His warm breath tickled Lajin’s lips. Then, it softly touched, lingered even deeper. In an instant, everything before Lajin’s eyes sparkled white.
‘Just one more minute, no, just 10 more seconds,’ she cried out, letting time slip away. If Haeun’s call hadn’t come, they might still have been together.
With steps that wouldn’t separate, they jokingly declared resignation and retirement to each other. Then, without anyone saying who first, they exchanged a deep kiss, exchanging even deeper regret.
“Take care.”
“I love you.”
Lajin held his large hand, escorting him to the entrance as he headed to work. From his empty house to the shooting location not long after, then to the hospital where his mother was. He returned to his house to drop off the remaining luggage, leaving a note that he would be back soon.
Saturday morning, a long bridge with a view of the sea, arriving at Incheon Airport after a long drive.
Haeun, whose face was full of vitality due to her first overseas trip, and Lajin, perhaps because it was their first journey together, felt the same excitement.
“We’ve arrived.”
“Yes. Thank you for your hard work.”
As the door of the large van opened smoothly and Lajin stood up, suddenly, Inyoung appeared.
“Lajin.”
“!”
Why is Kim Yujun here…?
As sunlight poured down over his right head, Lajin, blinded, approached the door as he came closer. Why would he appear at this time? Maybe he came to see them off?
Lajin stared at Kim Yujun with a posture that was neither completely standing nor sitting.
“Why are you frozen like this?”
Did she make her expression too obvious? At his cool remark, Lajin awkwardly took her seat.
“You suddenly appeared. It startled me.”
“Was it too much of a surprise?”
“…….”
There’s a limit to surprising someone. Plans to stroll around with Haeun, visits to the duty-free shop, sweet conversations with Jiho before boarding. In an instant, she was hit by a thunderbolt.
“It’s disappointing. You don’t seem happy to see me.”
At this moment, who is expressing disappointment to whom? Already, a person who claimed to be busy wouldn’t come out for no reason. Sensing something ominous, Lajin clenched her fist on the back of her hand.
“Are you on a business trip?”
“You ask so quickly. I came to the airport because I’m on a business trip.”
“Where to?”
“More importantly, why are you two going to stay together like this?”
Kim Yujun’s gaze turned to Haeun and the bodyguard.
In fact, because Kim Yujun was standing there when the car door opened, Haeun was forced to sit down. That was the same for Minjin’s bodyguard. They didn’t even have the chance to ask if it was okay to get down when they missed the timing.
“I’ll wait outside.”
When the rigid bodyguard hurriedly got off, Ha-eun, who was forcibly sitting down, quickly grabbed her bag.
“Wait. Did you say she’s the stylist?”
“Yes, yes?”
Avoiding Kim Yujun, Haeun, who was about to leave, was suddenly caught. Lajin, as if protecting Haeun, quickly stood up.
“Oppa, people are staring. Close the door when Haeun leaves.”
“Yes. Ms. Actor.”
Quick-witted Haeun leaped out of the car to avoid Kim Yujun. The cold, if not sharp, gaze of the man stared blatantly at Haeun.
Why is he suddenly showing interest in Haeun? Could it be that he wants to drive her away like a manager?
Even high-ranking executives like Myungjin trembled at Kim Yujun’s words; a single word from him could make someone’s desk disappear overnight. Not to mention the youngest stylist at an entertainment agency. Lajin’s heart sank. She had to somehow keep Haeun away from Kim Yujun’s attention.
“Please sit here.”
“Who… the stylist?”
“How about changing to someone else? I can attach a good foreign student to you.”
Suddenly asking to change someone who is perfectly fine. Harsh words erupted from her as if a storm was brewing.
“All of a sudden?”
“The look in her eyes is annoying. Those kinds of people always stab you in the back.”
She was on the verge of blurting out, ‘You do it then.’ Lajin turned her eyes beyond the driver’s seat to control her fluctuating emotions.
On the long, straight road, a sky-blue airplane cut through the white clouds. As if hypnotizing herself, she kept repeating, ‘It’s okay, it’ll be okay.’
“The youngest stylist might seem unfamiliar because she covers her face. But she does her job well.”
“Just change her. I can’t stand the discomfort.”
There had never been such a sudden bolt from the blue.
Prosecutor Kang Jiho thanked the young Haeun repeatedly, using honorifics like ‘Miss Haeun.’ Suddenly, Kim Yujun appeared and wanted to fire Haeun even though she was doing well. It was humorous to talk about the difference in character here, but there was no choice but to compare them.
“Oppa said that.”
“What?”
“After finishing this drama, consider retiring.”
To protect Haeun now, she had to come up with any excuse. Commit first, remedy later.
“The drama has just started, and it’s difficult to coordinate with strangers.”
“So?”
“I might quit after a few months. I’ll stay by your side until then.”
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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