Although he felt like he knew that feeling, he couldn’t get rid of the sticky lingering feelings and kept fiddling with his phone.
Should I send a message asking when she’ll come in?
Jun soon threw his phone away.
It reminded him of what he used to say to his wife. Hoping she could live as Min Taehee, his wife and his son’s mother.
A man shouldn’t say contradictory things.
It was then, while hoping that his wife Mintaehee would enjoy being an ordinary Mintaehee just for today, that he picked up the book again.
Jiwon, who was wriggling, suddenly tried to turn over. Not wanting to miss this precious moment, Jun recorded a video on his phone and sent it as a message to his wife.
[Our son is attempting to turn over.]It was quite early for an attempt at turning over compared to the number of months, and what was so great about something so trivial? Yet, why did his heart feel proud?
The sight of a small creature wiggling around was cute and fascinating.
Jun didn’t know whom his son resembled, but he had perseverance.
Even though he must be tired now, he had been attempting to turn over for over 30 minutes.
Feeling a bit frustrated and embarrassed watching him, Jun gently pushed his slightly raised back with his fingertips.
It was really just a little help.
With the slight assistance from Dad, the small body of his son turned over as if it were a lie.
It was a success.
When his son, who was puffing his face on the mat, suddenly lifted his head, Taehee appeared.
“I’m o…ut, Jiwon!”
Exactly 40 minutes had passed since he sent the message along with the video.
Throwing her handbag aside, Taehee slid down and lay flat on the mat.
Turning my body, I adjusted to the eye level of my son who was struggling to lift his head.
“Oh my goodness! Just as expected of our son! Did you succeed in turning over? Wow, you did well! I wanted to see our son turning over, so Mom ran over, fluttering her eyebrows!”
With a short tongue sound, my wife’s face, blossoming like a fully opened flower, brightened.
Seeing Taehee, who seemed to have had quite a bit to drink, Jun’s heart skipped a beat.
Taehee, after having a few drinks, tends to be quite provocative.
It was the moment when Taehee, who melted at the cuteness of her son, reached out her hand.
“Mintaehee, you should wash up first.”
Before he knew it, Jiwon was in Jun’s arms.
How long he had been holding his head stiffly, the plump, chubby face with flushed cheeks looked as radiant as his real mother.
The matching hats were adorable.
“Oh, right.”
It was only then that Taehee came to her senses and hopped up.
Watching his wife’s silhouette heading to the bathroom, throwing off clothes one by one, Jun chuckled.
Look at her, calling her provocative.
With the appearance of Taehee, who hadn’t put on a single layer of makeup, Jun kissed her cheek like rewarding the cute cheeks that played a pivotal role in bringing his wife home early.
“Kang Jiwon, well done. Next time, what should we prepare as a secret weapon.”
Two conspirators were huddled together.
To make the earth-like husband hurry his wife’s return home—a task that the sky-like wife could never accomplish—to honor the cute, plump cheeks that played a vital role in bringing his wife home early.
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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