She wanted to give enlightenment to someone who ignored her without reason.
That she was not someone to be ignored.
Taehui’s eyes, looking out the window and muttering softly, turned red.
“I’m also my mom’s precious daughter.”
Just feeling sad, resentful, and angry for no reason.
Sajun was on the phone with Jinwon.
“Look for a place close to the hotel and not far from Taehui’s workplace. Find a place with tight security.”
When he checked the wall clock, it was already 7 o’clock.
More than half of the day had passed.
Sajun’s patience was gradually wearing thin.
What kind of company calls people in on the weekend and makes them overwork like this?
Then, he heard the doorbell.
Knowing it was Mintaehui, Sajun’s lips curled into a light smile, as if asking when she had ever complained.
Even though he gave her the key card, she pressed the bell like others.
“Taehui is here. Let’s talk later, hyung.”
As he tried to hang up, Jinwon called Sajun.
Then he threw a really bitter question.
“Kang Sajun, are you so happy that you’re dying because you’re dating Taehui?”
Half teasing, half envious voice.
Jinwon, who used to be dumped by Minyeon, said he got dumped by Park Seoyeon this time.
What is he kicking around that is not even a soccer ball?
Perhaps because he had been dumped by Minyeon in the past, he was openly envious of Sajun, who had started dating.
“End it.”
As if it wasn’t worth answering, Sajun hung up.
As he crossed the spacious living room, a sudden thought occurred to him.
Happiness, what is it?
He had never once thought about that word.
After discovering the sincerity of his feelings toward Yeonhwa, he became indifferent and indifferent to everything. Not trusting people and keeping them away, there was no disappointment, no pain, and no joy.
Ultimately, now at the age of 29, Sajun’s heart was like the dried and cracked bottom of a lake, knowing not only happiness but also ignorant of the entire spectrum of emotions.
When he opened the door, Mintaehui was standing there.
Even just looking at you, my field of vision felt wider.
As I do, I realize.
I wanted to see you a lot.
Because time is what it is, Sajun tried to confirm the dinner plans.
“Min Taehui, did you eat…?”
But Sajun couldn’t finish his sentence.
Min Taehui suddenly came and embraced him.
The scent and touch of Min Taehui, felt after half a day, gradually filled Sajun’s empty heart with a warm feeling.
The taut nerves that had been pulled tight loosened, and the pointed feelings that had been sharp rounded.
It’s a bit embarrassing to do something he didn’t usually do, but it’s so nice.
But despite the relieved heart, various worries started in his mind.
Was today difficult for her? Min Taehui tends to be sensitive when hungry. Maybe she worked hard without eating. Or maybe, who bothered her again?
Although the mood was good, worries arose, and thinking about who might have troubled Min Taehui made him angry.
At that moment, Sajun realized.
What is happiness and what is a mixed feeling.
So, Min Taehui, you are my happiness and mixed feeling.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
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After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
