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In black leggings and a tight sports top barely covering her navel, Woo Yeon attracted the gaze of everyone in the gym to her enchanting figure.
Regardless.
Woo Yeon was on her 43rd minute of running. She considered speeding up but received a call from reporter Yeom. She pressed the machine’s stop button and wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead.
“Yes, Reporter Yeom.”
[Dash] I heard from the chief. You’re going ahead with the interview with the CEO of Brighton Airlines?“Yes.”
[Dash] He agreed?“He did.”
[Dash] On what basis? Did you tell him it could be unfavorable for Myeongsan?
“Of course.”
[Dash] And he still readily agreed?“There’s no reason not to. It’s his chance to make a statement if he’s going to be a contender for the group’s leadership.”
[Dash] I see. Well, it’s great for us. So, when is it scheduled?“It’s not set yet. I have to be ready to jump as soon as he contacts me.”
Yeom sighed lowly after hearing her determined words.
[Dash] You’re not going alone this time, are you?“No, I got permission to bring everyone, from the camera director to two staff members.”
[Dash] So he’s a bit more decent than other guys?“Yes. So, don’t worry, and focus on your work. I can take care of my safety.”
“Yes, arrogant Yoon Woo Yeon signing off.”
Woo Yeon had built a solid rapport with reporter Yeom since her early days as a junior anchor. Their friendly conversation left a smile on her face.
Everything was set, from the chief’s approval to the camera director’s readiness.
Now, she just needed to hear from Tae Kyung.
His last words lingered in her heart.
“Alright. But I have a condition.”
“What kind?”
“We’ll talk after the broadcast goes smoothly.”
…What would he ask for?
Woo Yeon took a big gulp of water and prepared to resume her running.
Ding.
The message on her phone was from Tae Kyung, the one she had been waiting for all week.
She quickly left the gym.
The interview took place at the Brighton Hotel, where he was staying.
In a black suit with a dark-colored tie, his sensual appearance seemed even more glamorous.
Throughout her questions, Tae Kyung never faltered. He seemed born with an air of perfection, effortlessly composed in everything.
Woo Yeon always avoided rigid interviews. She believed in interviewing people, not machines or robots, so creating a comfortable atmosphere was paramount.
Most people she interviewed were nervous or unnatural, but Cha Tae Kyung was exceptionally different.
It was amusing. Had this man known from the beginning that he would be a contender for the chaebol leadership?
How could he not be nervous at all?
Woo Yeon decided to cut the interview short.
“Let’s take a short break.”
It was solely a consideration for Tae Kyung. While the staff bustled around, Woo Yeon struck up a conversation with him.
It wasn’t anything special. As she had said, part of her job was to make the interviewee feel more at ease by building rapport.
“CEO, you’re quite unique. Usually, for these types of interviews, there are coordinators and makeup artists constantly by your side.”
Tae Kyung gulped down the orange juice in front of him.
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“I can’t stand anyone touching my face.”
“Is that because you know you’re good-looking? It seems more like confidence that you don’t need it.”
“What about you, Yoon Woo Yeon?”
“What do you mean?”
“Knowing that you’re pretty.”
It was a comment she had heard countless times, even if it wasn’t for broadcasting work. Despite the residual warmth of his smile, Woo Yeon skillfully handled it.
“It’s thanks to that I’ve come this far. Of course, it’s not all about looks.”
Tae Kyung slightly lifted the corners of his lips. His dark eyes were once again blatantly interwoven with her gaze.
“Have you thought about what I said? You easily agreed without even knowing what I’d ask.”
“…”
“You seem overly cautious as if I’d do something reckless.”
“No, it’s not that.”
Woo Yeon pretended not to notice his gaze and read the script with questions. She believed that Cha Tae Kyung wouldn’t be like those low-quality chaebol men who demand physical favors from announcers.
Maybe the young Yoon Woo Yeon, who misinterpreted his question ‘Do you want to go up?’ seven years ago and hastily left, was too impulsive.
But on second thought, it was quite absurd to trust him. It seemed clear that Cha Tae Kyung was still a dangerous man.
His entire demeanor suggested it, and she was disappointed in herself for being shaken every time their gazes intertwined.
“Yoon Anchor.”
At the camera director’s signal, Woo Yeon readjusted her posture for the interview. Tae Kyung too indicated to proceed as it was.
Woo Yeon confidently initiated the conversation.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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