Ding, 28th floor. Until the elevator doors opened, Tae-hong’s eyes remained sharply intense. Overwhelmed by embarrassment, Haegin’s face flushed, and she stiffened.
Had she used up all her workplace luck on the first day? The feeling that trials would start from the second day rushed in. As the doors nearly closed, Tae-hong left without looking back.
“What can I do? It was my choice, after all.”
Equipped with her maximum battle strength, Haegin stepped onto the 28th floor. Giving up and backing down were not in her dictionary.
Entering the Strategic Planning Department, a few employees who had already arrived exchanged greetings with her. Seeing her neatly arranged desk, Tae-hong’s gaze from earlier resurfaced in her mind.
“Isn’t it too close to the director’s office? Too openly close for comfort.” Despite her disapproval, she had no choice. If told to do so, she had to comply.
Just as she was about to turn on her computer, Yeon-jeong approached her desk with a thud, dropping a pile of documents.
“Here’s the schedule-related work for the director, Assistant Haegin.”
The documents were fine, but the way Yeon-jeong put emphasis on the last word in a low voice was annoying.
“Thank you for sharing the work, Manager Yeon-jeong.”
Despite that, Haegin maintained a calm and warm expression. Yeon-jeong’s blushing cheeks betrayed her as she stood there without leaving.
“Manager, is there anything else you’d like to say?”
Haegin looked up at Yeon-jeong, reading her expression. Yeon-jeong, biting her lip, finally asked the question she’d been curious about.
“Do you commute with the director?”
Her question set Haegin’s mind in motion.
“What’s with her?” Correcting her narrowing eyes, she confirmed with finality.
“Yes. I go to pick up the director at his place by 7 AM.”
She deliberately added “his place” to a response that could have been short. Yeon-jeong’s face briefly showed envy, which Haegin didn’t miss.
“Oh, is that so? Sounds tough.”
Yeon-jeong tried to act nonchalant, but her envious and jealous emotions were evident.
“Thank you for your concern.”
Just as Yeon-jeong was about to return to her seat, the director’s office door opened. Tae-hong emerged, and Yeon-jeong quickly turned her head. However, Tae-hong only made eye contact with Haegin, who was behind Yeon-jeong.
“Oh my, oh my!”
Yeon-jeong’s overly dramatic voice interrupted the tension-filled moment.
“Director, are you hurt?”
Since when did she notice that? Focused on the bandage on his hand, Yeon-jeong made a fuss. Haegin followed her gaze. Relieved at the clean bandage, she was embarrassed by Yeon-jeong’s escalating voice.
“Oh my, won’t that leave a scar?”
Unable to touch Tae-hong’s hand, Yeon-jeong pretended to be concerned. Tae-hong lightly brushed her off.
“It’s fine. Get back to work.”
His calm demeanor contrasted with the other’s reaction, leaving Haegin feeling awkward.
Lunchtime came as she reviewed the entire schedule and related documents. For some, it might be a time to look forward to, but for Haegin, it was a time of dilemma.
Should she ask him to eat together or eat alone? As the time on her monitor passed, her heart raced. It would have been less awkward if Tae-hong had a schedule.
Every day there’s a lunch appointment, but just today there isn’t.
“Ah well, it’s not that hard.”
Knock, knock. A “Yes” was heard from inside the director’s office. Haegin took a deep breath and opened the door, only to be enveloped by the scent she had noticed in the morning.
The coffee cup from the morning was still on the desk, easing some of the discomfort.
“Director.”
She called out to Tae-hong, who was still focused on his documents. He only responded after finishing his last signature.
“What should we do for lunch?”
“Ah, lunch.”
He hadn’t thought about it at all. Haegin felt foolish for having worried about it for tens of minutes. Tae-hong tapped his desk, lost in thought.
“Assistant Haegin, it must be uncomfortable to eat with a friend who made a mistake, right?”
What kind of riddle is this? Before she could grasp his intention, Tae-hong fiddled with his injured hand.
It was a small bandage, so she guessed someone else made a mistake last night. She couldn’t ask in the current mood, not wanting to turn his reminiscence into a spark affecting her.
“It would be awkward to invite them for lunch.”
Beating the drum and playing the flute, fighting one day and buying lunch the next. A psychopath? Haegin had to rethink what kind of person she was serving. The one thing clear was his unpredictability.
“Do you want an apology?”
“More than an apology.”
Tae-hong massaged his forehead, seemingly troubled. The bandage on his hand seemed to sparkle.
“I left without saying that we should forget the incident involving a contract with their company.”
Once you’re marked by Moon Tae-hong, you’re done for. Even a single sharp word in the morning seemed like a trifle.
“What do you like?”
“What?”
Haegin naturally stepped back, matching Tae-hong’s advancing steps.
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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