“So issue at least a marriage announcement. We are dating with the premise of marriage. Is that so hard? If you are really not interested in Ms. Bong.”
In response to a voice that seemed to demand a firm answer, Gyo Hwan responded in a cool, dry voice out of politeness.
“Ms. Bong and I have no relationship whatsoever. And there won’t be in the future!”
Startled, Gyo Hwan who had opened the door and came out, paused as if caught in the threshold.
“……!”
Hyo Jin, standing in front of him, was also flustered.
“Why is Ms. Bong here?”
Already sensitive because of Ja Hyeon, Gyo Hwan didn’t hide his unpleasant expression.
“Oh, Madam called me.”
Hyo Jin felt like an inadvertent spy and looked at Ja Hyeon, who had summoned her, her words trailing off.
“When did I? I never did.”
“Huh? But Housekeeper Pyo said earlier.”
Taken aback, Hyo Jin faced Ja Hyeon, who was pretending to be completely clueless.
“Housekeeper Pyo! When did I call Ms. Bong?”
Having heard Ja Hyeon’s voice, housekeeper Pyo, who had belatedly grasped the situation, also showed signs of confusion.
“Ah, I apologize. It seems I misunderstood.”
She really is a scary woman. Seeing that she had even fooled Pyo, who had worked for him for a long time, just to let her hear from his own mouth that he was not interested.
As if everyone didn’t already know. That he had no interest in her.
“‘Ms. Bong and I have no relationship whatsoever. And there won’t be in the future!'”
Returning to her room, closing the door with her back, Hyo Jin felt tears prick at her eyes as if a crack had formed in her heart.
The workbook he had given her on her desk looked blurry with tears.
The next morning.
“Teacher, I’ll be studying hard at school, so please diligently sew until I return.”
Seung Yul respectfully greeted Hyo Jin, who held a knitting needle as if possessed by Han Seok Bong, and entered the school gate.
“Baby, take care.”
Hyo Jin, who had seen Seung Yul off to the school gate and was turning back, approached the chauffeur, Seo, who had been waiting in the car.
“Chauffeur, I’m going to get some coffee, what would you like?”
“I’ll have an Americano.”
“Okay, please wait. I’ll be back soon.”
Only after confirming Seung Yul entering the building where the classroom was located did Hyo Jin move her steps towards the coffee shop across the street.
“Welcome, Seung Yul.”
Seung Yul, who had come into the classroom and was sitting down past the homeroom teacher’s welcoming greeting, stopped.
“Huh?”
Wasn’t that a lady with a scarf on her head and sunglasses crossing the street, chasing after Hyo Jin?
Why is that lady chasing the teacher?
Forgetting that it was class time, Seung Yul put his backpack down on his chair and hurriedly ran out of the classroom.
“Student, where are you going?”
The guard, who had been keeping the security office, poked his head out when he noticed Seung Yul exiting the building through a small window.
“My mom is at the school gate.”
“Mom?”
However, there was no one at the school gate the guard saw.
“There’s no one there?”
Seung Yul was already running out of the school gate.
“Hey, stop there. Student!”
Coffee shop.
“One hot latte, and one Americano, please.”
Hyo Jin ordered coffee at the counter and sat on a highlegged chair by the window.
While waiting for the coffee, she took out her knitting from the bag and made a worry doll for the baby.
Stitch by stitch, diligently moving her needle, cold water began to drip on Hyo Jin’s head.
What the…?
Feeling the nasty taste of water trickling down her mouth, Hyo Jin looked up.
She thought there was a leak in the ceiling, but…
A middleaged woman wearing a scarf on her head and sunglasses was pouring water from a flower vase directly over her head.
Gosh! Who is this woman?
“How does the water taste? With a temper like yours, I would like to pour sewer water, but a cultured and refined person like me couldn’t do that. Know that receiving a baptism of fragrant flower water, while cheating with a taken man, is a blessing.”
Like bestowing mercy, the woman poured out every last drop and then took out the flowers from the vase and threw them one by one.
“What are you doing?”
Hyo Jin, trying to prevent her knitting in hand from getting wet, thought she was just unfortunate to run into a mentally disturbed woman.
“Are you sticking around Gyo Hwan for money? Because you need money. You think I haven’t dealt with girls like you before?”
What? Gyo Hwan?
Wiping off the water on her face with her palm, Hyo Jin moved her wet eyelids to inspect the woman standing before her.
Looking at her, she seemed somewhat familiar. But her face was hidden by the scarf and sunglasses, making it difficult to identify her.
“You were introduced to Professor Kim Yong Hoon and joined Sangrimwon all for money. Because you want to make money. You came back even after being kicked out, all for money, right?”
“Yes, you’re right. I joined Sangrimwon for the money.”
It wasn’t for the money that I returned to my father. Nor was it for money that I became a mother to the baby.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
