“I hurried, so my hands are sweaty. Can I hold your arm?”
Rather than holding hands, it was better to grab onto the clothes.
“However you like. But like this.”
Kim Yujun’s hand unfolded on Lajin’s hand, which was clenched in a fist.
This wasn’t just touching hands but bodies as well. Lajin couldn’t endure it and subtly twisted her body. Just a tiny bit so that Kim Yujun wouldn’t notice.
“If there’s something you want, tell me.”
“I don’t want anything. I just want this moment.”
The capricious Kim Yujun began his prepared speech to melt Lajin’s ears.
A generous two hours ahead. If she endured that time, she would hear news of emergency arrest at the airport regarding Oh Jonghyuk. She could say as much sweet talk as she wanted at this level.
“Look at this side.”
A green spectacle contrasting with the white wall.
A piece depicting a Japanese-style garden captured Lajin’s gaze.
“Do you like it?”
“Yes. It feels like receiving a gift.”
“You made the right decision to come.”
Kim Yujun’s laughter sounded warmer than usual, as if they were affectionate lovers.
“This parrot painting is also nice.”
Already moving on to the second one? She had to somehow endure two hours without changing locations. The news of Oh Jonghyuk being urgently arrested at the airport would be better heard while extending the time at the gallery. That way, she could go straight home without being led around by Kim Yujun elsewhere.
Nodding at Kim Yujun’s words, Lajin turned her eyes. She released her fist, completely approaching the painting she liked better.
Even though she could feel Kim Yujun’s gaze on her forehead, she continued to express admiration. Why this painting was good, how it resembled the flowers she saw in Myungjin’s garden.
At that time when Lajin was babbling without order, Prosecutor Kang Jiho suddenly crossed her mind.
What if it were Prosecutor Kang Jiho instead of Kim Yujun?
How would it feel to hold that person’s hand and stand in front of this painting? Maybe it would be different without having to chatter about it. She unexpectedly wanted to experience the future he mentioned, where they would come together.
Lajin was absorbed in heavy thoughts while looking at the peaceful painting. At that moment, a deep voice woke her up.
“Do you like it that much? Want to hang it at home?”
“No, thanks. I’ve seen enough.”
It was already uncomfortable thinking that Kim Yujun might suddenly buy the high-priced painting for her. Lajin moved slowly, uttering just enough, maintaining discretion.
Passing by the colorful parrot, between elegant vases and silk fish paintings. Lajin glanced at the watch on her wrist.
If she waited for another 30 minutes, news of a major incident would come, and then should she act surprised? Would it be more awkward if she acted too exaggeratedly, and Kim Yujun was there to help? Since she couldn’t understand Kim Yujun’s mind, it was difficult to gauge where the line was drawn.
“After dinner, what do you want to do? Is there something you want?”
“What about Director-nim?”
“Lajin, are you my secretary?”
“?
“Repeating the title of the director so diligently. Between us.”
Lajin chuckled and effortlessly spoke. For today, she could freely address him as “Oppa.”
“What does Oppa want to do?”
“Do you want to see the night view?”
“Where?”
“You’ll know when we get there.”
She wasn’t curious about the next destination. After all, they would soon part ways. With a smile, Lajin headed to the last exhibition hall.
In a moment when she was commenting, “It’s cute,” while looking at a painting with five puppies lined up.
The urgent sound of high heels echoed through the quiet exhibition hall. Suppressing her excited heart, Lajin deliberately released Kim Yujun’s arm.
“Director-nim.”
The quiet yet breath-taking voice of the current branch manager reached her ears. As Lajin turned her head, she locked eyes with the current branch manager in mid-air.
The branch manager swallowed the words he was about to say in a hurry, approaching Kim Yujun and whispering in his ear.
Whispering in front of people, how risky it was.
As usual, Lajin turned her back, pretending not to be interested in Kim Yujun’s affairs. Then, wanting to know how Oh Jonghyuk got caught, she perked up her ears.
“Oh Jonghyuk? Where?”
‘Has he finally been caught?’
The moment Oh Jonghyuk’s name was heard, Lajin’s heart pounded like that of a teenage girl.
Luxury-logoed short-sleeved T-shirt, one arm wrapped with a diamond-studded watch shining against the burnt-brown forearm. Wearing sunglasses like a celebrity, Oh Jonghyuk extended his boarding pass.
“Could you show me your passport?”
At the airline employee’s words, Oh Jonghyuk casually dropped his passport.
“Don’t you see it? First class.”
When departing, he received abundant hospitality just by showing the ticket. It annoyed him that they carefully examined his passport when checking in luggage. ‘All because of that bag?’
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
