“Father, mother, I have something to say to you.”
Sang Yoon, who had placed the teacup he was holding onto the table, neatly placed both of his fists on his knees.
The gaze of Lee Hye Jung, looking at her son straightening his posture, was cold.
“Something to say? Just don’t open your mouth. It helps many when you keep your mouth shut. Right?”
Tsk tsk tsk, Hye Jung, shaking her head, looks for the TV remote control. She means to increase the volume.
“What is it, that you’re so serious?”
Cha Dae Sung, not even taking his eyes off the tablet he’s holding, throws a word carelessly.
“Ah, forget it. Whether you listen or not. When I think about those damned women laughing and pointing fingers behind my back I, who am still breathing like this, am furious. Ah…… I’m so angry.”
“Mom……”
“You said mother? Now it’s mom again? What, do you need an allowance!! Hey, I’m the vice president of my gathering, and now I can’t show my face for a while. What a disgrace this is. Answer me!!! Whose fault is all this!!”
“Please, lower your voice a bit.”
His only interest was in politics.
Cha Dae Sung, whose whole life revolves around power, honor, and a hidden lover, again grumbles words.
“…….”
Sang Yoon, his lips tightly closed in a straight line, took a moment to ponder when exactly his parents began to belittle him like this.
He wasn’t bad at studying, and he wasn’t lacking in appearance.
Of course, he, ah, occasionally dabbled in not so good things to control his sensitive and unstable psyche…….
“You, crawling back home early and eating dinner for once, I thought. But again, you’re trying to upset me with your nonsense. I have a headache, so don’t even open your mouth.”
“I would like to apologize for what happened last time…….”
“Forget it!”
“It’s okay, I was trying to say that I’ll bring the woman I’m going to marry myself, but if you say it’s over, then I’ll quit.”
Sang Yoon, who had momentarily adopted a solemn posture, crossed his legs and lifted the teacup he had put down.
Cha Dae Sung, looking at Sang Yoon as if the son who made the announcement was interesting, lets out a chuckle.
“Well, I’ve had a good drink. Both of you can carry on as you please.”
As always, looking at someone else’s business, it’s clear that he plans to attend to his own affairs at this point, like watching a fire from the other side of the river.
A bystander. A lifelong bystander Sang Yoon silently moved his lips.
After all, staying any longer would only cause Lee Hye Jung’s high, piercing voice to scratch his eardrums.
Hye Jung, grinding her teeth in preparation for a tirade, could be seen taking a rough breath.
“You, it’s only been a while since you’ve divorced. No, since you were divorced, that you’re spouting such nonsense.”
“I’ve given it a lot of thought.”
“What thoughts? A guy who knows how to think wouldn’t do such dirty things? Ah weren’t you in your right mind? In my previous life, what sin did I commit that in addition to your father being such a man, I have a son like you. Who would dare imagine that Lee Hye Jung would lead such a backward life? In the world, children who are dressed and educated casually by others……”
Yes, yes, yes Sang Yoon, cutting off Hye Jung’s words, got up from his seat.
“Anyway, I’ve told you. All this, I’m doing this to not live like the two of you. I want to find a woman who makes me want to live well kindly diligently, and live very, very happily. Differently from before.”
“Crazy……”
As Sang Yoon was about to turn his back, he suddenly twisted his body and left one more crazy remark.
“Oh, and I’ve signed a lease for a studio apartment. I don’t plan to tell you where.”
“Hey!!! I told you, you can’t be independent before getting married, Cha Sang Yoon!”
“It’s late, disgustingly late. I don’t know what attachment I had to this house that made me stick around until now. I guess I wasn’t in my right mind.”
“What? You, come here, you rascal!”
Ha Yoon, who was just entering the house, rapidly alternated glances between his mother and his brother with an expression suggesting he was fully aware of the situation.
Ah Lee Hye Jung, touching her forehead, sank onto the sofa.
Eun Jo couldn’t concentrate on her work for days due to the voice echoing in her ears.
The low and deep bass kept visiting, pricking and tickling her body.
Still.
She hated the man who could easily scatter her with just his decadent whispers.
[Even before it’s in your mouth, the happiness is enough, so you try to endure it.] [Once it’s in your mouth, you’ll never take it out. Not until it’s all melted away.] [Remember this. I’m letting you get away with a lot.] [Now, grab my hand.]Eun Jo quietly stared down at her own hand where the thick yet delicate fingers of the man had dug into.
[Perhaps you’re enjoying it too. You just don’t want to admit it.]“……”
While their fingers were tightly interlocked, she felt a dizzying sensation as if time was flowing backwards.
Ah If I could turn back time.
…Turn back time?
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 🙂
*
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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