“I’m declaring war. I’m planning to do a love that takes everything from the heart and soul.”
What was the meaning behind that smile?
But it was exactly what Taehui wanted.
“Kang Sajun, you know, right? I’ll do anything if the conditions are right.”
“Scared to hear what those conditions are?”
Sajun asked with an amused expression. Taehui probed again.
“So we’re dating now?”
“Why the rush? Wait, Mintaehui.”
“For what do I have to wait?”
Sajun, running his fingers languidly through his hair, slowly opened his mouth.
“I’ll be the one to confess.”
“Are you joking? Anyone would think we’re really dating.”
Taehui laughed, but Sajun didn’t.
“What will you tell grandpa about how we started dating?”
Taehui was momentarily speechless.
Sajun continued, as if he expected it.
“I told grandpa I’ve been in unrequited love with a girl for a long time.”
“You didn’t just say you’re dating someone?”
Sajun laughed as if it was absurd.
“Am I a fool? If I brought just any girl and said we’re dating, grandpa would choose for me.”
That made sense too.
“How much he adores his grandson, he wouldn’t stand to see him avoiding arranged dates by dating just any girl.”
“I said I’m going to date the girl I’ve been secretly in love with.”
Taehui was about to argue why he didn’t tell her such an important thing but stopped.
It seemed pointless to argue; she’d just tire herself out.
“So we’re going full-scale from the start.”
“…….”
“Like a real relationship, as if we really like each other. Confessions, kisses, everything from one to ten.”
Nodding, Taehui felt strangely trapped.
It was as if she had stepped into an inescapable pit.
“So think carefully about the conditions you’ll demand from me. Dating me, you can’t back out.”
“You better be prepared, Kang Sajun. You don’t know what conditions I might ask for.”
Sajun might just be looking for a simple relationship to avoid the arranged dates, but Taehui wanted more.
Not just a simple relationship, but a serious one with the prospect of marriage. That way, even without marrying, she could deceive Min Seontae.
She planned to inflate Min Seontae’s vain hopes and imaginations to the sky and then laugh at him heartily.
And after a hundred days, she would burst that bubble.
Saying she suddenly didn’t want to marry, telling him to take the house and land, declaring that they would leave for France without regrets to live well.
She would create a situation so messy that Min Seontae couldn’t even begin to clean up, making him fall hard.
“Taehui, wake up and eat breakfast.”
Although she heard Hyesuk’s voice, Taehui couldn’t open her eyes.
She hadn’t gone over to Sajun’s house for the first time and stayed up all night, lost in various thoughts.
“I’m not having breakfast today, I’ll sleep a bit more.”
“I prepared all your favorites. Eat and then sleep again.”
“I’m telling you I didn’t sleep yesterday. Just a bit more.”
“Alright then.”
The door closed, and the sound of Hyesuk descending the stairs reached Taehui.
As the sound faded, strangely, her eyes opened.
Despite wanting to sleep more, Taehui abruptly got up.
Thinking she could sleep plenty when she’s dead, she decided to rather do something worthwhile now.
So, let’s get moving.
Rubbing her eyes, Taehui went downstairs.
But Hyesuk was nowhere to be seen on the first floor.
“Where did mom go after telling me to eat?”
Hyesuk, sensitive to neighbors’ judging eyes, rarely went out, preferring the mart, the indoor garden, or the small backyard garden.
Absentmindedly opening the kitchen door to the small backyard, Taehui couldn’t believe her eyes.
What a bizarre combination.
As expected, Hyesuk was in the garden, but Sajun was squatting next to her.
“Taehui likes this type of lettuce, right?”
“I told you, with this, she’ll eat well for a week,” Sajun told Hyesuk.
Wearing matching gardening gloves, chatting comfortably.
“She wouldn’t even touch meat when she was young.”
“Says she’s grown to like greens and vegetables more. She loves grazing, you know.”
Taehui had naturally developed different tastes as she aged.
But she never told Hyesuk she preferred vegetables and fruits over meat.
Since childhood, she had a habit of always reassuring Hyesuk, who suffered because of Seontae, never showing even the smallest tantrum.
For children from troubled families, tantrums were a luxury.
It was always once a month to Ilsan, eating whatever Hyesuk prepared before leaving.
“What else does Taehui like, Sajun?”
“She still loves grilled fish and quail eggs, enjoys well-seasoned vegetable side dishes. She says the chewy texture is good, thinks she’s a rabbit or something.”
Sajun’s dry joke, though not funny, made Hyesuk laugh out loud.
Taehui was momentarily stunned hearing Hyesuk’s laughter for the first time in a while.
She always tried not to upset Hyesuk but never thought to make her laugh. Why hadn’t she done that?
“But Hyesuk, Taehui needs to graze a bit. Helps calm her down.”
“Hasn’t she mellowed with her long corporate life?”
“Not mellowed, just learned to hide her personality.”
Sajun’s words were true, but listening to them was exasperating.
It was like a dog with feces on its fur barking at a dog with chaff on its fur.
“But she doesn’t hide it from me. She yells and even kicks at the slightest provocation.”
Hyesuk gasped at his innocently spoken words.
“Heavens, Sajun, to you?”
He conveniently leaves out the part where he gets hit because he deserves it.
Though ridiculous, Taehui wanted to listen more to their conversation.
Reluctantly admitting, their harmonious exchange, bizarrely, sounded pleasant.
“Our Taehui has always been quite fierce. Even as a baby, if someone took her things or hit her, she’d tenaciously chase them down to bite or kick. But I didn’t know she hadn’t outgrown that habit even as an adult.”
Hyesuk sighed, and Taehui felt a subtle sting of resentment.
Instead of defending her daughter, her mother was agreeing? Who does that?
“Sajun, do you think it’s Taehui’s personality that has kept her from meeting a good man so far?”
“It’s not easy to find a man who can handle Taehui’s temperament.”
Sajun spoke with utmost seriousness.
Just as Taehui was about to interrupt, Sajun, basked in the morning sunlight like a halo, gave Hyesuk a gentle, twinkling smile and continued softly.
“But I find it cute when Taehui gets temperamental.”
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
