No sooner had Tae Yeon sat down than a variety of set meals that Do Jun had preordered were spread across the table.
Do Jun, observing Tae Yeon, asked.
“How are you feeling?”
“Thanks to the medicine you gave me, I’m feeling better. Thank you.”
“That’s a relief.”
Do Jun picked up his chopsticks first, placing wellcooked ribs onto Tae Yeon’s plate.
“I can serve myself.”
“It’s practice.”
“What… oh.”
Tae Yeon quickly understood his intention.
The fact that the busy Do Jun offered an hour every day was also for them to look like a perfect couple in front of others.
Truly, he was a man who wouldn’t move without a purpose.
“I will enjoy the meal. You should eat too.”
Tae Yeon also placed a piece of deliciously grilled eel on Do Jun’s plate. Seeing that, Do Jun chuckled softly.
“Do you know what it means to give eel to your husband?”
“Huh?”
She had placed it simply because it looked delicious. After hearing Do Jun’s question, she felt oddly embarrassed, her cheeks flushing.
Do Jun, amused by Tae Yeon’s reaction, smiled mischievously.
“I didn’t know you wanted such a thing from me.”
“No, it’s not like that.”
“Your vehement denial is somewhat suspicious.”
Not knowing what to say, Tae Yeon hesitated before cautiously asking.
“I’m curious about something.”
“Ask me anything.”
“Should we… never mind.”
It was not a question to ask in a sober state. As Tae Yeon stopped midway, Do Jun urged her to continue.
“Ask me. That question you were about to ask.”
“I’m just curious to what extent our act should continue.”
“What do you mean?”
Rather than eating, Do Jun seemed to enjoy the conversation with Tae Yeon more and put down his chopsticks.
Resting his chin on his hand, he stared at her. She cautiously started speaking.
“Literally. Like we did in front of Miss Choi earlier, up to the kissing…”
“And we should do more than that?”
“……Yes.”
Tae Yeon’s cheeks flushed even redder as she said those words.
Seeing her fanning herself as if it were hot, Do Jun threw her a softspoken question.
“Do you want to sleep with me?”
At the sudden question, Tae Yeon just widened her eyes, unable to answer.
Do Jun, tilting his head as if waiting for her answer, watched her.
Tae Yeon bit her lower lip, trying to relax.
She was curious, as Do Jun had pointed out, but she hadn’t expected him to bring it up so abruptly, causing her considerable confusion.
Tae Yeon repeatedly opened and closed her eyes. It was a conversation topic they couldn’t avoid, despite being a contract couple.
Suppressing her trembling voice, Tae Yeon asked.
“What about you, Do Jun?”
Do Jun raised an eyebrow, seemingly amused, and answered without hesitation.
“If I say yes, would you accept?”
Do Jun’s gaze sparkled like a predator lying in wait, its claws hidden.
“I’ll try my best.”
Tae Yeon’s face hardened as if she had to handle a difficult task. This seemed to hit a nerve in Do Jun.
She was all smiles with the man she claimed to love, even going to a hotel with him.
And in front of him, she acted so innocent.
He poured the wine he had preordered into her glass.
“I don’t drink well. You should drink it, Do Jun.”
“That’s disappointing. It’s our first meal together since I returned.”
Do Jun also poured the red wine into his own glass. Then, he lifted the glass to his face.
“It would be nice if you could drink at least one glass with me.”
Tae Yeon reluctantly lifted her glass.
Clink The glasses of the two met in the air.
Despite the clear sound, Tae Yeon remained tense.
“Right. Maybe if I had some alcohol, it would be a bit better.”
In the awkward atmosphere, wine was the only thing to lean on. Tae Yeon took a sip of wine. The sweet yet bitter wine filled her mouth.
In an attempt to relieve her tension, what started off as a single sip turned into an empty glass. As surprised as Tae Yeon, Do Jun was equally taken aback as she set her empty glass down.
“You said you can’t drink.”
“It’s delicious. The wine.”
Do Jun filled Tae Yeon’s empty glass again.
After clinking glasses and emptying them a few times, Tae Yeon’s eyes began to become hazy.
“Hah.”
She tried hard to clear her mind, but it wasn’t easy because she had drunk too much in such a short time.
“Are you okay? That’s why you shouldn’t drink so much.”
Do Jun’s soft voice gradually faded away.
Just when her drunk face was about to thump down onto the table,
Do Jun quickly stood up from his seat and reached out his hand. His large hand cradled the small face of Tae Yeon, catching her.
Thankfully, he was able to prevent her face from hitting the table with a thud.
Looking at Tae Yeon, who had her eyes tightly shut, Do Jun let out a sigh of relief.
“Surely you’re not asleep.”
Do Jun called her name several times. Hearing his voice, Tae Yeon slowly lifted her eyelids again.
Do Jun’s handsome face filled Tae Yeon’s vision.
The closeness that made her breath hitch only added to her tension for a moment. Soon after, she laughed softly at Do Jun.
“Hehe.”
Do Jun looked at Tae Yeon with a blank expression. Tae Yeon reached out and started fiddling with his nose, mumbling to herself.
“It’s so high.”
She poked his cheek several times past his nose, and mumbled again.
“The skin is also soft.”
And the last place Tae Yeon’s hand touched was Do Jun’s thick lips.
“It’s so hot here.”
As if she were touching clay, Tae Yeon pinched his lips a few times.
While watching her silently, Do Jun’s eyes shone coldly, and then he suddenly grabbed Tae Yeon’s wrist.
“That’s enough for a joke.”
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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