The stares sticking to her cheeks were embarrassingly intimate. 태경, who had been consistently cynical, called 우연 with a voice that left a significant aftertaste.
Both the director and the chief alternately looked at 우연 and 태경.
Knowing this, 우연 still tried to ignore the focused gazes.
“Yes, Representative.”
His dark and deep eyes stared intently at her.
“Blue suits you well.”
That was all 태경 said.
The only thing he could say to someone trying to leave was ‘Blue suits you well.’
She tried to respond naturally but couldn’t think of anything to say next, so she just slightly bowed her head and quickly left the director’s office.
“Sigh.”
Her breath became irregular as it all came out in a rush.
By the time she regained her senses, she was annoyed.
Playing with people as a hobby, is it?
She returned to the dressing room and irritably changed her clothes. Tossing aside the ocean-blue dress, she picked out a white jacket and white pants.
Normally, she would fit outfits at five in the afternoon, but today, due to a different pre-recording, she had changed earlier.
To the stylist, she casually mentioned she just changed her mind.
Leaving the dressing room, she headed straight out.
“Senior. Where are you going?”
Ignoring 우식’s call from behind, she left the broadcasting station and headed to her favorite café.
Intending to cool her head and get some fresh air, but the vividly remembered nocturnal play tormented her.
She sipped the hastily ordered tea, burning her tongue without realizing its heat.
“Ouch, hot.”
Why was it like this, really?
She laughed at herself, thinking ‘I must be crazy,’ repeatedly.
Known for her exceptional ability to restrain emotions, so much so that she was teased as being robotic, she felt clumsy only in front of that man.
It was when she was tucking a stray hair behind her ear.
She inadvertently looked up, and outside the window, cherry blossoms fluttered.
Ah, it was spring.
The streets were covered in falling petals, scattered in all directions by the wind.
She had never experienced a spring so painfully beautiful, yet she wished to grasp it at least once.
“It’s pretty.”
The sigh that followed her casual exclamation weighed heavily with bitterness, sinking her mood.
She no longer wanted to be drowned in unfamiliar emotions. Pulling out an old notebook, she began writing, as if by habit.
Becoming an announcer was about believing in the power of words.
And she believed in the power of writing as much as words.
Her smooth handwriting faltered just at his name.
“Why is it like this, really?”
Regaining her senses, 우연 looked out the window again. The world was still colored with wind-blown petals. It was just as she was about to turn away, unable to find more words.
Like a lie, 태경 approached.
A brown suit ill-suited for spring, neatly combed hair, a red tie around his neck.
Not fitting for spring, but he was still captivating, shining more than the vibrant petals. Approaching right before 우연, he spoke.
The moment their eyes met, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted.
“Why do you keep catching my eye?”
What does that mean?
I was here first, and the Representative came later.
우연 looked up at him with a bewildered expression.
“Did I catch the Representative’s eye?”
“If you caught my eye, isn’t that why I’m talking to you now?”
“Then just pass by. It’s easy to ignore, so why bother acknowledging me?”
“It’s hard to ignore, considering how deep our night together was.”
“…….”
“It seems it was only deep for me, and that’s why I’m angry.”
우연 was getting increasingly irritated. She felt suffocated, not knowing what he wanted.
She retorted out of spite.
“Do you have more to say?”
“You changed your clothes?”
“Yes?”
“Maybe because I said blue suits you.”
“No. It has nothing to do with you, Representative. It’s my personal whim.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”
“Does that whim include me too?”
“…….”
“The way 윤우연 looks at me seems good one day and very bad the next.”
“It seems mutual.”
He touched his nose.
“Why am I so irritated?”
Though saying he was irritated, what he actually showed was a fleeting smile.
This discordance made 우연 sweep her face with her hand. She no longer wanted to indulge in this kind of emotional expenditure.
She changed the subject.
“When did you leave?”
“About 5 minutes after 윤우연?”
“……The director and chief might have misunderstood again.”
“Possibly?”
It was he who asked why she kept catching his eye, but now she wanted to ask first.
Why is he always where she goes?
“Are you following me?”
He laughed.
“Why? Planning to sue me for stalking?”
“That depends on your answer, Representative.”
He sat down opposite 우연 nonchalantly as if saying, ‘do as you please.’
The café was quiet on a weekday afternoon. She usually sat in a corner, drinking coffee alone, not attracting much attention.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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