Fake Dating - Chapter 2
‘It’s Cha Si Heon.’
So Yi unconsciously opened her eyes wide.
The youngest grandson whom the chairman of Chahan Group cherishes terribly, and the youngest son of the chairman of Chahan Life Group.
Recently, he became even more famous due to a video of his harsh words circulating. As he was also the son of Kang Yu Kyung, the CEO of H Telecom headquarters where So Yi works, there was quite a commotion within the company.
Regardless of the harsh words, female employees were even capturing screenshots of the video for personal keeping, saying he was really handsome.
To see such a person up close in person like this.
It felt like meeting a celebrity.
“I didn’t do anything wrong, so why should I apologize? They were just cut from the company because they lacked ability. I don’t understand why that’s something to apologize for.”
Just as she was thinking his clear and distinct features were so perfect as if sculpted, he continued his call in a dry voice.
With a cold expression, he stared at the distant sunset and slowly raised his wrist to check his watch.
“It’s probably past midnight in Korea now, why don’t you come to your senses and go home quickly, elder sister? I’ll take care of my own business.”
As if the call with someone was quite unpleasant, he hung up while slightly furrowing his brows. As he turned around indifferently, his eyes met So Yi’s.
So Yi quickly turned her head as if caught secretly peeking. Her face felt hot.
‘Wow, he’s really handsome…’
Her heart pounded foolishly.
He put his phone into his jacket’s inner pocket, then thrust both hands into his pockets and cast an indifferent gaze towards the far end of the canal.
So Yi turned her head again and sneakily glanced at him.
His eyes were shining black in the dim evening light. The taut muscles under his sharp jawline stood out even in the faint darkness.
No matter how you look at it, it’s a face you can’t help but stare at.
‘Coming alone on a breakup trip and acting all pathetic, and now getting excited over a strange man.’
So Yi let out a low, hollow laugh as she barely managed to tear her gaze away from Si Heon.
Just briefly looking at his face was enough to make her heart refuse to calm down.
Thankfully, the sun had set.
Since it was dark anyway and her reddened earlobes and cheeks wouldn’t be visible, she brushed her long straight hair behind her neck in the blowing wind and quietly closed her eyes.
She took a deep breath, calmly inhaling and exhaling the cool evening breeze brushing her cheeks.
She decided to empty out all the remnants of her past relationship and only remember this fluttering sensation.
Hoping that her next relationship would be filled with this kind of excitement she was feeling now.
Si Heon had already disappeared somewhere, but So Yi had to stay on the bridge for quite a while longer to cool her heated cheeks.
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The Gritti Palace Hotel is one of the most expensive hotels in Venice.
After breaking up with Young Hyun, So Yi canceled her hotel in Venice, the last stop of her Italian journey, and rebooked at the Gritti Palace Hotel.
Although a standard room costs as much as 1 million won per night, she decided to think of it as a gift to herself.
She couldn’t give up on the night view of the Santa Maria della Salute church and the water colors of Venice that could be enjoyed from the rooftop lounge bar of the hotel.
That scenery she had accidentally encountered in photos was an irresistible view for So Yi, who usually loved night views.
So Yi entered the hotel lobby with high expectations.
They said it was a hotel that preserved the history of Venice, and indeed, from the antique interior to the splendid lighting and elegant indoor decorations.
It was undoubtedly a luxurious and fancy hotel, incomparable to the other hotels she had stayed at while traveling in Italy.
On the large, lavish table in the center of the welcome lounge, welcome cookies and welcome breads of various kinds were elegantly arranged.
On the front wall of the lounge hung a portrait of Andrea Gritti, a 16th-century Venetian leader.
So Yi, who had been looking around the hotel as if intoxicated by the luxurious atmosphere she had never experienced before, immediately checked in and headed to her room.
“Is this too revealing…?”
After showering, So Yi stood in front of the mirror for a long time, contemplating in a black off-shoulder dress she had bought in Korea.
It was a dress she had boldly purchased to refresh her mood.
Not only was it embarrassing how exposed her shoulders and chest area were, but why was the length so short too?
With the dress clinging tightly to her body without any gaps, her already slender waist looked even more pronounced. After turning her body this way and that, she finally seemed to make up her mind, changed into the stiletto heels she had prepared, and took a deep breath.
“This is sexy enough!”
So Yi lightly applied some purple lipstick over her plump lips and straightened her back.
She decided not to mind what Young Hyun had said anymore.
Thinking it was just unfamiliar because it wasn’t a style of clothing she usually wore, she walked with a straight posture towards the lounge.
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Si Heon entered his room, showered, and finished a light meal through room service.
He put on a dark gray cardigan over a white t-shirt, paired with navy slacks, and left the room. He planned to have a simple glass of wine at the lounge bar.
“Monfortino 13, per favore.”
He ordered the Monfortino 13 wine he often drank when in Venice and sat at the bar.
As expected of a wine made only in years when the grapes are good, he enjoyed the deep flavor of well-ripened grapes filling his mouth.
It seemed to have a fresh scent as if chewing grapes with their skins on.
As he leaned back against the bar chair, feeling the deep texture that permeated without any superficial taste, he saw the back of a woman approaching the terrace connected to the outside of the bar.
Her long straight hair, let down, flowed over her shoulders, swaying in the light evening breeze.
The woman wore a tight black dress that perfectly showcased her appropriate volume on her small and delicate frame.
As she turned her head slightly to fix her disheveled hair, he immediately recognized her as the woman he had encountered earlier on the Rialto Bridge.
The woman who had blushed and become flustered when he had carelessly glanced at her while finishing a call with his elder sister, Cha Si Yeon.
He recalled her clear skin and round eyes that had given quite a pure impression. As her thick and voluminous black hair, suggesting she was Asian, fluttered in the breeze, he could see her earlobes above her neck turning red.
It was brief, but she had stood beside him, glancing at him, and soon even her cheeks had turned red.
Her black eyes, sparkling even in the twilight darkness, were captivating, but she soon closed her eyes gently to meet the evening breeze.
The moonlight seeped through her slender fingers as she lightly grasped the bridge railing, making them glow transparently.
‘She looks quite different dressed like that.’
It was a completely different atmosphere from when she had worn a round-neck t-shirt with a windbreaker and jeans.
If her appearance on the Rialto Bridge had given the impression of a forget-me-not blooming purely in midsummer, her current appearance in the tight black dress was like a red tulip.
Not excessively sensual, yet alluringly fresh, it caught the eye.
She looked like a Korean woman.
She seemed to be in her mid-twenties.
Did she know what it meant to come alone to the lounge bar at this hour dressed like that?
As her long hair fluttered in the breeze and fell behind her shoulders, her exposed fair skin shone purely.
After gazing at the view from the terrace for a while, the woman slowly turned and entered the bar interior.
As he continued to watch her, slowly circling the base of his wine glass between his ring and middle fingers, their eyes met.
As if recognizing him, the woman hesitated for a moment before starting to move her stiff steps towards where Si Heon was sitting.
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A moment ago, So Yi had finally entered the lounge bar to enjoy the night view at the Gritti Palace Hotel.
She saw a terrace leading outdoors next to the long bar. Wanting to admire the Venice night view first, she approached the terrace and leaned on the railing.
Across the now quite quiet canal, the Santa Maria della Salute church emitted an elegant light, clearly visible.
She couldn’t help but let out a soft exclamation at the sight of the sparkling canal below, gently dyed with moonlight.
An overwhelming feeling filled her, incomparable to when she had seen it in photos.
For a long while, she savored the scene before her, letting the night breeze caress her hair over her shoulders.
‘Ah! Now I can return to Korea without regrets!’
Satisfied after looking down at the canal, So Yi turned to enter the lounge, thinking she should have a cocktail before going to bed.
Perhaps due to the cool weather, the door connecting to the terrace was wide open. So Yi slowly looked around the lounge interior, which she hadn’t observed closely earlier due to her eagerness to see the night view.
The ceiling adorned with splendid chandeliers and the walls lined with dark gray marble fully displayed Venice’s unique antique charm.
Cherry-colored dark brown tables and red sofas were placed here and there, with elegant classical music flowing gracefully through the lounge.
As she approached the bar with a satisfied expression, looking at the lounge filled with an exotic atmosphere, her eyes met Si Heon’s, who was twirling a wine glass.
‘He was at the same hotel…?’
Her heart started pounding again.
‘Should I sit next to him?’
So Yi hesitated for a moment before gathering her courage. Thinking she might as well see him up close one more time since she’d never see him again after returning to Korea tomorrow, she approached and sat in the seat next to him.
“Martini, please.”
After ordering a cocktail from the bartender, she glanced at Si Heon again. He had already averted his gaze at some point and was now focused on the phone in his hand, lightly wetting his lips with the wine glass.
‘He’s still handsome even on second look.’
Just as she was about to look at him again while thinking this, Si Heon spoke.
“Do you have something to say to me?”
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Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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