Ding-dong.
The elevator arrived at the 12th floor, making a clear sound as it smoothly opened.
“Hello.”
Entering, Isu greeted the receptionist.
Unable to go home due to spending the last weekend with Jiho, Isu came separately to meet Wonjin and discuss the London trip.
“Oh, Isu’s here. The director hasn’t finished the consultation yet.”
“Yes, I know. I arrived a bit early. I’ll wait over there until it’s finished.”
Grabbing a magazine, Isu sat among the patients waiting for their consultations.
As Isu casually flipped through the magazine, glancing at the high-end jewelry and fashion photos occupying more than half of the book, a soft voice called out.
“Isu.”
Raising her head at the soft call, Isu replied, “Oh, Juhee.”
“Meeting you here! It’s really unexpected.”
Isu felt the same way. The image of Juhee mocking Yumi’s middle school graduation photo, calling her a plastic beauty, made Isu chuckle.
“Are you here too?”
With a greatly surprised expression, Juhee sat down next to Isu.
“Well, I…”
Without waiting for Isu’s response this time either, Juhee continued her talk confidently, convinced that Isu was waiting for a consultation.
“Hey, let’s keep it a secret that we met here. I won’t tell anyone I saw you. Just in case you might misunderstand, I’m really here for the first time in a plastic surgery clinic today.”
“Oh, I see.”
If she hadn’t pretended to know from the beginning, Juhee wouldn’t have known she was coming. What was this about pretending not to see after pretending to know?
Isu nodded and turned her eyes back to the magazine.
From her past experience, Isu didn’t have many pleasant memories of long conversations with Juhee.
“But aren’t you not interested in a place like this? What are you fixing?”
Leaning back and squinting, Juhee observed Isu’s face as if scrutinizing it.
Isu wished Juhee would remain quiet after deciding to pretend not to see, but Juhee couldn’t resist her chatty instincts and kept talking.
“When did you make the reservation? I reserved it a month ago. Why are there so many patients here? I should have come for a consultation before the vacation; otherwise, I might not be able to get surgery before the end of the vacation.”
Whether she wanted to hear Isu’s answer or not, Juhee asked and continued with her own words.
“I’m just planning to slightly refine the tip of my nose this time. How about you?”
After Juhee’s continuous rambling, she finally finished speaking and waited for Isu’s response.
“Can I tell you now?”
Juhee nodded vigorously.
“I’m not here for a consultation. I came to meet my dad.”
Juhee blinked as if asking what Isu was talking about.
“This is our dad’s hospital.”
Flap, flap.
Juhee’s eyes widened in surprise, and then her mouth opened wider.
Covering her wide-open mouth with one hand, Juhee grabbed Isu’s arm with the other.
“What! Really? This is your dad’s hospital? Amazing!”
Just like someone hearing unbelievable news, Juhee’s diverse expressions were quite entertaining.
“Oh my! Oh my! So, you’re Director Jung Wonjin’s daughter? Oh! Jeong Isu… Oh my!”
“Oh.”
“Wow! Why didn’t you say so earlier? What’s going on!”
Isu forced an awkward smile.
‘Why am I telling you these things?’
“You’re a rich girl. But why did you act like you weren’t? You fooled me. No wonder there was an air of elegance about you. So, that’s why.”
With a gentle laughter, Juhee suddenly hugged Isu’s arm affectionately, like very close friends.
“Isu, this is great. I’m next in line. Let’s go into the examination room together!”
“What? Why me?”
“Since we’re friends, introduce me to Director-nim, no, your dad. He’ll treat me even better if he knows you’re my friend. My mom is busy today, so I came alone, and it was a bit awkward. It’s perfect.”
Seeing Juhee cling to her, Isu was left speechless.
She didn’t particularly feel like asking Wonjin to treat Juhee well, who had been so annoying before.
Juhee firmly held Isu’s arm, sticking close to her body.
“Ms. Ahn Juhee, you can now enter the examination room.”
At that moment, Juhee’s name was called.
As if waiting for this, Juhee grabbed Isu’s arm and stood up.
“Isu, are you friends with her?”
As they walked towards the examination room as if pulled by Juhee, a staff member asked.
“Yes. We’re best friends.”
Juhee smiled brightly, intercepting Isu’s response.
Where had Juhee, who used to ignore people and was indifferent, gone?
In an instant, the newfound close friend Juhee acted more kindly and affectionate than Isu had ever seen.
Isu sat on the guardian chair while Juhee, the last waiting patient of Wonjin, was having a consultation.
‘I don’t understand why I’m listening to this right now.’
It was an absurd situation, but when Juhee, clinging to Isu’s arm, entered the examination room, Wonjin was surprised and greeted the two with a smile.
It couldn’t be said that they were so close just because they were in front of Juhee.
Isu awkwardly nodded, saying nothing, as she suddenly found herself in this situation.
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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