“What’s the rush? What’s bothering you?”
“…….”
“I’ll take care of whether I’m serious or not, whether I’ll change or not over time. Worried about Nam Yujin? I’ll handle that too. Anything else? Speak now.”
Leaning back and crossing his arms, Giyeon tilted his head slightly.
He had brought up these points to reassure her, but Yuin’s gaze seemed quieter than before.
Giyeon didn’t miss the timing.
“Nam Yuin, you don’t dislike me. Do you?”
His deep voice spread across the table, causing her abundant eyelashes to flutter slightly.
Her lower lip, caught between her teeth, trembled as ripples returned to her large eyes.
Giyeon realized again, perhaps even more certainly this time. Nam Yuin was also drawn to him. If not, she would have left the place immediately, like the day she came to retrieve her phone. But today, she stayed.
Giyeon’s lips curved into a smooth, satisfied smile.
“All I want from Nam Yuin is not to avoid me until you face your feelings. Just stay by my side until then.”
“…….”
“It’s not that difficult, right?”
Giyeon smiled confidently.
He had very well affirmed his place in her seemingly tiny heart. For today, that was enough.
Establishing a strong root was easy; whether in business or in someone’s heart.
“Why aren’t you answering? Is this too hard for Nam Yuin, too?”
Yuin, instead of responding, took several deep breaths. She seemed reluctant to speak, either out of pride or confusion.
Giyeon chose not to probe further, leaving her be, content with his mood.
Then, a staff member approached, breaking their private bubble.
“Excuse me.”
Appetizers were placed on the stark white tablecloth – bread, salad, soup. Yuin, as Giyeon had expected, merely nibbled at the food.
Even when the main dish, the steak, arrived, Yuin’s behavior didn’t change. She ate maybe one piece of the sliced meat, pushing the rest aside, and picked at the baked potato and tomato instead, eating little.
Giyeon laughed in resignation.
“Is that enough to keep your body moving?”
“It moves just fine.”
“I remember Nam Yujin having quite an appetite.”
“Not all sisters are alike. Actually, my sister and I are quite different.”
Yuin replied nonchalantly, toying with a piece of tomato.
Indeed, Giyeon had long felt that Nam Yuin and Nam Yujin were worlds apart, no longer even resembling sisters.
Nam Yujin was exasperatingly cunning, but Nam Yuin was foolishly gentle and soft, infinitely tender. They were entirely different categories.
Still, they shared a common trait: neither particularly liked nor trusted people easily.
Giyeon recalled the struggle he had when first meeting Nam Yujin. There were valid reasons, which he understood but couldn’t empathize with.
Could Nam Yuin’s reasons be among those Nam Yujin had? Would he fail to empathize again, and would Nam Yuin be disappointed or indifferent?
These baseless assumptions filled Giyeon’s mind when Yuin called out.
“Director?”
Giyeon realized he had been staring blankly at Yuin, his knife laid aside.
His deep eyes quickly refocused, habitually scanning the one who had called him.
Her face was as white as if dusted with flour, with a sunken forehead, a small, pert nose, and below that, short philtrum and tightly closed red lips.
The pointed collarbone and pale neck – there wasn’t a single part that didn’t provoke affection. There was nothing about her he didn’t like.
Perhaps that’s why. Even with her in front of him, she filled his mind entirely.
Nam Yuin seemed like a perfect fit, tailored for his barren, desolate heart – an impeccable taste that appeared just for him.
How could he possibly let go of her?
“Why did you call me?”
“Oh, you were just staring without eating…”
Yuin murmured cautiously, her eyes conveying a hesitation, as if wanting to ask if something was wrong.
The high sun shining through the front window softly colored her cheeks with a faint blush.
Giyeon smiled, his eyes narrowing without double eyelids.
“What shall we do after eating?”
“……Do we have to do something else?”
“How about a drive?”
Yuin frowned slightly, but didn’t voice any outright refusal. It seemed she was hesitant but not opposed.
Giyeon laughed softly.
It was the moment he fully realized Nam Yuin’s tail was always meant to be caught.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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