Date Me! (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 1
The roulette spun round and round before stopping, pointing directly at Lee I Na.
Since they had coincidentally decided to play Truth or Dare, Lee I Na gave an awkward smile toward Jung Hoon’s friends.
The friend sitting next to Jung Hoon asked first.
“I’ll start with an easy question. When was your last kiss?”
“Ah… yesterday.”
When Lee I Na answered shyly, her friends let out “Ooh!” sounds and tapped the table.
“Is Jung Hoon good at kissing?”
At the next friend’s question, Lee I Na gave an awkward smile and nodded slightly.
Her friends once again made “Ooh!” noises and gave Jung Hoon thumbs-up.
But unlike them, who were enjoying themselves, Lee I Na’s expression grew gradually more rigid.
She already disliked the sudden, unconfirmed plans—and now, playing Truth or Dare with Jung Hoon’s friends, whom she’d just met for the first time…
In this incredibly uncomfortable situation, Lee I Na reluctantly stayed seated.
Now it was Jung Hoon’s turn.
His face flushed from drinking heavily, Jung Hoon stared fixedly at Lee I Na.
Though he didn’t usually drink often, once drunk, he’d keep going until completely wasted—and when that happened, he’d become outrageously intoxicated and hurl harsh words at Lee I Na.
All that resentment had already piled up, and now, as Lee I Na watched him with a hardened expression, wondering what cruel words would spill from his mouth next, Jung Hoon opened his mouth.
“You… how many guys did you sleep with before meeting me?”
For an instant, it felt as if icy water drenched the table—everyone froze in silence.
“Hey! You lunatic! How can you ask that?”
One startled friend grabbed Jung Hoon’s shoulder.
“Why not? This is Truth or Dare! Go on, tell us—how many guys have you slept with?”
Jung Hoon, already glassy-eyed, demanded an answer from Lee I Na.
Lee I Na tightly shut her eyes.
Inside her head, she heard the sharp snap of her last thread of rationality breaking.
“Ms. Lee I Na, you don’t have to answer. He’s drunk—clearly not in his right mind.”
Another friend, flustered, tried to restrain Jung Hoon.
Lee I Na stared at Jung Hoon, then quietly picked up her handbag and stood.
She’d managed to endure three hours of this uncomfortable drinking session—but now, such vulgar and humiliating words…
There was no reason left to stay in this unpleasant setting any longer.
“What? Hey! What are you doing?”
Jung Hoon stood up too, glaring fiercely.
His friends nearby, startled, quickly pulled him back down into his seat.
Without a word, Lee I Na shot Jung Hoon one last glare before opening the door and walking out of the bar.
Outside, the chilly October wind blew through the night air.
As Lee I Na reached into her handbag for her scarf, her eyes met those of a man standing beside the bar’s entrance, on the phone.
The man, wearing a black hoodie and a baseball cap, stopped his call and stared directly at her when their eyes met.
Embarrassed by his gaze, Lee I Na wrapped the scarf around her neck and slowly began to walk away.
She and Jung Hoon had been together for nearly five months.
At a blind date arranged by a friend, she’d found Jung Hoon cheerful and well-mannered, and his persistent, attentive courtship had won her over.
Since they were both twenty-nine, she’d even considered marriage—but a month after they started dating, Jung Hoon gradually began obsessing over her.
He came to pick her up from work every day, and whenever she worked late, he’d suspect she was seeing another man and wait outside her office until she came out.
He’d once been caught secretly checking her phone.
Whenever her phone rang while they were together, he’d do anything to peek at it—and if the caller was male, he’d instantly become irrationally agitated, regardless of who it was.
He’d demand constant physical affection to confirm her love, and when she met friends, he’d either show up at the place or keep calling until she left early, eventually making her friends so uneasy they’d excuse themselves first.
As his possessiveness grew increasingly suffocating, today Jung Hoon suddenly dragged her along to meet his old high school friends.
Though painfully awkward in front of strangers, she’d forced a smile and tried to keep up with the drinking session—only for Jung Hoon to throw her the worst possible grenade.
What kind of man on earth would ask his own girlfriend how many guys she’d slept with?
Just how little had Park Jung Hoon thought of me all this time?
Did he consider me nothing more than his personal possession—something he could grip tightly and shake at will?
She’d kept tolerating his obsessive behavior, telling herself it was because he loved her too much—but now, she finally understood clearly:
Park Jung Hoon was utterly worthless trash, unfit even for recycling.
Convinced that it was truly time to end things, she walked on—when suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist from behind.
It was Jung Hoon.
Having somehow slipped out unnoticed, he glared at her, panting angrily.
“Let go.”
Lee I Na said, but Jung Hoon wouldn’t release her.
“Do you think I’m a joke? Am I really that pathetic—that you’d laugh when I ask how many guys you’ve slept with in front of my friends?”
Lee I Na asked with contempt in her eyes, and Jung Hoon gave a sharp laugh.
“What? Does it sting? How many guys exactly? Too many to even count?”
Lee I Na bit her lip hard and tried to yank her hand away—but Jung Hoon tightened his grip and dragged her along.
“Let go! Let me go!”
She shouted, but Jung Hoon refused, and passersby began glancing over curiously.
“Let go! Let me go, you lunatic!”
At that, Jung Hoon whirled around, his eyes flashing white with rage.
“What? Lunatic? Hey! Are you the crazy one here?”
Then, without mercy, he twisted Lee I Na’s wrist.
“Ahh!”
The moment a cry escaped her lips, someone grabbed Jung Hoon’s shoulder.
Jung Hoon turned irritably—and saw a stranger standing there.
It was the same man in the black hoodie Lee I Na had seen outside the bar earlier.
“Please stop this.”
At the man’s low, calm voice, Jung Hoon scowled deeply.
“Who the hell are you?”
Instead of answering, the man looked pointedly at Jung Hoon’s hand gripping Lee I Na’s wrist.
“How about you let go first, then we talk?”
“What did you say, you bastard?”
Jung Hoon shouted, and the man stared back coolly.
“Who are you calling ‘bastard’?”
“What? You little—!”
Jung Hoon shoved Lee I Na aside and swung his fist at the man.
In that instant, Jung Hoon’s flailing elbow struck Lee I Na’s mouth from behind, and she covered her lips and sank to the ground.
The man easily dodged Jung Hoon’s punch, and the heavily intoxicated Jung Hoon staggered and collapsed sideways.
Stunned, Lee I Na touched her numb lips and stared blankly at the two men.
The stranger walked toward her and offered his hand.
“Are you all right?”
But Jung Hoon roared and leapt up, swinging his fist again at the man.
Once more, the man effortlessly sidestepped, and Jung Hoon stumbled and fell over again.
“Hey! What’s going on?”
At the commotion, Jung Hoon’s friends came rushing out of the bar, alarmed.
They grabbed Jung Hoon from both sides and helped him up.
“What’s all this chaos about right now?”
They looked back and forth between Jung Hoon and the stranger.
“You’re dead, you bastard!”
Jung Hoon shoved his friends away and swung at the man again.
This time, the man didn’t dodge—he seized both of Jung Hoon’s wrists firmly.
Jung Hoon tried to pull free, but the man’s terrifying grip made his hands tremble uncontrollably.
Yet the man’s expression remained utterly unchanged as he fixed Jung Hoon with a piercing glare.
One of Jung Hoon’s watching friends grabbed the man by the collar and yelled for him to let go.
“Why don’t you get a grip on the situation?”
The man nodded toward Lee I Na, who was still seated with a hand over her mouth.
“What?”
Only then did Jung Hoon’s friends turn to look at Lee I Na.
“Your oh-so-great friend here was trying to drag this young lady away by force.”
Startled by his words, the friends looked at Lee I Na with uneasy confusion—and Lee I Na, who had been sitting dazedly until then, slowly rose to her feet.
When she touched her tingling lips, a bit of blood came away on her fingers.
It was from the cut her lips had suffered when Jung Hoon’s elbow struck her earlier.
Seeing the blood on Lee I Na’s lips, the friends fell silent and stared at Jung Hoon—while Lee I Na walked slowly toward the stranger.
Jung Hoon, in a sharp suit, contrasted starkly with the man’s casual hoodie and jeans.
Lee I Na approached the two and gestured to the man holding Jung Hoon’s wrists, asking him to let go.
The man looked at her quizzically for a moment—then immediately released his grip.
The instant the man let go, Lee I Na raised her right hand and slapped Jung Hoon across the face.
The sharp crack echoed as Jung Hoon’s head snapped sideways.
He stared at her in shock, then raised his hand as if to say, “Have you lost your mind?”—but the stranger instantly grabbed his wrist again.
“Yes. I must’ve been insane to have dated someone like you for five whole months.”
Lee I Na spat the words while glaring at Jung Hoon.
Jung Hoon’s eyes widened—so Lee I Na pulled off the ring on her finger and shoved it into the pocket of Jung Hoon’s jacket.
It was the couple’s ring Jung Hoon had insisted they get for their 100-day anniversary.
“Take this ring—and get out of my life.”
Shocked by her words, Jung Hoon’s eyes wavered.
“If you contact me or come near me after this moment, I’ll check the CCTV footage here and press charges for assault. And if you ever dare threaten to sue this gentleman here, I’ll sue you right back.”
Jung Hoon stared at Lee I Na in disbelief—while the man beside her let out a quiet chuckle, amused.
Jung Hoon’s eyes darted furiously between Lee I Na and the man.
“What? You two know each other, don’t you? Huh? Hey! Seo I Na! Have you been cheating on me? Answer me!”
Jung Hoon screamed, his eyes bloodshot.
At that, the man snorted in disbelief—and Lee I Na pinched the bridge of her nose before speaking to Jung Hoon’s friends.
“Could one of you please take him away? I’m seriously about to call the police.”
Alarmed, his friends grabbed Jung Hoon’s arms—but he shook them off and yelled at Lee I Na.
“Hey! Are you going to give me a straight answer or not? Since when have you been seeing this bastard? Huh? Do you want to die?”
As Jung Hoon roared, the man stepped forward—but Lee I Na raised her hand to stop him.
When the man looked at her, she murmured, “I’m sorry,” then walked toward Jung Hoon.
Standing directly before Jung Hoon, who glared at her with bloodshot eyes, Lee I Na fixed him with a sharp stare.
“Cheating? When did you ever give me time to cheat on you? You came to pick me up every single day! On weekends, you stuck to me like glue all day long! If I met friends, you’d follow me and wait until I left! Aside from work and sleep, you clung to me like a leech twenty-four seven—how was I supposed to breathe, let alone cheat? Is your brain filled with udon noodles?”
At Lee I Na’s final remark, the man standing nearby couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
Jung Hoon stared at her with a blank, dazed expression—so Lee I Na gestured impatiently for his friends to take him away.
They quickly dragged Jung Hoon off, and even as he was pulled away, he kept turning back to stare at Lee I Na.
After Jung Hoon and his friends disappeared, Lee I Na let out a deep sigh, feeling as if a storm had just swept through. She turned and looked at the stranger.
He turned his gaze toward her as well.
She swallowed awkwardly—and tasted the lingering blood in her mouth.
Feeling bitterness as sharp as the metallic tang of blood, Lee I Na bowed her head slightly in gratitude.
“I… I don’t even know how to thank you properly. In today’s world, for someone to step in like this over something that’s not even their own business—it really means a lot. Thank you so much.”
Instead of replying, the man picked up her scarf from the ground and handed it to her.
Lee I Na reached out awkwardly to take it—and the man removed his baseball cap.
His fair, clean skin, sharply drawn eyebrows, deep-set eyes with prominent double eyelids, and straight, refined nose combined into a strikingly handsome face. As Lee I Na studied him, her eyes narrowed slightly.
Unconsciously gazing at him as if trying to place him, she tilted her head in confusion.
“Huh? You look really familiar… Why… don’t you feel like a stranger at all?”
Hearing her murmur, the man smiled faintly and looked directly into her eyes.
“I had a feeling—but now that I see you up close, do you recognize me?”
Bewildered, Lee I Na blinked at him—so the man leaned closer and said,
“Right? Seo I Na.”
When male lead is the homewrecker
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
I’ve read the novel below twice already. Girls, I’m highly recommending it to you!
The female lead? Not a good person.
The second male lead? Not a good person.
The male lead? Willingly plays the third party, breaking up the female and second male lead’s relationship despite all the warnings from his friends—so yeah, he’s definitely not a good person either.
Basically, nobody in this novel is simple-minded or without scheming.
The female lead starts off as the male lead’s secretary, but don’t worry—later on, she takes over the company while the male lead steps back to support her. He won’t steal her spotlight, overshadow her, or dull her shine.
I love novels where men are out here snatching wigs, tearing each other down, and going to war just to win the female lead’s affection. And this is exactly that kind of novel. Most of Hai Dai Ran’s works have this dynamic. You’ll see the male characters’ emotions being pushed to the absolute extreme.
There’s even a scene where the second male lead exposes the male lead online for being a homewrecker. The brotherhood immediately gangs up on him, dragging him through the mud. I find it compelling —it completely flips reality on its head, where usually, women are the ones fighting over a man and getting torn apart by the sisterhood.
For me, female leads in the novels I read should only struggle in their careers, not in love. But if the brainless romantics in the story are all men? I have zero complaints.
I’ve pretty much read all of Hai Dai Ran’s novels and even translated all of them—her works are just my thing. I’ll slowly upload everything here. One day, when my website is official, I hope I can invite her to join as one of the star authors.
Here’s the story synopsis:
One-line summary: She is his lifelong obsession, to the point where he was willing to be a third wheel, scorned by society, just to wedge his way into her relationship with her fiancé.
Cold-hearted and indifferent female lead + Scheming and subservient CEO male lead
Intro 1:
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
With blood trickling from his clenched fist, Rong Xiu gazed at the woman before him, his eyes clouded with anguish. Hidden in the wardrobe, he had witnessed Fan Xia – the woman he desperately loved – in an intimate embrace with her fiancé. Yet his heart still yearned for her, defying all reason.
Fan Xia, the elegant and composed assistant, carried something mysterious in her eyes whenever she looked at her fiancé, Wen Lan Sheng. Strange occurrences began to surface – secret meetings with the young Gu Jin Yi, an unexplained withdrawal of 5,000 yuan… Then suddenly, her fiancé’s sister, Wen Jing, violently attacked her.
In this matriarchal society, Rong Xiu had risen to become the chairman of a powerful healthcare conglomerate, breaking through gender prejudices. But for the first time, he willingly stepped into the shadows as the other man, disregarding his friends’ warnings to become her secret lover.
Because he had discovered the truth – Fan Xia wasn’t the pure angel everyone believed her to be. And perhaps, he was the only one capable of helping her execute her mysterious plan…
Intro 2:
Rong Xiu’s biggest regret in life was missing out on Fan Xia.
He secretly loved Fan Xia for 7 years.
Watched her go public with her boyfriend.
Watched her kiss her boyfriend at their wedding.
Until that man blissfully nestled in Fan Xia’s arms, obtaining everything he could only dream of.
The crazy jealousy stripped away his hidden secret love, layer by layer, burning like wildfire.
Fan Xia, how can I have you!
【Reading and Trigger Warning Guide】
1. Female dominant, male submissive, male pregnancy
2. Male lead schemes his way to the top, male competition
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