon.
As she let out a disbelieving laugh, Tae Kyung walked past her and disappeared into the restroom, as if his original business had not been with Yoon Woo Yeon but rather in this direction.
His steps were excessively brisk and cold.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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