The steward did quit smoking. It was not because he quit with an iron will, but because the smell of cigarettes turned his stomach. I shrugged.
“Didn’t you dissolve sugar in shark water and drink it? I heard that helps you quit smoking.”
“How can I eat such bizarre food without knowing it?”
“That’s true.”
And quitting smoking is a good thing, anyway. I leaned on the steward’s desk and asked.
“What brings you here today?”
The steward answered, putting his glasses on again.
“I have no business.”
“What? Then why did you call me?”
“The second young master said that if you’re left alone, you’d be involved in everything from washing dishes to doing laundry, so he told me to call you at an appropriate time.”
“What?”
What’s this? So, he called me in case I’d do the housework secretly while Danmokbi was training.
I can’t believe this!
“Ahh, when will our young master treat me like a child left at the water’s edge?”
I’m going to pretend to be cute and work. I grumbled so much, and the steward answered, tapping the abacus he had set aside.
“Just ask him outright. I don’t know. And aren’t you a child?”
“What are you talking about! I’m already sixteen. In 2 years, I’ll be old enough to get married.”
The minimum marriageable age for women in this neighborhood is sixteen, known as the bloom of youth.
Looking around, I could see that my older sisters were already starting to put their hair up, one by one.
‘I don’t want to go, though.’
It was nice to see them living well, but when I thought of my position, it still felt too young.
Anyway, I was saying that I was almost an adult, but the steward unexpectedly hardened his face and scolded me in a stern voice.
“Don’t talk like that casually. Who wants to see someone turn their eyes?”
“Ha ha, really?”
Neither the steward nor I said who it was, but it was obvious.
‘Danmokbi is still following me around like a chick. If I say I’m getting married, he won’t be able to hide his disappointment.’
So I thought I should go later if I ever got married in this world. Of course, since Danmokbi is older than me, it will naturally be so.
The steward advised me again in response to my answer.
“Always be careful. Remember that as much as the young master cares for you, there are many who look at you with white eyes.”
“Sure, sure.”
“And the young master is…….”
Thinking of Danmokbi, the steward couldn’t open his mouth for a moment, and stopped. Then he slowly lowered his eyes to the desk and muttered.
“I believe you’ll act appropriately, whatever the young master says.”
“Sure.”
I understood everything he wanted to say.
‘Don’t get involved with Danmokbi in a romantic relationship.’
I was not at all upset by the steward’s admonition. The difference in status was a concern, but Danmokbi’s mother was also a concern.
‘She won’t stay quiet as soon as any words come out. She’s so attached to her son. She’s probably already looking for a daughterinlaw from a good family.’
After all, the steward was worried about me. I suddenly felt the passage of time.
‘Danmokbi is already sixteen. This would be the age when the original story begins.’
Did Danmokchang meet the female protagonist in Sinsan? The romance between Danmokchang and the female protagonist was really exciting.
‘Well, even if they met, I won’t be able to see it.’
In the original, Danmokchang returns almost at the very end of the story. The story with the female protagonist mostly takes place outside the world.
‘And I don’t have to go outside the world.’
Thinking that, my interest quickly cooled. I sat on the desk and looked at the steward. The steward frowned at my burdensome gaze.
“What is it?”
“Play with me.”
“What is there to play? Don’t you know how busy I am?”
“What could you possibly be busy with? Now is the time when you have the least work.”
“When did you last read the financial documents… And it’s not a joke. I really am very busy right now.”
“So what?”
I had done all the shopping, and the support work for the ticket office had ended. No matter how much I thought about it, the steward didn’t seem busy. As if telling me not to lie, the steward spat, his spittle flying.
“I have a lot to prepare because Danmokbi, the young master, is coming back!”
“What? Who?”
I doubted my ears. The steward kindly yelled the name at me.
“Danmokbi! The first young master.”
It was another divergence point from the original work.
[This is the time separator]I was disturbed after meeting the steward.
‘Danmokbi is coming back.’
I held Baekho tightly in my arms and diligently rubbed its ears for emotional comfort, but the ripples in the pond stirred by a thrown stone wouldn’t settle.
I bit my lip and immediately recalled the conversation I’d just had with the steward.
Trembling with a burden in my heart that only I knew, I asked the steward,
“Is… is he well?”
“I don’t know. Since he’s completely returning to the secular world, it’s one of two things.”
Either the training had ended, or he had given up. I had anticipated that too. I kicked a pebble on the path.
‘Did he succeed in sealing the divine beast?’
There was no evil backlash on Danmokbi. It was virtually a failure, I presumed.
So his return must mean the province gave up on summoning the divine beast.
‘But is that a good thing?’
Certainly, the Danmok tree wouldn’t treat the returned Danmokbi like a person. Then how much more would Danmokbi be hurt through that process….
‘But it’s fortunate he’s coming back. No need to eat cold rice on that mountain anymore.’
I had only thought of the negatives, but changing my thoughts, there were quite a few positives too.
I clenched my fist and spoke to the air in a cheerful tone.
“Great. Then I need to make something delicious. But what food does he like?”
But a response I didn’t expect came from behind me.
“…I’ll eat anything that Yeona makes.”
“Ah, young master!”
I was startled and turned around. Danmokbi, with his hair loosely tied, was standing with his arms crossed, looking at me.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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