After midnight.
The residence of the DL Group chairman, Wang Deok Jin, was shrouded in deep darkness.
Large trees, planted with the intention of ensuring privacy and blocking outside view, were closely arranged following the long and high wall.
The atmosphere of the mansion, quietly asleep, was dense enough to feel the heaviness.
The second floor, devoid of any light.
Wang Nana, who didn’t have the luxury of noticing such an atmosphere, was bustling around frantically.
She easily found the car keys in the room of her second older brother who had left on a long business trip to the United States.
Her father, Wang Deok Jin, was a complete early bird, even before he had aged.
He would be in bed by 10 p.m. at the latest and rise from his bed by 4 a.m.
She had to meet with Cha Sang Yoon before then, unnoticed by even the mice or birds.
For some reason, this time, even her mother, Lee Sung Ja, was not so forgiving.
She had thought a credit card and car keys would be enough, but for some unknown reason, she also took the cell phone about two hours later.
“Damn! Which son of a”
Nana, who had been moving silently like a thief, inadvertently spat out a curse and immediately covered her mouth with her hand.
It was clear that someone maliciously leaked information to Wang Deok Jin, but she had absolutely no idea who it was or how far it went.
The reason was even more elusive.
She did recall a girl who she had deeply insulted and ostracized for wearing the same dress at a recent gathering.
However, compared to her past actions, that level of cruelty was merely a tease, simply child’s play.
That foolish girl didn’t have the guts to cause such a big problem.
.
.
“Ah, shoot. Nothing’s going right.”
Nana, who had wandered for quite a while looking for the officetel that Sang Yoon had moved to, began with a string of complaints.
She finally found the building, but went round and round the same place several times looking for the entrance to the parking lot.
Having barely parked the car and gone up, she was greeted by Sang Yoon’s cold demeanor.
Without even offering empty courtesies like, “Did you just get here, would you like a drink?” he stretched himself out on the sofa.
Nana, who was feeling desperate, quickly sat down close to Sang Yoon.
And she explained in detail the absurd situation she was facing, almost out of breath.
“What happened?”
Sang Yoon, who had been staring into the distance all along, scrunched up his face as if he was chewing on a rock.
Only now did he seem to understand what she was saying Nana heaved a sigh of relief.
“You think I’d do it if you asked? Me, with you? The only thing I feel like doing with you now is smoking. Ah… what am I supposed to do, I can’t even see you as a woman anymore.”
Sang Yoon, unshaven and in his rumpled pajamas, waved his hand dismissively.
Having met Eun Jo, and dealing with the arrogant guy who had come along with her, he had ended up in a pathetic state, like a sick chicken.
Everything was bleak, he had passed on the work he had taken up out of annoyance to a fellow lawyer and was just holed up at home, not venturing out at all.
Still, he felt the opponent was too strong to confront readily.
“So, you knew something was going on between that guy and Eun Jo and you dragged me into this, didn’t you? Because you couldn’t handle it on your own.”
“Hey!! Are you crazy!! What are you hearing! Right now! You. And. Me. We’re supposed to get married, huh!!”
“Ah, it’s earpiercing. If you don’t fix your crude speech, forget Kwon Jae Ha, you won’t make it with anyone, got it? There’s absolutely no ladylike charm to you, even if you wash your eyes and look for it.”
“Worry about yourself first. The pot calling the kettle black. And I never act like this in front of Jae Ha brother.”
“Acting only lasts a day or two. That guy’s eyes were not normal, you really think he’d be fooled by the likes of you till now. He’s just letting it slide. He’s too uninterested.”
“Are you done talking! Who are you to not be able to handle even one woman!”
“It’s a loss of my previous state. You know when I get to this state, the only cure is time, right? And save your worries. I’m free, no matter what.”
Ha ha ha Sang Yoon, like a madman, holds his belly and laughs.
“Me? This Cha Sang Yoon? With you, not even another woman?”
Ha ha ha Oh, my stomach
“This Cha Sang Yoon, with Wang Nana? Marrying? Even a passing dog would laugh, Nana!”
“Such a Even when you speak, it’s really unpleasant. Who am I not? Then handle it yourself. Make sure you never accept any calls from my house.”
“But why did your parents suddenly choose me? What’s so good about me?”
“Because they like you!!! My dad knows about our relationship, I’ve been telling you, are you out of your mind!!”
“Ah, go away, your nagging is so annoying. Go, get out!!”
“Cha Sang Yoon, can I borrow a card?”
Ah, what a pain Sang Yoon clicked his tongue again.
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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