In fact, Minhyuk abruptly stood up at Seoyeon’s voice coming from outside the office.
How welcoming it was.
Unable to sit still, he forcefully opened the door. Then, Seoyeon walked into his arms like a gift.
When Minhyuk supported Seoyeon, who was swaying with her left arm, her warm breath pierced his heart.
Sweet peach scent.
Moreover, her abundant long hair gently tickled his tense arm.
If only time could stop like this…
Minhyuk quietly wished for that.
However, sweetness is fleeting.
Seoyeon’s body, which had warmly embraced him, quickly retreated.
An indescribable emptiness and regret. Minhyuk had to swallow his thirst for Seoyeon.
He asked, pretending to be calm, “Ms. Seoyeon! Are you okay?”
Already, tears welled up in Seoyeon’s large eyes, and the tip of her nose turned red.
Moreover, she stared at Minhyuk’s chest with her mouth slightly open.
Minhyuk, looking down, smiled inwardly at the neatly marked lipstick stains on his white shirt.
The flustered look of Seoyeon was ridiculously cute, and he felt absurdly pleased to have her traces on his chest.
However, he repeated only words assuring her, concealing the surging emotions.
Minhyuk took out a wet tissue and looked at the puzzled Seoyeon, then casually wiped away the lipstick stains.
There were many shirts, and he didn’t want to erase her traces.
However, she kept offering him tissues, indicating the area that needed to be wiped.
Her helpless appearance was so lovely.
It was undoubtedly someone invisible who sent Seoyeon to him, thinking it would make him feel awkward.
Minhyuk had to swallow his wildly turbulent emotions several times to calm his heart.
In the process, he roughly wiped the shirt with his hands and, with his eyes, slowly captured Seoyeon’s appearance.
A round forehead with neatly arranged baby hair, eyelashes that shook abundantly every time she blinked, and a nose that still had a hint of pink.
Just looking at her was enchanting.
What if he confessed now?
His shaken emotions suddenly revealed his inner thoughts.
Or what if, instead, he suggested talking right after the event tomorrow…
What if he said he felt the fate since they met in New York…
How would she respond?
At that moment of impatience, Seoyeon looked at him with an unsettled face.
“…Would you like to go out with me?”
Seoyeon, as if she couldn’t believe it, said she would buy him new clothes.
Minhyuk wasn’t concerned about the shirt, but he didn’t want to reject her words.
After all, he had cleared his schedule completely to have lunch with Seoyeon.
However, he felt even more sorry for Seoyeon, who seemed so apologetic.
Actually, behind the office, there was a room where he had moved his bedroom.
He didn’t bring it out here, but inside his closet were 20 sets of clothes that he could change into at any time.
However, Minhyuk couldn’t miss the opportunity that came to him.
It was the first time they would go to a department store and have lunch in the middle of the day.
Minhyuk proudly wore his luxury jacket with Seoyeon’s well-spread lipstick stains.
Then, he walked side by side with Seoyeon and sat next to her in her car.
“I’ll take you to a nearby luxury department store.”
As soon as Seoyeon started the engine, she quickly turned the steering wheel.
How boldly she drove, Minhyuk chuckled and burst into laughter.
Was there an end to the charm of Han Seoyeon?
Her unassuming confidence, always sincere in work, her undeniable charm and honesty… and her driving skills rivaling those of a racer.
“Han CEO is really…”
Minhyuk almost unintentionally muttered.
“Am I making driving dangerous?”
Seoyeon said with an indifferent expression.
“I have an impatient personality. Everyone who rides in my car gets motion sickness. So, be careful too, CEO Choi.”
Minhyuk laughed really refreshing.
He liked her jokes so much that he couldn’t even control it.
A luxury store where dazzling lights and luxurious interiors stand out.
Seoyeon scanned the hangers with shirts, taking a deep breath without Minhyuk noticing.
‘I’m cultivating my mind right now. Just endure a bit. It will be over soon after lunch.’
Feeling rushed with the thought of somehow resolving this situation, irritation surged as well.
But her expression seemed kinder than the department store employees.
It was self-inflicted, not Minhyuk’s fault.
“How about this design?”
Seoyeon asked Minhyuk only about the design, not bothering with the size.
“It’s fine.”
“Do you have this design in 105 XL size?”
Estimating the size with just the eyes was nothing for Seoyeon.
“How did you know?”
While the clerk went to find the product, Minhyuk asked with a puzzled expression.
“It’s like an occupational disease.”
At Seoyeon’s words, Minhyuk asked again, showing curiosity.
“Try matching other things.”
“Um, the waist should be adjusted according to the thigh size. 30 is tight, and 32 seems like the waist is too big, so it may need alteration… Does that make sense?”
Minhyuk nodded with a smile at Seoyeon’s nonchalant expression.
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.
*
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.”
