Concerned about the slightly thin physique and wondering if it had been eating properly, Ga-eul headed to the nearby convenience store. Then, she began searching for something suitable for the cat to eat.
She found it.
Smiling broadly after quickly paying for the cat food, Ga-eul returned to the gallery entrance.
Remarkably, the cat seemed to understand her words as it raised its fur, avoiding unfamiliar individuals and waiting for Ga-eul in the same spot. Seeing this, Ga-eul quickened her steps toward the cat.
‘…I want to take you and take care of you.’
Ga-eul, with an adorable yet slightly pitiful smile, quickly opened a can of cat food, wondering if the hungry kitten would be interested.
Whether it was really hungry or not, the cat emptied the can in an instant. Then, as if afraid that someone would approach after the meal, it swiftly walked to the back of the gallery to hide.
Seeing the cat only eat and run, Ga-eul couldn’t help but chuckle and neatly cleaned up after them.
After disposing of the trash and returning, she encountered him coming out of the gallery this time.
Stopping his steps and widening his eyes for a moment, Ki-tae quickly approached Ga-eul.
“What were you doing?”
Whether it was strange for him to be outside instead of coming in, Ki-tae asked. Ga-eul pointed to the back of the gallery and replied.
“I was playing with a cat. Since it seemed to be without a mother, I fed it a little.”
“A cat?”
Ki-tae’s gaze followed Ga-eul’s gaze toward the back of the gallery. However, the cat had disappeared long ago.
“CEO, have you finished all the business you had inside the gallery? Would you like to go back in?”
“Yeah.”
Simultaneously with the answer, Ki-tae turned his head back to Ga-eul and affectionately asked.
“Why did you come out? I was going to come and get you.”
“Just taking a break and getting some fresh air. I woke up early.”
“Is that so?”
Ki-tae naturally took Ga-eul’s hand. Then, feeling the touch of the ring, he chuckled and brought her hand to his mouth. Pressing his lips and then raising the corners of his mouth, he softly whispered to Ga-eul.
“It suits you well. You’re beautiful, Yoon Ga-eul.”
“I like it.”
“Really?”
While holding Ga-eul’s hand, Ki-tae led her towards the parking lot.
“I like it too. The ring, and Yoon Ga-eul who wears it.”
They had a late lunch.
When asked what she wanted to eat, she modestly mentioned that she wanted simple Korean food, and they arrived at a nearby Korean restaurant.
The food came quickly, and they were in the midst of their meal.
“What else do you like?”
“I eat everything without discrimination.”
“Yeah, you used to say that before.”
“Hehe… Yes.”
“But still, there must be something you like or dislike more among them.”
“Oh, but, I don’t prefer Vietnamese food. It’s not that I can’t eat it… it just doesn’t suit my taste. And if I have to pick something I like more, I love Korean and Western food the most.”
“Anything else? Yoon Ga-eul, you also like sweet things.”
“Yes, that’s true. Actually, I prefer snacks more than meals.”
Ga-eul smiled playfully as she answered.
“And?”
“Well… Anything else?”
Today, his questions seemed to be more persistent than usual.
While he sporadically asked questions, I tended to be indifferent to others, perhaps due to my naturally unconcerned nature. But today, he started bombarding me with questions, one after another.
Now, the question relay about food was in full swing.
At first, Ga-eul calmly answered Ki-tae’s incessant questions. However, as the questioning continued, she looked at him with a puzzled expression. He had already put down his utensils long ago. In fact, he seemed more preoccupied with something other than eating.
Just staring at her as if he was curious only about what she would answer, Ga-eul finally questioned him.
“Why are you asking so many questions today?”
Ki-tae, upon hearing Ga-eul’s question, chuckled and stroked his chin. The meal was clearly on the back burner.
“I’m curious about what’s going on in that little head of yours. From trivial tastes to what you’re thinking right now.”
“Suddenly?”
“Because I can’t understand a single thing in your mind, you’ve been making yourself nervous. I still have a lot to learn about you.”
“Oh, so…”
Ga-eul couldn’t come up with a proper answer to Ki-tae’s words.
His words touched her somewhat and made her contemplate them again.
Then, Ki-tae opened his mouth again.
“Again.”
“…?”
“Now, I want to know even the trivial things about Yoon Ga-eul.”
From this point, Ki-tae began to spit out unhesitant words.
“If you discover something delicious while passing by, would Yoon Ga-eul like it? Or when you see beautiful clothes, would you be curious about Yoon Ga-eul wearing them?”
“…”
“Is this a severe case?”
At Ki-tae’s question, Ga-eul, who had widened her eyes for a moment, raised her gaze to him.
She gently bit her lower lip as their eyes met.
There was no trace of a smile on his face as he spoke such words.
It was so sincere that it made her heart flutter even more.
On the day of the exhibition, Ga-eul headed to the gallery at the opening time.
As she had informed her acquaintances in advance about the exhibition schedule, she expected visits from friends, including classmates like Jua and Dojin, and even Yeonwoo.
She told them that her paintings were a bit inside the booth.
When Ga-eul arrived at the gallery entrance, perfectly on time for the opening, she paused for a moment. From afar, Jua and Dojin were calling her name, waving their hands vigorously.
Smiling broadly as she waited, they quickly reached the front of the gallery.
Jua and Dojin, who had almost run to get there, greeted her with panting breaths.
“Yoon Ga-eul. Your second exhibition already?”
“Yeah. Thank you for coming again, Jua.”
“What are you talking about? Of course, we should come. Congratulations. Looking forward to this exhibition too.”
Ga-eul exchanged greetings with Dojin, whom she hadn’t seen in a while.
“Ga-eul. Congratulations.”
“Yeah. Thank you, Oppa. It feels like it’s been a while since I’ve seen you.”
“Haha. Yeah. Instead of standing here, shouldn’t we go inside first?”
When Dojin suggested going inside to see the paintings, Ga-eul, Jua, and Dojin entered the gallery.
Ga-eul had already received information from Director Park about which section her paintings would be displayed. Therefore, until she reached the booth where her paintings were to be exhibited, she planned to leisurely appreciate the works of other artists.
TS Gallery had many skilled artists, making the exhibition enjoyable to explore.
However, when Ga-eul set foot in the main booth, her eyes widened, and she froze.
“…Huh? Why are my paintings displayed here?”
The main space was reserved for no artist’s painting. It was an implicit policy of TS Gallery.
Although everyone worked hard on their art, the gallery was ruthless in selecting paintings for the main space, even if they were from affiliated artists. In such a place, all six of her paintings were hanging prominently at the center of the main booth.
“What is this? Why…”
Ga-eul was surprised, her mouth agape.
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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