David's Husband (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 11
“Oh no, that’s so unfair!”
Ji Hoo jumped in surprise and made a pouty face.
“I’ve already taken it. What should I do?”
Min Je laughed awkwardly. Although Ji Hoo wasn’t particularly fond of having his photo taken, Min Je hadn’t expected him to dislike it *this* much.
“Shall I delete it?”
When Min Je asked, carefully watching the boy’s expression, Ji Hoo let out a deep sigh and replied generously,
“It’s fine.”
Then he hurried off toward the mirror. Apparently, his confidence in his appearance had been so strong that seeing his toothless smile came as quite a shock.
Ha Yeon smiled as she watched the boy’s dejected back, then casually said to Min Je,
“Director, please be sure to send that photo to me too.”
Her gaze was so earnest that Min Je couldn’t help but laugh. What was so special about that photo that she’d plead so desperately?
“Sure.”
Unable to ignore her pleading eyes, he immediately sent the photo.
Upon checking it, Ha Yeon beamed happily.
“Isn’t he just adorable?”
A blush spread across her cheeks. Seeing this, Min Je suddenly found himself unable to look at Ji Hoo’s photo anymore and awkwardly cleared his throat.
As he searched his mind for a suitable reply, Ha Yeon suddenly gasped as if remembering something.
“Oh! You’re supposed to toss the lost tooth onto the roof!”
Ji Hoo, who had just checked his reflection in the mirror and was returning to the living room, overheard and asked,
“Toss the tooth onto the roof? Why?”
“They say if you throw your old tooth onto the roof, a magpie will carry it away and bring you a new one.”
While Ha Yeon kindly explained this to Ji Hoo, Min Je’s eyebrows twitched. Really believing in such superstitions in the 21st century?
“Do magpies really carry away old teeth? And what happens if you *don’t* throw it?”
Ji Hoo, hearing this for the first time, was instantly captivated. After ruffling the boy’s hair as he bombarded her with questions, Ha Yeon smiled and replied,
“Our ancestors have done this since ancient times. And if you *don’t* toss the tooth onto the roof… Hmm, well… maybe your new tooth won’t grow in?”
At Ha Yeon’s teasing explanation, Ji Hoo’s expression froze.
“My new tooth… might not grow in?”
The boy’s face clouded with shock, imagining a life forever missing his front tooth.
Hearing the conversation from the side, Min Je groaned in exasperation and pressed a hand to his forehead. Just what on earth was she teaching the kid?
“You can just go outside and toss it onto the roof. Why worry so much?”
Ha Yeon gently patted Ji Hoo’s head. Emboldened, the boy nodded firmly, eyes determined.
“Okay, let’s go toss it right now.”
Even after this decision was made, both Ha Yeon and Ji Hoo turned their gazes squarely on Min Je, making him flinch. What was *that* look for?
“Am I… supposed to come along too?”
“Of course!”
“You weren’t planning to go with us?”
Ha Yeon and Ji Hoo nearly shouted in unison. Min Je sighed briefly, watching how perfectly in sync they were—though they’d probably forgotten he’d only just walked in the door moments ago.
“Fine, I’ll go.”
At Min Je’s answer, Ha Yeon and Ji Hoo happily dashed outside. For a fleeting moment, Min Je even suspected they’d conspired to prank him.
After tossing his outerwear onto the sofa, Min Je followed them out the front door.
But something felt off about the two of them.
Just moments before, they’d been cheerful, but now both wore stiff, serious expressions.
“What’s wrong?”
Min Je asked, puzzled. In unison, as if prearranged, Ha Yeon and Ji Hoo pointed upward at the roof.
“Well, I’ll be…”
He chuckled, incredulous. It was a two-story house, of course the roof would be high.
“It looks too high—we probably can’t do it. What should we do?”
Ji Hoo’s face fell into a pout. He probably envisioned nightmares of sleeping only to wake up forever toothless.
Ha Yeon, too, grew restless—she felt responsible for what she’d said. *Why* hadn’t she remembered this house had two floors? Stupid!
Moreover, the modern-style building was simply a boxy shape; there wasn’t even a clearly discernible roof to speak of.
Should she claim the magpies had all moved to the countryside and none came here? Or just say it was impossible because the house had no proper roof? As Ha Yeon rolled her eyes, searching for the right words to tell Ji Hoo—
“I’ll do it.”
Min Je held out his hand for Ji Hoo’s lost tooth.
“Huh?”
Ha Yeon blinked, startled, and looked up at him wide-eyed.
“Don’t you think I’m the only one who can?”
He tilted his head with exaggerated arrogance. It was just tossing a single tooth onto the roof—yet he carried himself like some conquering hero.
Still, she couldn’t argue. His confidence was so striking her heart began racing. And that line—*Don’t you think I’m the only one who can?*—kept stirring up inappropriate thoughts entirely unrelated to the current situation.
So, pretending nonchalance, Ha Yeon quickly handed him Ji Hoo’s tooth.
“Here you go, then.”
Min Je took the tooth and sized up the building as if gauging distance. Just as he was about to throw—
“Ah—wait, hold on!”
Ha Yeon cried out loudly, stopping him. Min Je’s eyebrows twitched.
Catching his gaze for a split second, Ha Yeon cleared her throat and said,
“Before tossing it… you have to, um, sing a song.”
She hadn’t made it up—the tradition was real—but why did her face burn so fiercely? Embarrassed, she kept her eyes fixed solely on Ji Hoo.
“What kind of song?”
Ji Hoo’s eyes widened with curiosity.
“Well, uh—*ahem*… ‘Magpie, magpie, take this old tooth and bring a new one.’ Something like that.”
Ha Yeon felt an overwhelming urge to turn around and sprint back into the house. But she steeled herself, muttering inwardly:
*Parenting is hard. Stay calm. Meet them at eye level, meet them at eye level…*
Watching Ha Yeon’s lips twitch, Min Je bit down hard on his own to keep from laughing.
*Surely she’s not cursing…?*
Judging by her expression, she might actually be muttering some intense profanities.
“Then let’s sing it together.”
Unaware of any tension, Ji Hoo chirped brightly.
“Uh, yeah… should we?”
Still carefully avoiding Min Je’s gaze, Ha Yeon sang the song with Ji Hoo—though since Ji Hoo didn’t know the tune, it ended up being almost entirely her solo performance.
*Sigh.* From now on, she’d probably hate magpies. As she concluded the song, face pale, Min Je promptly asked—as if he’d been waiting,
“All done?”
Their eyes met. Seeing the corners of his eyes crinkled in amusement, Ha Yeon bit her lip hard.
*Damn it, I’m so embarrassed!* But she quickly composed herself and nodded.
“Yes, you can toss it now.”
He stepped back slightly, then took one large step forward and swung his arm in a full arc toward the rooftop—like a pitcher on the mound during a baseball game.
“Wow…”
Ji Hoo gazed up at Min Je in awe.
“No more worries now, right?”
Min Je smiled gently and ruffled Ji Hoo’s hair.
“Yes!”
The boy answered brightly.
“Alright, time for bed now.”
Since it was already well past Ji Hoo’s bedtime, Min Je ushered the boy back inside.
Following behind, Ha Yeon narrowed her eyes.
*Did he really throw it? It feels like he didn’t…*
No matter how she replayed it, nothing seemed to have flown from his hand. Of course, Ji Hoo’s front tooth was tiny, and distinguishing it in the dim garden would be difficult.
Yet, her intuition stubbornly insisted otherwise.
*Well… he probably has some plan.*
For now, Ha Yeon settled on that thought and helped Ji Hoo get ready for bed.
[This is the timeline separator]After Ji Hoo fell asleep, Ha Yeon came downstairs and noticed the studio door was open, so she walked over.
Min Je stood deep in thought—right in front of her *unfinished* painting!
“Oh—it’s not finished yet.”
Without realizing it, Ha Yeon blurted out and stepped in front of him, trying to block the view. She’d meant to hide her work, but since Min Je stood so close to the canvas, they ended up much nearer than intended.
His piercing, insightful eyes fixed calmly on her, and Ha Yeon flustered. His sharp gaze felt almost accusatory—*You lack talent. Is this really the best you can do?*
“It’s not even fully colored yet—you shouldn’t jump to conclusions… I planned to show it to you once it was done.”
Her words spilled out disjointedly before she lowered her eyes. She’d loved drawing since childhood, but after entering art school, she’d stopped enjoying it—the focus had shifted entirely from joy to evaluation.
She felt that same pressure now, as if he might grade her work on the spot.
“Do you believe there’s only one correct way to depict an object?”
At Min Je’s question, Ha Yeon slowly raised her head and met his gaze. She couldn’t quite grasp his intent.
“Well…”
She thought her reply sounded foolish, but seeing his eyes, her mind went blank—like a sheet of pure white paper—and no other words came.
“However an artist chooses to express something—that’s up to them, isn’t it?”
Ha Yeon nodded slowly. She’d expected Min Je to scold her, so his gentle, softened expression caught her completely off guard.
“You like butterflies, don’t you?”
Min Je asked, glancing past her shoulder. Realizing it was pointless to keep blocking the painting, Ha Yeon stepped aside and answered,
“Yes—I think no other creature emits such mysterious, iridescent light like a butterfly.”
As she moved, the incomplete painting was revealed: Ji Hoo, smiling brightly, with enormous butterfly wings spread behind him.
Min Je studied the unfinished canvas carefully. Her use of color was rather distinctive.
“Ebru? (Turkish marbling using water and oil?)”
“Yes—I rather like oil marbling.”
While answering, Ha Yeon kept sneaking glances at him. He was famously known in the art world as a prodigy with an innate, infallible eye—so much so that any artist he endorsed was instantly hailed a master.
Nervousness made her fingertips tremble, yet resentment bubbled up too. After all, they’d *agreed* she’d show him the painting only once it was completed—meaning she could’ve delayed this awkward moment a little longer.
Whether she glared at him reproachfully or not, Min Je remained focused solely on the artwork. Oil marbling relied on the repulsion between oil and water, so the resulting patterns varied drastically depending on how the pigments were swirled and dropped.
But Ha Yeon’s marbling resembled traditional Korean *najeon* (mother-of-pearl) inlay patterns. He grew curious—was this color harmony a fluke, or could she consistently recreate it?
No—his interest wasn’t limited to just her color choices. He was drawn to her work *as a whole*. Ji Hoo’s expression in the painting had stubbornly imprinted itself in his mind: that radiant smile so angelic it was almost believable.
There was *power* in her painting—the ability to seize the viewer’s attention, and an aura that brought happiness. That’s what Min Je sensed in Ha Yeon’s art.
“If you’re open to it—how about an intensive short-term private lesson?”
“Huh? What—what did you say?”
Caught completely off guard, Ha Yeon stared blankly. Just moments ago, he’d looked ready to critique her harshly—and now this? *Intensive short-term private lessons?*
Doubting her ears, she repeated,
“So… I’d be getting private lessons… from *you*, Director?”
In reply, he used a voice so irresistibly alluring she couldn’t possibly refuse:
“Yes—you’ll be very satisfied.”
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
***
Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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