Since Yerin anticipated that this relationship would eventually end, and it wasn’t something she started unknowingly.
If, later on, Ihyun really distanced himself from her, as Hee Joon warned, it would probably hurt a lot, but she didn’t want to be terrified by the prospect.
She decided not to worry about the future that might involve crying alone, regretting her choices.
Someone might point fingers at her for making such a decision later on.
In a relationship with an inevitable end, one might argue that she shouldn’t have started it in the first place.
However, it couldn’t be helped.
Reluctant to admit it, it felt like she had crossed a bridge that couldn’t be turned back. She had leaned towards Ihyun a lot emotionally.
“Even though you’re the director, it seems like you’re sincere to me….”
Should I open the door of my heart a bit and approach him more actively?
It was okay to curse myself as a fool for harboring futile hopes.
She had become so interested in Ihyun to the point where she was willing to endure that.
While Yerin was contemplating such thoughts.
Ihyun’s affectionate voice echoed once again.
“I’ve tied the apron.”
“Oh, thank you.”
Yerin tried to hide her disappointment and stepped away from Ihyun’s embrace.
There was still an illusion that his warmth was enveloping her.
After organizing her thoughts, Yerin’s mind cleared.
She smiled brightly at Ihyun, who also laughed along, different from a while ago.
“Director, shall we go out now?”
“Yes.”
“Auntie, it’s been a while.”
A boy approached Yerin, who was helping with the meal, and greeted her warmly.
“Hyukjun, have you been well? You’ve grown taller?”
“Yes. I haven’t been skipping meals lately, and I’m eating cucumbers well.”
“Good for you.”
Yerin smiled sweetly at Hyukjun.
Hyukjun belatedly noticed Ihyun, who was sticking close to Yerin and helping with the meal.
With a curious expression, he asked Yerin.
“Is this the first time I’ve seen Uncle next to Auntie? Is he your boyfriend?”
Although Yerin tried to respond, Ihyun interjected abruptly, preventing her.
“Oh.”
“Wow, really?”
“No…”
“Yes. Boyfriend.”
Yerin nudged Ihyun with her elbow.
It was a signal for him to stop, but he paid no attention, bent his waist, and made eye contact with the child.
“You’re quite perceptive, aren’t you?”
“Of course! Auntie, why didn’t you bring him along earlier? Such a cool uncle.”
Yerin could only awkwardly smile as she couldn’t respond to Hyukjun’s pure question.
“I had a lot of work, so I couldn’t suggest coming together.”
“Oh, really?”
Hyukjun couldn’t take his eyes off Ihyun, as if he found him quite likable.
“Uncle, if you have time, come visit Auntie and me again.”
“Sure, I promise.”
“Wow, really?”
It was just a casual remark, but Hyukjun unexpectedly received a positive response from Ihyun, making him grin.
“Next time, if you come early, I’ll draw pictures for both of you.”
“Yeah, let’s do that.”
As the meal distribution line was getting longer, they couldn’t continue their conversation.
With a regretful expression, Hyukjun passed by Yerin and Ihyun.
Afterward, other children who frequently saw Yerin threw similar questions about the relationship between the two.
There was no way to make excuses, as Ihyun was already introduced as Yerin’s boyfriend.
Yerin just awkwardly smiled at Hyukjun.
“Kids around that age mostly think like that, don’t they?” Ihyun added, seeming to believe Yerin’s words.
“That makes sense.”
Listening to Ihyun’s story, Yerin nodded her head, then belatedly let out an “Ah.”
“Wait, what if you introduce yourself as my boyfriend?”
“Did I say something wrong?”
While it wasn’t entirely incorrect since they were in a fake relationship, revealing it was a promise they had made only in necessary situations.
For instance, in front of someone who made Yerin uncomfortable or in front of Chairman Han or Heejoon.
Just when Yerin was about to bring it up.
From behind, a rushing sound approached, and suddenly, a damp feeling spread on her back.
“…….”
Confused by the situation, Yerin turned her head. Hyukjun, who had spilled the entire plate, was looking apologetic.
“Auntie, I’m sorry. I was going to throw this away quickly and go play soccer.”
Whether intentional or not, food was splattered all over Hyukjun’s clothes.
Yerin stood up, grabbed a tissue, and began wiping off the food stains on Hyukjun’s clothes.
“Hyukjun, be careful and watch where you’re going. You could get seriously hurt if you fall.”
“Yes, I’ll be more careful.”
Hyukjun repeatedly apologized.
“Auntie, what about your clothes? What should we do?”
As food was still on her back, Yerin hadn’t checked properly yet.
Since it wasn’t intentional, she couldn’t be angry with Hyukjun.
“It’s okay. I’ll ask the director if there’s a spare outfit.”
While comforting the constantly apologetic Hyukjun.
Upon returning after finishing their tasks, Nari and Secretary Choi were surprised to see Yerin’s condition.
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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