But suggesting this meant Gyeon wanted Eunhan to simply listen to whatever he said.
Realizing Gyeon’s cheeky intent, Eunhan exhaled a grey cloud of smoke, annoyed, “Does that girl know how awful your personality is?”
“Well, she knows about my reputation.”
“That’s something everyone in Korea knows. If they don’t, they might as well renounce their citizenship.”
“Don’t exaggerate. That’s exactly what annoys me.”
“Then deal with it sooner.”
After extinguishing the cigarette that couldn’t get any shorter, Gyeon irritably lit another.
“I never thought it would catch up to me like this. When she mentioned sponsorship… really.”
Recalling the event, Gyeon downed half his whiskey glass.
Despite the fiery liquid that coursed down his throat, his anger remained, evidenced by the thick smoke he exhaled. Watching him, Eunhan chuckled lightly.
“Start fixing it now. So your young girlfriend doesn’t get hurt.”
“That sounds good.”
“What does?”
“Calling her ‘my girlfriend’.”
Eunhan looked at him as if he were insane.
“Enough already, you madman. It’s sickening!”
“It’s none of your business, Eunhan. As long as Yuin is fine with it.”
Pleased with himself, Gyeon resembled a predator at the top of the food chain, having forced its favorite prey to submit.
Under the dim lights, his black shirt and tie-less appearance made him look dangerous, cunning, and subtly but brutally predatory.
Eunhan bit back his urge to ask Gyeon if he realized the ferocity of his possessiveness, not wanting to scare away his young, intimidated lover.
As he wasn’t in a position to meddle in someone else’s relationship, he remained silent.
Hiding his bitterness, Eunhan offered lightly, “Bring her to the hotel sometime. Let’s see this Nam Yujin’s actress sister.”
“Right. She’s nothing like her sister. What will you do if I bring her?”
“I’ll treat her to something nice. If you want, I’ll even offer a suite.”
Gyeon’s eyebrows twitched at the mention of a suite.
“Of course, it’s free, right?”
“Yes. For a day.”
“Just a day? Not for several nights?”
“Do you plan to lock yourselves away for days?”
“No, but I thought I could use it whenever needed.”
“Where do you spend all the money you earn, Gyeon? I don’t dig up land to run my business. Be grateful for a day.”
“What kind of chaebol son digs up land for business? Are you drunk, old man?”
After exhaling the last of the smoke, Gyeon stubbed out his cigarette. Suddenly amused by a thought, he chuckled and said, “Come to think of it, I’ve never smoked in front of her. She probably doesn’t even know I’m a smoker.”
“So what?”
“That’s how much I like her.”
“Go tell her that, not me, please. Stop doing this to me.”
Eunhan looked like he had reached his limit, his expression pained.
Half teasing Eunhan, half genuinely fond of Nam Yuin, Gyeon’s sincere words swam across the bar table where they sat.
Laughing heartily, Gyeon’s slender eyes narrowed as he delivered the final blow, “At this rate, I might beat you to the altar, Eunhan. I might just do what you couldn’t in ten years.”
“Ten years or not, she’s only twenty-three.”
“So what? Can’t a twenty-three-year-old marry?”
“Ah, really… Marriage isn’t child’s play. And does she even want to marry you? Stop counting your chickens and get a grip. It’s embarrassing.”
The petty banter between the two men seemed endless, only winding down as dawn deepened.
Gyeon had managed to wrangle a promise from Eunhan for a standing suite reservation at his hotel. Wary of potential backtracking, Gyeon recorded their agreement, delighted at the mere thought of using it.
As his sedan sped through the deep night, Gyeon opened the window to let in the cool dawn breeze.
“Sigh, Nam Yuin.”
He savored her name in his mouth, wondering why even the pronunciation seemed sweet.
The potent whiskey aroma was easily overpowered by a sweet scent that flowed over his taste buds, a peach-like, luscious fragrance that tantalized his senses.
“Heh.”
Leaning back in the seat, Gyeon swallowed a hollow laugh.
He felt utterly insane, questioning himself if it was normal to sense scents and emotions just by uttering a name. He was becoming fearful of himself, seemingly going mad over Nam Yuin, worrying he might do something rash because of her.
Yet to officially start anything, but already so affected, what would happen once things really began?
“No, it’s already started,” Gyeon admitted. His heart had been captivated since the moment he first saw her, small and pale, crouching in the hallway.
Their starting lines were misaligned. While he was already considering marriage, Yuin hadn’t even decided whether to start.
As alcohol surged through him, his unrestrained feelings manifested as frustration.
“When will you come? How long must I wait? Can’t you just come now? Will you come at all?”
Angry, annoyed, briefly resentful, his thoughts always circled back to longing.
That’s how one man’s dawn deepened, consumed by thoughts of ‘missing her.’
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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