Actually, Seoyeon deliberated between turning the situation around and enduring it.
If she had acted according to her usual personality, she would have forcefully left the moment she faced Mrs. Kim.
‘Ha. As long as it’s not Mr. Yul.’
However, given the formality of the situation, she endured it.
But enduring and being patient resulted in disrespect and insults towards Yeonhee.
If it had been an attack directed at herself, Seoyeon could have remained emotionally unaffected. It was something she had prepared for over the past few days, with many words ready.
‘This is not right.’
People who knew too well that Yeonhee couldn’t even open her mouth were pushing her into a corner, and Seoyeon couldn’t tolerate it.
“Mother, I’m okay. Let’s go.”
In response to Seoyeon’s gentle urging, Yeonhee remained in a state of indecision, only gauging Seokgu’s reaction.
“Grandfather doesn’t seem ready to talk yet. Let’s give it some time.”
“What are you doing?”
When his grandfather shouted at Seoyeon, the irritated Kim Mrs. also intervened.
There was no reason to listen to the pouring trash-like words, nor did she want to hear them.
To reassure Yeonhee, whose shoulders twitched, Seoyeon held her hand tightly.
“And you still want to meet our Yul like this?”
Seoyeon considered Seokgu’s disrespectful remarks towards her fortunate. Since the attacks on Yeonhee had stopped, she felt relieved.
“If you give us another chance, I’d like to talk only with Grandfather.”
“Where do you think you’re going? If you leave, it’s over.”
Faced with the persistent instructions from Kim Mrs., Seoyeon looked at her firmly. There was no reason to engage in a confrontation with someone trying to assert their presence.
Rising gracefully from her seat, Seoyeon politely bowed to Seokgu.
“Thank you, Grandfather, for giving me great insight today.”
“Insight?”
Seokgu gripped the armrest of the squeaky sofa tightly.
“Yes. But today isn’t the right atmosphere for discussions. We’ll do it next time.”
“The chance I gave you is only today.”
“Even so, I think it’s better to leave for today. If you change your mind, please contact us anytime.”
Swallowing many prepared words, Seoyeon picked up her bag.
“Mother.”
Seoyeon said nothing more.
She simply called Yeonhee and waited for her to make her own choice. Pressing too hard on Yeonhee would only be a burden for her.
After a moment of hesitation, Yeonhee, unclenching the hand holding the handkerchief, slowly stood up.
“Are you following such an impolite thing like this?”
“I apologize. Father. I will visit again.”
“Huh!”
For the first time, Yeonhee, who had been going along with things, seemed to resist. Seokgu laughed sarcastically, covering his eyes.
“This is why we need someone in the house. It’s already causing chaos. Well.”
Kim Mrs. didn’t shout or say anything, convinced that ignoring completely was the best form of attack. Seoyeon took Yeonhee’s bag and looked at Seokgu intently.
“Grandfather, may I discuss this matter with Mr. Yul separately?”
“Why does Yul have to be involved?”
“Besides, I feel guilty for keeping it a secret from Mr. Yul. I don’t want Mother to be in trouble because of me.”
Perhaps Seokgu’s weakness was Kwon Yul, as suggested by Bora. Seoyeon’s words made Seokgu involuntarily close his mouth.
“If we end today’s
“If you end the matter here today, I won’t talk to Mr. Yul separately.”
As Seoyeon stared intently at Seokgu, as if urging him to decide, he turned his head with a cough.
“Then. I’ll leave now.”
Seoyeon, bowing her head once again, took Yeonhee’s hand and led her away.
On the way out, despite hearing all sorts of insults from Mrs. Kim behind them, Seoyeon rather raised the corners of her mouth.
Is this what it feels like to rescue the heroine from the villain?
Laughing while tightly holding Yeonhee’s hand, sweaty from nervousness, Seoyeon leaped over a round stone embedded in the grass like a stepping stone, admired the blooming roses, and walked towards the imposing gate as if charging toward it.
With a creaking sound, the gate opened, and Seoyeon was captivated by an unknown sense of liberation.
She had prepared and learned a lot, thinking she should show her best. However, the dismal situation had changed everything.
But instead of regret, an inexplicable sense of satisfaction kept lifting the corners of her mouth.
“Mother, I think I might be out of my mind.”
“…….”
“It’s not appropriate to laugh in this situation. Did you see Mrs. Kim’s expression at the end?”
When Seoyeon burst into laughter, Yeonhee, who had been bewildered, also chuckled, perhaps thinking of Mrs. Kim.
“It’s the first time. Mrs. Kim with that expression.”
While the two laughed with chuckling sounds, Bora, who had grown tired of waiting, approached them.
“Why are you like this?”
“Oh, Jjinbora.”
“Did something good happen?”
“No. Mother and I just escaped.”
When Seoyeon laughed while shrugging her shoulders, Bora’s eyes widened as if a torrential rain of questions was about to pour.
“Really?”
“So, you can go now.”
“What about my favor?”
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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