The office, devoid of its owner, was enveloped in silence. The only sound was the mechanical hum of the ceiling-mounted air conditioning system.
Yuin, scanning the room with only her eyes, rubbed the silk necktie that Gyeon had left with her. She wondered why he had given it to her.
The vest Gyeon had discarded earlier lay sprawled on the desk. As Yuin gazed at it, her eyes naturally drifted to a crystal nameplate at the edge of the desk.
“Executive Director… Do Gyeon.”
She pronounced the name slowly, as if seeing it for the first time.
After pondering over his name a few times, she cautiously got up from her seat. The office, befitting its occupant’s status, felt overwhelmingly spacious and somewhat empty.
A long desk, a bookshelf filling one wall, the leather sofa Yuin had been sitting on, and a tea table with cooling peppermint tea were all there was.
The emptiness seemed to be filled only with Gyeon’s lingering scent.
“…”
The silk necktie in her hand, carrying his perfume, drew her attention. Yuin started to understand why Gyeon might have left it behind.
Just as she was about to smile at his unexpectedly playful and delicate action, a knock came from outside.
Yuin quickly removed her hand from the crystal nameplate, standing up straight as if a meerkat on alert.
“Oh, were you looking around?”
The young face, referred to as Secretary Kim by Gyeon, appeared.
Caught off guard, Yuin awkwardly smiled. All she had done was touch the nameplate, but she felt like she’d been caught red-handed.
Not seeming to mind, Secretary Kim didn’t appear intent on reprimanding her.
“I brought a blanket in case you’re cold. Oh, don’t you like peppermint? Should I change it to another tea?”
Noticing the untouched mug, Kim made the offer. Yuin responded awkwardly.
“No, it’s fine. Uh… thank you for your concern.”
“Think nothing of it. If you need anything, I’m in the office across the hall. Please make yourself comfortable.”
After showing an almost excessive level of courtesy, Kim left with a polite smile.
Once the door clicked shut, Yuin relaxed and returned to her seat on the sofa, deciding it was best to stay put in case someone else came in.
A neatly folded blanket lay on the table, but Yuin only glanced at it without touching.
As she lounged on the soft sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling, a thought struck her.
“…My phone!”
Remembering her near-dead phone, she fished it out from her bag. The screen, still intact thanks to a protective film, was non-responsive and partially obscured.
Yuin tried everything – turning it off and on, pressing hard, even hitting it – but to no avail.
“Ah, forget it.”
She resigned herself to getting a new phone. Her old device, used for over three years, was now useless and tossed aside.
The once cracked screen seemed to have changed a bit, but since it was inoperable, Yuin decided not to bother with it anymore.
Her next concern was, “When should I go buy a new phone?”
Then, the previously tranquil office outside became unusually noisy, drawing her attention.
Footsteps, murmuring voices, and most noticeably, an angry shout stood out.
“…That insolent jerk!”
“…Enough, just…go.”
“…Anyway, you’re…useless, useless!”
As Yuin strained to catch the words “you’re useless,” the door to Gyeon’s office burst open with force.
Startled by the noise, she almost fell as she stood up. From behind her, Gyeon’s voice, tinged with amusement, reached her ears.
“What are you doing? Entertaining yourself as soon as I arrive?”
When she looked up, Gyeon, now in just his white dress shirt, was closing the door behind him.
Upon seeing a familiar face, Yuin’s surprise turned into annoyance.
“Ah, you startled me.”
“Why are you startled? What were you doing?”
“Nothing. It suddenly got loud, and then the door burst open. I thought it was someone else.”
“Again?”
As he inquired, Gyeon approached Yuin, picked up the messed-up phone, and frowned.
“Why is this like this? Threw it out of boredom?”
“I didn’t throw it. It got like this after I dropped it before meeting you. That’s why I couldn’t answer your call.”
“It wasn’t because of your friend Ji-han?”
Despite knowing his name, Gyeon’s calm voice implied certainty.
Yuin shook her head without going into details.
Gyeon skeptically eyed both the phone and Yuin but eventually tossed the device onto the table.
“Looks like you need a new one.”
Gyeon, lounging back leisurely, chuckled with an air of amusement. Although his nonchalance seemed suspicious, a new phone was indeed needed, so Yuin tepidly agreed.
As Gyeon took a call, Yuin untangled the necktie still wound around her hand.
“Oops…”
The thin silk had already wrinkled. It had been fine just a moment ago. Her eyes began to nervously dart towards Gyeon.
Noticing this, Gyeon looked up from his phone.
“This.”
Yuin fumbled with the wrinkled area, not knowing what to do. Gyeon let out a chuckle of disbelief.
“Shouldn’t give anything to Yuin. You’ll ruin it.”
“…”
“Isn’t it the first time? Huh?”
While teasing, Gyeon gently took the tie away from her.
“Dry…”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
