“My room is right downstairs.” The breath that tickled her ear caused all the hair on her body to stand on end.
The sensual scent of the man she thought she had forgotten enveloped Eun Jo in an instant.
That feeling she thought she had entirely forgotten. Her heart pounded, and it felt like butterflies were fluttering in her stomach. She found it hard to breathe due to the strange sensation.
“……Stop it.” Eun Jo, opening her round eyes wide, pushed the firm chest in front of her as hard as she could.
“If it were possible for you.” Instead of being pushed away, Jae Ha moved closer, tilting his head slightly.
“Nicely.”
“…….”
“If it were possible, I wouldn’t even be here.” Even though they were close enough to touch noses, Eun Jo did not back down either.
“……My sister’s accident, a coincidence?”
“What?”
“Now that I think about it, it’s really weird!” Ha! Quite cute. Jae Ha’s thick eyebrows twitched.
“That expression. What is it? You have something! Right? Don’t tell me you, you…….” Yoon Eun Jo, who had been stuttering, suddenly bristled with a combative expression. A deep, distant memory. It was just as she was in it.
“Do you think I came from America to mess with you?”
“I know you could do worse.”
“Seems like you write novels as a hobby.”
“No! Don’t change the subject.”
“I looked into it.”
“Look at this! I knew you would do this! This treacherous…….”
“If finding out whether you were dead or alive is treacherous, I have nothing to say.”
“……What?”
“I’m glad it wasn’t a columbarium, but a police station, as our place of reunion.” As expected. The word ‘police station’ caused her pupils to shake. Jae Ha, who had snickered, nonchalantly tapped Eun Jo’s cheek.
“You’re supposed to be an adult, but you’re still a kid.”
“……Who’s calling who a kid.”
“Strictly speaking, I’m the older brother.”
“…….”
Speechless, Eun Jo stroked the cheek where the man’s fingers had grazed with the back of her hand.
At age 10 and at age 22, the mischievous Kwon Jae Ha stubbornly insisted that he was the older brother, even calculating each day’s date.
The two gazes that met trembled delicately. It felt as if time was flowing backwards, and the softened air felt fluffy.
Was it a situation where she should call him not a brother, but a God? Eun Jo’s eyes drooped powerlessly.
“Oh, oh……”
“That’s enough.”
Finally, Jae Ha, who had pressed the elevator button, extended his large hand as if to decline.
“What is?”
“To force you to call me brother? All for the sake of three… no, six hundred million?”
Who the hell would want to hear it, even if it was forced? That damned brother talk was an incurable disease that could never be fixed, even if he ate a lot of American food.
“No, oh. I was going to say that I had a good dinner.”
“What did you eat? Ah, cold water!”
Due to the people approaching nearby, Eun Jo closed her mouth and lowered her gaze to her toes.
“Ah, I’m envious. Right, darling? We used to have a lot of love fights. You should have been more jealous.” The middleaged woman whispering to her husband even nodded towards Eun Jo, as if to show that she understood.
Hehe, the smiling old man gave Jae Ha a nod.
Jae Ha, who reciprocated with a polite look, grabbed Eun Jo’s elbow and pulled her close to him.
“If I could go back to my youth, I wouldn’t need money or honor.”
“Then, let’s start by cancelling the handbag you ordered.”
“Oh my! This gentleman.”
Even in the elevator, their whispering seemed quite affectionate.
Eun Jo, tucked away in the corner looking at a wide back, laid a hand on her strangely throbbing chest for no reason.
The reason her heart was pounding… Obviously, it was because of the six hundred million.
Why! Why care if someone else lived or died! Why, applying my standard! Six hundred million. She didn’t ask for help.
However, the hideous faces that rose to mind along with regret…
Ding.
Startled by the small sound, Eun Jo realized that they had arrived at the third basement floor.
Jae Ha was pressing the open button, waiting for her to move.
“Ah, I can just take the subway. It doesn’t take long.”
“Stop talking and get out.”
Eun Jo, biting her lips, moved her heavy feet.
Because although his voice was quite gentle, the heat was still thick in his eyes looking down at her.
.
.
“……He’s gone. Mr. Park, who brought me here.”
Sitting in the passenger seat of a car that was not the one she rode in when she came to the hotel, Eun Jo awkwardly held the buckle of the seatbelt.
“Why, would it be good if he was here? Should I call the man who left work?”
“…….”
He’s gotten weirder. Absolutely useless. Eun Jo shut her mouth tightly and lowered her eyes.
Seeing him start the car without even asking for an address, it seemed that he had already grasped the debtor’s address.
If the traffic was not heavy, it would take 30 minutes.
She wasn’t in the mood to listen to music, but she wished that at least the radio was on.
Eun Jo, who was just nibbling on her lips, simply stared at the city where darkness had fallen.
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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