“Hehe. Oh, me. Why even bother?”
Seo Yeon looked at the paper with the phone number written on it over and over again. She then memorized the 11 digits in one go.
“If I hadn’t gone to buy bread, what would’ve happened. Ha ha. Oh, me.”
Biting a big piece of bread, Seo Yeon rubbed the edge of the paper and laughed.
However, she didn’t input Kwon Yool’s phone number into her phone. Because it would appear on SNS right away.
Seo Yeon, as if it was not yet time, merely enjoyed the happiness while looking at the number given by Kwon Yool.
After finishing the bread and lying flat on the bed, Seo Yeon laughed heartily.
She said, “I knew this would happen.”
She showed off her excessive confidence, saying, “Well, of course.”
She even said, “He does have sense, knowing to slip it in between the napkins.”
Despite her excitement not subsiding, she clenched her catlike fist and stifled her ‘hehe’ and ‘hehe’ laughter.
It was like she had become a general, inflated with confidence after knocking down a formidable opponent.
Seo Yeon’s confident attitude continued the next day.
Everyone was curious about what good news she had received, considering how cheerful she was from the morning.
“Since it’s a tiring Monday morning. Shall I make sweet coffee with lots of whipped cream? And loads of toppings.”
As Seo Yeon, seated in the conference room, casually crossed her long legs and spoke, the Design Team 1 members clapped like seals in delight.
“Order whatever you want. Secretary Choi, please order a generous amount of cookies and bread in various types.”
If I were to describe Seo Yeon’s current emotional state, it would be like standing on an endless plain, watching the grain ripen with a content heart. That was exactly it.
Everything about Seo Yeon was very peaceful.
What’s so big about a phone number. People’s hearts flipped in an instant.
“Director. Do you have some good news?”
As soon as the design meeting ended, Director Kim came over and asked.
“Ah, how should I express this. Ha ha. Oh, me.”
As the corners of Seo Yeon’s mouth rose to her cheekbones, Director Kim, unable to contain his curiosity, crossed his arms and asked again.
“Perhaps, any progress with him?”
“Ah. Well. We had mutual attraction. Ha. Somehow, from the moment I saw him, honey was dropping from my eyes. I said that.”
Seo Yeon chuckled while showing off that her intuition was still intact.
“Don’t frustrate an old lady whose love cells are dead. Quickly, tell me. What happened?”
Seo Yeon spilled everything that happened on Sunday.
Kwon Yool’s face had turned beet red when he shared the fact that he had slipped his phone number in between the napkins.
Director Kim had responded at the perfect time, repeating “Oh my, oh my,” heartily playing along.
Then, Seo Yeon had danced her shoulders in response.
“Did you contact him?”
“No!”
Her refusal was firm.
“No. Why? You were waiting for him.”
“So, he should wait too. It’s only fair.”
Director Kim had asked for the reason again, but Seo Yeon merely grinned and didn’t explain openly. She only expressed her joy freely.
“Do you like him that much?”
The two had known each other for six years. Director Kim looked at her with curiosity, as if it was the first time seeing Seo Yeon liking a man this much.
“I don’t know either. It feels strange and exciting, just like when you first start dating.”
Seo Yeon chatted with Director Kim about her feelings before returning to her office.
She stretched comfortably by the window, enjoying the morning sunlight like a plant photosynthesizing.
“The weather is nice.”
She closed her eyes lightly, and the world turned orange through her eyelids.
“And my mood is good too.”
Seo Yeon, who had been leisurely rotating her shoulders, began her official work.
Sitting at her desk, humming a song and tapping the rhythm with her toes.
Even while she was drawing lines on the design paper without hesitation, the humming didn’t stop.
Soon, her desk was piled with trendy designs.
Seo Yeon, who had been patting her shoulders in satisfaction, picked up the calendar on her desk.
‘That, it’s due next week.’
Suddenly, Kwon Yool’s words came to mind.
Two exhibition tickets with not much time left.
She considered inviting Ho Jin, but immediately shook her head vehemently.
Since it was the first gift he gave, she wanted to use it meaningfully alone.
Seo Yeon, who had been thinking for a while, called Secretary Choi.
“Secretary Choi, please postpone an appointment this Wednesday afternoon.”
“Do you have another schedule?”
Secretary Choi asked as she quickly tapped on the tablet screen.
“I’m planning to visit an exhibition. I’ll go out at lunchtime, take my time to look around and come back.”
Since she had two tickets, it seemed like she could use one each on Wednesday and Saturday.
“Yes. CEO. I will change the schedule.”
As Secretary Choi left, Seo Yeon returned to her focus mode. She had to finish her tasks in advance to take some time off on Wednesday afternoon.
As if walking through a blissful dream, time passed by.
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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