“Where were you? Just coming in now? I called, but you didn’t answer.”
Seeing Hyojin coming in only at dawn, Sunhye rushed towards her without bothering to clear the snow piled up in front of the store.
“Did you meet that single guy again? I told you to introduce him, but you didn’t. What are you thinking?”
It will be even more challenging as the attachment deepens.
“Why does Grandma keep calling him a single guy with a daughter? There are so many other good titles.”
President, lawyer, baby’s dad. Of all things, the least fitting title among them.
“If you’re not going to keep your promise, break up right now! Making promises and then breaking them, meeting secretly like this.”
“Ugh, why is Grandma like this too?”
I’m not even laughing now.
Hyojin, who was spreading calcium chloride on the ice, stopped when she heard the ringing of her mobile phone from her pocket.
“Who is it? Is it that single guy?”
“No!”
As soon as Sunhye checked the caller, she shouted at Hyojin, who turned and ran as if escaping.
“Go home, don’t be late, and go meet him! We scheduled the appointment for lunchtime.”
“Ugh, I got it. Dad won’t even meet him.”
Hyojin quickly pressed the call button, fearing the call would be cut off, wiping her throbbing heart.
“Dad! Are you awake?”
[Dash] Why is it so hard to breathe? Should I call back later if you’re busy?“No! Don’t hang up.”
It’s been a while since the call.
“I went out for a moment and I’m on my way back. Are you feeling better?”
[Dash] Did I make any mistakes when I was drunk yesterday?Exchange worried if he had uttered nonsense in his half-sleep.
Your father killed my wife.
“Oh, there was. A man and a woman drank and went to a hotel together. Nothing could happen……”
Thinking of his distressed appearance last night, Hyojin deliberately spoke cheerfully.
[Dash] Cough…!A cough burst out of the already tense exchange’s mouth.
“Do you really not remember anything? You said you couldn’t remember anything to me. Dad’s drinking habits, too. It’s not a joke.”
[Dash] Me?
What on earth.
He was even more nervous because he had sent her away first and quenched his thirst with alcohol.
“Ah, just because you got drunk and slept quietly, there’s no reason to worry and rush to work.”
When he didn’t say anything, Hyojin laughed because he looked cute.
[Dash] Really?“Yes.”
‘Sein.’
Thinking of his voice that came out in his half-sleep, Hyojin swallowed the bitter taste in her mouth and ended the call.
‘I’m sorry, Dad. I couldn’t tell you honestly. It’s not because I’m upset with you. I’m afraid it’ll be harder for you if you find out. You’re probably already thinking a lot because of Seungyul.’
Huh, holding the phone, Hyojin turned around, and a car approached and stopped by her side.
“What?”
Hyojin turned her head and blinked at the car stopped on the side of the road.
“Huh, Dad.”
He got out of the car after putting down his phone from his ear, and looking at Hyojin, he stood there.
“Why did you come all the way here when you’re busy? You should be going to work.”
At the entrance of the restaurant, converted from a detached house, white steam was rising from a large cauldron.
“I was curious if you went in well.”
Entering the warm ondol room with the guide of an employee, Exchange put a napkin in front of Hyojin and neatly placed utensils and chopsticks on it.
“Why are you looking at me like that while taking utensils?”
As Exchange, who was picking up the chopsticks, looked at Hyojin who was staring at him, he met her gaze.
“Why are you looking at me so intently?”
Hyojin, who had made eye contact with the embarrassed Exchange, laughed.
“If you eat it here, it tastes much better. I used to work part-time at a hangover soup restaurant before.”
Seeing Hyojin, who wrinkled her nose and smiled, Exchange recalled Sunhye’s story about getting a burn from the pot and gave a bitter smile.
“Because it’s hot, eat it slowly.”
After warning her to be careful, Hyojin swirled his pot, filled with bean sprouts, dried radish greens, and plenty of intestines and brisket, blowing on it to cool it down.
“Did you get scolded by Grandma? For staying out with the single guy?”
Oops, it’s hot.
Flustered Hyojin dropped the spoon she was stirring the soup with and drank from the stainless steel cup.
“Ah, right. I told you to be careful when eating. Are you okay?”
Pulling out a napkin to wipe her mouth out of habit, Exchange, who met Hyojin’s eyes, put down the napkin he held in his hand on the table.
Unaware of anything, Hyojin, feeling awkward, wiped her mouth with the napkin that Exchange had put down, bringing her face close.
“So, about that. Can’t Dad meet Grandma just once? Grandma doesn’t know Dad yet. If they meet, Grandma might completely change her mind.”
“Let’s eat first.”
Knowing that it’s impossible, Exchange changed the subject to the hangover soup.
“When should I start working? Seungyul seems to be doing much better than before.”
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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