“Meetings are meetings, and love is love. How about being someone who can handle work and love at the same time?”
“After igniting it like that, who’s the one always running away?”
At Ji-seo-jun’s words, I halted my tempting gestures.
Ugh. Even the exercise I like was skipped today. While I was chewing on the tasteless chicken breast, Ji-seo-jun let out a deep sigh.
“Don’t stress too much. We’re getting married to make each other happy. Seeing you stressed like this makes it hard for me.”
“Hard?”
At Ji-seo-jun’s comment that it’s hard, I heard something snap.
“I have a lot of work, so I usually make decisions and figure things out by myself. What’s so hard?”
Stop. No. Moon Da-yul, stop it.
The rational part of my brain cornered me. But I kicked that small rationality away with my foot. As I watched the escaping rationality, my mouth started blurting out words like a bucking colt.
“Moon Da-yul.”
Ji-seo-jun called me firmly as if telling me to calm down. However, my galloping tongue didn’t intend to stop.
“I want to look pretty! Is it hard because of the diet? Yeah, who asked you to join me in controlling our diets?”
Watching me bravely, Ji-seo-jun tried to console me, rising from his seat.
“Don’t grab me!”
“I haven’t caught you yet.”
“Gosh. Don’t eat chicken breast. Order chicken for yourself.”
I pushed away Ji-seo-jun’s arm trying to catch me and quickly stuffed all the remaining chicken breast into my mouth. Even Ji-seo-jun’s portion.
“I’m full!”
The ejected chicken breast flew through the air. Ji-seo-jun, surprised by the fragments of the chicken breast, took a step back.
Leaving Ji-seo-jun behind, I grabbed my bag and left the officetel. Just before the elevator closed. I saw Ji-seo-jun hastily opening the entrance door, but I quickly pressed the close button.
Inside the elevator, as the numbers indicating the floors descended, tears welled up in my eyes. Swallowing tears, I vigorously chewed the chicken breast filling my mouth.
The elevator arrived on the first floor, and the door opened. Descending from the elevator, as I gulped down the chicken breast, I felt the vibration of my phone.
It was Ji-seo-jun.
I opened my contacts and sent a message to Go Joo-yeon and Doyira.
[Where’s the person who wants to play with me?]“Are you feeling the wedding blues?”
“What’s that?”
“The depression or anxiety felt before marriage. Something like that.”
I giggled as I chewed on the straw with my teeth.
Really? As I thought about it, recently I’ve been irritable and unnecessarily anxious. Memories of complaining quite a bit to Ji-seo-jun and my mom flashed through my mind.
In this moment, you don’t even have a fiancé who can match you so well. What’s the matter with you?”
“How come my friend isn’t on my side?”
“How old are you to talk about being on your side? And what have you done well? Do you think it’s common to have a boyfriend who even helps with the diet plan?”
“It’s tough…”
“Don’t you find it tough?”
I could only stay silent at the words of Go Joo-yeon and Doyira. Everything they said was true.
“Preparing for a wedding is tough. Many people around me fought a lot while preparing for their weddings.”
“It’s a significant turning point in my life, so how could it be easy? And it costs quite a bit, too.”
“You should apologize, right?”
“Of course!”
I began rummaging through my bag. It was easy to find my phone in the neatly organized bag, perhaps because Ji-seo-jun had gone through it yesterday.
“Oh? My phone battery is dead.”
“This guy is really absent-minded these days.”
Ignoring Go Joo-yeon’s nagging, I got up from my seat and borrowed a phone charger from the cafe owner. Plugging it in and returning to my seat, Doyira urgently called me.
“Ji-seo-jun is calling!”
Doyira’s phone was handed to me. In Doyira’s screen, it said [Handsome King Jaesoo]. She urged me to answer the call quickly, saying she would change it soon if I dropped her.
“Hello…?”
“Is this Moon Da-yul? It’s Moon Da-yul, right?”
“Yeah…”
“Why didn’t you answer the phone? Where are you?”
“My phone battery died. Right now, I’m at the cafe with the kids.”
“Ugh… I was so worried. When I called home, they said you didn’t come, and Go Joo-yeon isn’t answering the phone either.”
“Sorry…”
“Wait a moment, change with Doyira.”
I handed the phone to Doyira. She pointed at herself.
“Me?”
“Yeah. Ji-seo-jun wants to talk to you.”
“What? Suddenly, why…?”
With a trembling expression, Doyira received the phone cautiously and brought it to her ear.
“Hmm? Oh. Yeah… Okay. What? Until then? Oh. Got it. Yeah.”
After a while of humming and agreeing, Doyira hung up the call.
“What did Ji-seo-jun say?”
Although Go Joo-yeon pressed her ear close, she didn’t hear the details, so she asked Doyira.
“He wants you to hold them. He said he’ll come right after the meeting.”
The one being held wasn’t me but Doyira and Go Joo-yeon. As Ji-seo-jun was delayed more than expected, we changed our seats.
“If you’re not going to drink, why suggest coming to a bar!”
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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