Seo-yeon couldn’t share the intimate details of the company with Bora, so she decided to send her away for now.
“Jin Bora. Friday afternoon. Wait in front of Yul’s grandfather’s house.”
“Wait?”
“Yes. We need to completely reveal that you’re the one who spread the rumor about Yul and the CEO.”
Seo-yeon outlined the plan she had thought about in advance to Bora.
“You just need to prove that there’s nothing between you and the CEO.”
“And then?”
“Then, I’ll release an apology article anonymously. We have to accept an apology for our mistakes.”
It was the maximum leniency Seo-yeon could offer. An anonymous apology meant there was no risk of her parents finding out, and it wasn’t a bad deal for Bora either.
As Bora looked around nervously, Seo-yeon raised her hand.
“And let’s have a talk. You can leave now.”
Bora got up with a creaking sound.
“Whether this will help or not, I don’t know.”
Seo-yeon, narrowing her eyes, looked up at Bora.
“Grandfather has a fatal weakness.”
If she had such information, she should have spoken up sooner. Anxious, Seo-yeon waited for Bora’s next words.
“Kwon… Yul.”
“Why Yul?”
“Grandfather thinks of him like a sunflower. If Yul moves, the problem can be simplified.”
Sunflower?
For a moment, gears spun rapidly in Seo-yeon’s mind.
“Okay, I got it. Contact me immediately if something strange happens.”
Seo-yeon urgently sent Bora away and considered the possibility of the loan extension being disrupted.
Kwon Yul’s apartment parking lot.
Seo-yeon’s sports car stood with emergency lights flashing, awaiting the arrival of Yeon-hee.
While waiting for Yeon-hee, who would come down soon, Seo-yeon was on the phone.
“Still, it’s risen a lot compared to when I lived here. Ah, favorable conditions around.”
Even with news that housing prices had risen, Seo-yeon wasn’t happy at all.
If her grandfather interfered with the loan extension, she even considered selling the house to repay the loan in advance.
Although it was a temptation to ask about the actual transaction amount after hearing Bora’s words, she had no intention of acting rashly.
Seo-yeon finished the call, having inquired about the current value of the apartment where she currently lived.
“Well, the price isn’t bad.”
She couldn’t feel relief even if it was considered fortunate. The already ruined mood didn’t easily return. Seo-yeon shook her head to quickly dispel the damp feeling and remembered the preparations she had made.
If her grandfather had secretly investigated her, Seo-yeon could counterattack with her own investigation.
Seo-yeon met with Seo-hee, who knew everything about the house, along with Ho-jin.
“Be as feminine as possible, overly polite! Just remember that.”
Chewing on Seo-hee’s advice, Seo-yeon looked down at her unpolished nails.
Should she show herself as she is? Was it right to decorate and hide to this extent?
“Sigh.”
Seo-yeon let out a deep sigh.
However, she wanted to leave a small favor with his grandfather, who looked at Kwon Yul like the sun. If gaining favor was difficult, she earnestly desired at least an evaluation like ‘not as bad as expected.’
Because she wanted to make any effort for her beloved Kwon Yul.
That’s why Seo-yeon wore a white two-piece dress covering her knees and tied her hair back. She even refrained from drawing eyeliner, presenting a pure face.
Every time she looked at herself, she couldn’t help but glance at the room mirror, feeling like she had traveled back to the 70s with her appearance.
“Really old-fashioned.”
Adapting to the unfamiliar retro style took a moment.
“My family’s ancestral home is Cheongju, and Cheongju… Ah. What faction was it?”
Seo-yeon started memorizing the unfamiliar history of the house as if she were someone preparing for a Korean history exam.
Memorizing content that had never been of interest for 29 years under Seo-hee’s coaching caused her to stumble on unfamiliar details.
“Why the curiosity about something like this? It seems more important now.”
Reciting the family history as if memorizing a script, she wondered if it would be useful. After all, it was evident that they would counterattack with criticisms only.
But she didn’t want to be caught off guard.
“I’ll show you how much I’ve prepared.”
Seo-yeon leaned her forehead against the steering wheel, afraid that her carefully arranged hair would be pressed.
Knock, knock.
Turning her head at the cautious knock, she saw Yeon-hee standing there with a faint smile.
“Oh! Madam. Please get in.”
Seo-yeon quickly rolled down the window and simultaneously opened the door.
“Did you wait long?”
“No. I was memorizing the script.”
“The script?”
“I received advice about Grandfather.”
Seo-yeon explained the content she heard from Seo-hee, pointing it out with her fingers.
“You’ve prepared a lot.”
“If he mentions my age, I can’t help it, but I don’t want to be criticized for other things.”
As the car started moving, Yeon-hee brought up a story from when she first greeted him.
In her college days, she was scolded for wearing jeans when she followed Jae-hyung to a formal gathering.
Now, after a long time, her position didn’t seem different from back then.
“I think I spoke unnecessarily to someone who was already nervous.”
“No, it’s a bit awkward to say such things. But if you were my daughter, I would have taken you out that day.”
Yeon-hee silently smiled at Seo-yeon’s words.
Perhaps because the conversation flowed well between them.
The third conversation was more natural, like flowing water, and there was no end to the stories until they arrived.
“Oh! Why is she here?”
Yeon-hee, who first noticed Bora standing in front of the red SUV, muttered softly while glancing at Seo-yeon.
“Well, at least she came on time.”
Smiling subtly, Seo-yeon looked at the time.
Seo-yeon parked while observing Bora. As the door made a sound, and the seat belt unbuckled, Seo-yeon gently held Yeon-hee’s hand.
“It seems like my father called Bora. What should we do?”
“Bora was called by me, Madam.”
“Why?”
Seo-yeon laughed quietly at the sudden situation.
“First, may I ask you a favor, Madam?”
“A favor?”
“Yes.”
Looking down at Yeon-hee’s hand, Seo-yeon spoke.
“Please pretend you don’t know me from now on.”
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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