Kyunghee’s eyes widened in astonishment.

How could he look at me with that expression after causing this chaos?

Jungwoong’s feelings, which had tried to strike Jaeyo moments ago, were now understood perfectly by Kyunghee.

In the moment when Jungwoong’s fist tightened, Jaeyo spoke.

“Well then, I’ll be on my way.”

With a quite polite tone, Jaeyo finished his greeting and headed towards the entrance.

As his back gradually became distant, piercing gazes were fixed on him, but Jaeyo simply disappeared without a care.

After seeing Jaeyo leave, Jungwoong looked at Jipil and said, “Didn’t you say you couldn’t bear to see me become like a little brother?”

“…”

“The result of your tolerance is this.”

Jungwoong spoke, feeling the stinging sensation from the slapped cheek.

“I’ve done enough for Jaeyo and Father until now. So, I won’t follow Father’s words anymore.”

After finishing his words, Jungwoong stood up and left the living room.

Following suit, Kyunghee also stood up and agreed, “This time, Father was a bit too harsh.”
Kyunghee, slightly bowing her head, passed by Jipil.

Left alone in the spacious living room, Jipil leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

[If he says he’s considering me as the next chairman, things might change.]

Jipil’s lips trembled, and a disturbed breath escaped.

[Star icon]

Returning home immediately after the meeting with Kyunghee, Chaeyoon sat on the sofa, absentmindedly touching her laptop.

At that moment, a doorbell rang.

Since the only expected person was Jaeyo, Chaeyoon closed the laptop she had been looking at and walked towards the entrance.

Then, she heard Jaeyo approaching through the corridor.

As Jaeyo, smiling at her, appeared above his face, the lies he had told him began to surface.

Filled with guilt, Chaeyoon put on a slightly awkward smile and approached Jaeyo.

Taking one step, then another, towards him, when Chaeyoon got closer, Jaeyo’s steps halted.

Standing still and staring at Chaeyoon, Jaeyo did not say a word even as Chaeyoon approached.

Although the gaze was warm and endless, Chaeyoon, feeling pricked by her own actions, swallowed dry saliva and asked, “Why…?”

Tilting his head slightly as he stared at Chaeyoon, Jaeyo lightly touched her cheek with his knuckles and said, “I didn’t see that, so I’m really glad.”

Admiration emanated from his gaze.

As Chaeyoon had rarely allowed anyone to approach him with such a look, she urgently clenched Jaeyo’s arm and led him to the dressing room.

“Change your clothes and quickly wash up.”

Then Jaeyo’s gaze descended over Chaeyoon’s round head.

Just yesterday, she was a girl who, if he approached like this, would shyly smile and welcome his embrace.

But now, rather than embracing, she seemed strangely distant.

[Madam Woo, it’s reported that Madam is out of the hotel.]

Understanding why Chaeyoon felt uneasy, Jaeyo silently retraced his steps in line with Chaeyoon.

In the dressing room with Jaeyo, Chaeyoon watched as he took off his suit jacket and loosened his tie. Although she didn’t say anything, her large eyes were busy watching his expressions.

“If you have something to say, say it.”

At Jaeyo’s straightforward words, Chaeyoon’s pupils widened significantly.

Opening her eyes wide and not saying anything, Chaeyoon’s large pupils were restless, not knowing what to do.

“If you’re going to stare at me like that without saying anything, is it exciting?”

The intense gaze fell over Chaeyoon’s face.

“This is a bit exciting.”

Already widened, her eyes grew even larger.

Unable to speak, Chaeyoon, not knowing what to do, looked cute. Smirking, Jaeyo unbuttoned his cuffs and placed his cufflinks on the accessory storage on the side of Chaeyoon.

“Do you have nothing to say, and you’re just staring at me like that?”

The intense gaze descended over Chaeyoon’s face.

“This is a bit exciting.”

Already widened, her eyes grew even larger.

Unable to speak, Chaeyoon, not knowing what to do, looked cute. Smirking, Jaeyo unbuttoned his cuffs and placed his cufflinks on the accessory storage on the side of Chaeyoon.

“Do you have nothing to say, and you’re just staring at me like that?”
As the warmth of his body touched the delicate skin beneath her small chin, Chaeyoon’s head gently leaned back.

Seeing Jaeyo’s eyes blinking rapidly, he bowed his head and their lips met. Lips locked, and his large hand reached her slender waist. Gently caressing her lower back, Jaeyo, tasting Chaeyoon’s lips, suddenly lifted her waist and seated her on top of a cabinet.

Breathing became much easier.

Breaths entwining gradually.

With one hand supporting her head and the other caressing her thigh, Jaeyo’s touch made Chaeyoon’s body respond solidly.

However, her thoughts were different. Unable to concentrate on this act at all, Chaeyoon raised her hand and pushed his chest away.

Jaeyo easily withdrew from Chaeyoon’s strength. After separating his lips from hers with some difficulty, Chaeyoon, after calming her excited breath, looked at Jaeyo.

The gaze that met her eyes as she raised them was intense.

Long, sharp, and cut eyes expressed coldness, and the deep gaze emanated persistence and sharpness.

Eyes that seemed to know everything.

Facing the gaze that evoked guilt, Chaeyoon, as if determined, moved her lips.

“I didn’t meet Eunha Unni today; I met my stepmother.”

Even though she confessed to lying, his deep eyes showed no sign of disturbance. His expression was the same.

This unexpected reaction left Chaeyoon slightly confused, and she asked, “Are you… not upset?”

He answered with a calm expression, “Well, we should hear what kind of conversation you two had to know.”

Although Jaeyo spoke in an indifferent tone, Chaeyoon did not hear that.

“What did she say?”

Receiving the most difficult question to answer, Chaeyoon took a deep breath and told him about the conversation with Kyunghee.

“That man said my stepmother ordered him to cause an accident and asked me if I had assigned someone to him… but I told him I hadn’t done anything like that.”

Jaeyo continued to stare at Chaeyoon as if telling her to go on.

“Of course, I thought you’d take care of it, so I even took that man’s testimony and… brought it, but it was useless.”

Chaeyoon’s face had a slightly awkward smile as she talked about taking the voice recording file from Jaeyo’s phone. It felt like sitting on thorns.

“Is that all?”

At this, Chaeyoon, who couldn’t look at him, turned her gaze towards him.

Seeing the trembling eyes, Jaeyo, as if saying it’s okay, brushed Chaeyoon’s bangs behind her ear and added, “Even if you brought the voice recording file, it wouldn’t end just by saying no.”

That voice encouraging her to speak was gentle and soft. His facial expression while speaking was incredibly gentle, but for some reason, Chaeyoon felt a kind of tension in his voice.

In fact, if she said everything as it was, it felt like something would happen. Thus, Chaeyoon gave a vague answer.
“Because I was flustered by the stepmother’s nonsense, it just ended with her warning me not to mess with the living again.”

Even after Chaeyoon finished speaking, Jaeyo silently stared at her.

In his silent gaze, Chaeyoon realized that Jaeyo didn’t believe what she was saying.

Whether she would go to Kyunghee or not, the answer was clear.

“Oppa… She told me to resolve this matter if I want to keep seeing you.”

Jaeyo’s eyes narrowed sharply.

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.”

[Touch the gear icon in the bottom right corner of the screen to move to the next chapter if you want.]