Upon arriving at Ji Seo Joon’s studio apartment, I ended up losing hold of the prizes I had been dearly holding onto.
The moment the door opened, Ji Seo Joon, who was rushing towards me, seemed like a smoothly trimmed Jaguar. I felt like a weak herbivore being devoured by a black Jaguar in the dark night.
I was defenseless against Ji Seo Joon who was rushing towards me as if to swallow me in one bite with his captivating movements.
Assuming that I was prey within a bite’s reach, I thought I was being devoured by Ji Seo Joon.
“Am I, alive?”
I asked Ji Seo Joon, who was closely attached behind me. At my words, Ji Seo Joon lightly laughed. As Ji Seo Joon laughed, a cool breeze tickled the back of my head.
“Well, even if I’m alive now, I might die when I get home.”
“Why?”
Hearing a slightly lower voice than usual close to me, my stomach tickled.
“Didn’t you feel my phone vibrating since a while ago? It must be my mom…”
Ji Seo Joon, who had been pinching my arm’s flesh, abruptly stopped his hand and slightly raised his body.
“Are you worried?”
“Of course. You know our mom’s personality, right? Ugh…”
Automatically, my body began to tremble as I thought of the sight of my mom rushing towards me. If Ji Seo Joon was a Jaguar, our mom seemed like a bull. A bull charging at the sight of my back.
Ji Seo Joon, who had been quietly looking at me, lay his body back on the bed again.
“Should I tell our parents the truth about us?”
“What?”
I turned my body to look at Ji Seo Joon.
Ji Seo Joon, with a calm expression and tone, had his arm on his forehead and was looking at the ceiling.
“Just try doing that.”
I warned Ji Seo Joon, who was calm, with anxiety.
“Why. What’s the matter if I tell them, it seems like they would welcome us with open arms…”
Ji Seo Joon lifted one corner of his mouth and rested his head on one hand.
“Don’t you think about what comes next? It’s obvious they’ll call us every weekend to hang out together. And our mom would likely cause a fuss, insisting on us getting married next year?”
“Maybe our dad will be even worse than our mom. He might try to get it done this year.”
“Haha, that’s true. I forgot about uncle Seung Ho.”
We were lying side by side, looking at each other.
“Still, how long are you going to hide it from the family?”
“As long as possible? A long time?”
Ji Seo Joon raised his arm and swept over my messy hair with his hand.
“Why? Do you want to tell our parents?”
When I asked, Ji Seo Joon slightly nodded his head.
“Actually, yeah, kind of.”
“What is it?”
This time, I brushed Ji Seo Joon’s forehead hair.
“Because I feel like I’m lying and deceiving them…”
“Because you’re too kind.”
Ji Seo Joon’s hair, which had grown much longer than when he first came to Korea, seemed to be growing to the point of poking his eyes. I resisted the urge to tie it up in a ponytail with a rubber band.
“Let’s think a bit more about telling our parents. If only they were a bit less passionate, we wouldn’t have to worry like this…”
At that moment, my phone vibrated again.
“Pick it up.”
“I might have to go right away if I do.”
“I wouldn’t like that, but pick it up anyway.”
I gave up trying to lift my body, which felt heavy as a soaked sponge, and just stretched out my hand to barely grab the phone.
“It’s mom.”
After confirming the word ‘mom’ on the screen, I took a deep breath and pressed the call button.
Moon Da Yul!
At the thundering voice, I was startled and dropped the phone away from my ear.
“Why, why…”
I responded in a crawling voice.
You just leave a big text saying you’re sleeping out, huh? Did mom raise you like that?
“No…”
I quietly lowered the volume on my phone. From next to me, I heard my dad occasionally trying to calm my mom, but it had no effect. The neverending scolding finally reached its conclusion.
Just you try coming home tomorrow. You.
With that, the endless scolding ended. Looking at the disconnected phone, I said to Ji Seo Joon,
“Let’s go home together tomorrow, okay? You’ll do that for me, right?”
“We’re back.”
At my words, my mom, who was in the kitchen, ran towards me with a ladle in her hand, then stopped upon seeing Ji Seo Joon in front of me.
“Oh my, Seo Joon.”
Our mom, whose voice and expression changed instantly. Not Seo Joon’s mom, our mom.
“Hello, auntie.”
“Oh, okay. No, what’s this about, first thing in the morning?”
“Ah, well, I met Moon Da Yul out front.”
“Is that so? Welcome, come on in.”
“Yes.”
Ji Seo Joon took off his shoes and went inside. I hid behind his broad back and followed him, quickly taking off my shoes. The moment I stepped inside.
“Hey, don’t come in, Miss Moon.”
“No, this is Miss Moon’s house, why let Mr. Ji in and block Miss Moon?”
“Since the other Miss Moon left, you shouldn’t come in either.”
Come to think of it, I didn’t see my dad.
“Why is dad…?”
Still hiding behind Ji Seo Joon, I asked.
“Get ready to greet your new mother.”
“What?”
Not only Ji Seo Joon in front of me, but I, who was behind him, was also surprised.
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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