“Lee Soo, snap out of it.”
Lee Soo, who had been downing soju on an empty stomach, eventually collapsed onto the table.
She became completely intoxicated in less than two hours.
“I should have stopped her…”
Aera, who had been trying to wake Lee Soo by patting her back and shaking her shoulders, sat down in defeat.
It wasn’t too late, so she thought about waiting for Lee Soo to wake up.
“Seems like she was really upset…”
Aera stroked Lee Soo’s back with a sense of pity, then turned to her phone as it rang.
The caller was unexpectedly Jiho Seo.
She had saved his number as a token when they became club mates, but they had never contacted each other before.
Normally, Aera would have been thrilled, but she hesitated to answer.
After running a hand through her hair and sighing deeply, she pressed the call button.
“Hello?”
[Aera, it’s Jiho. Are you with Lee Soo?]It was the voice Aera always praised for melting her eardrums.
Despite the voice, Aera felt a surge of anger.
‘After having dinner and buying gifts for another girl on her birthday, why is he looking for Lee Soo?’
She swallowed the words that were swirling in her mouth.
‘It’s Lee Soo’s place to be angry, not mine.’
After composing herself, Aera spoke.
“Yeah, but she’s too drunk to take a call right now.”
His voice was filled with alarm and concern.
But Aera hesitated to tell him without Lee Soo’s permission.
[Aera!]As he called again, urging a response, Aera thought, ‘Even if they have to fight, it’s better to meet and talk it out. I can’t leave Lee Soo like this.’
Seeing Jiho worried about Lee Soo made her think it was right to inform him.
Hesitating, Aera finally spoke.
“…Alright. I’ll send you a text.”
[Star icon][Star icon]“You got here fast.”
Jiho, who arrived hurriedly with a worried look, immediately checked on Lee Soo.
“Why did she drink so much?”
Kneeling in front of Lee Soo, who was slumped over the table, asleep, Jiho carefully brushed her hair behind her ear and gently stroked her cheek.
“What happened?”
Aera looked at Jiho with a bit of disbelief.
‘Is this the same guy who was just with another girl?’
With a heavy sigh, Aera said,
“Ask Lee Soo directly. You know her address, right? Take her home and take care of her.”
As Aera picked up her bag and shook Lee Soo’s shoulder again,
“Lee Soo, wake up. It’s time to go home.”
“Don’t wake her. I’ll just carry her home.”
As Jiho reached to lift her, Lee Soo slowly raised her head.
“Lee Soo, are you awake? You’ve been asleep for over an hour.”
Responding to Aera, Lee Soo nodded with her eyes slowly blinking.
Then, looking straight a
Lee Soo gazed at Jiho, who was kneeling on the ground, with unfocused eyes.
“Right, it’s me. Let’s go home. I’ll take you.”
Ignoring his words, Lee Soo silently opened a water bottle and drank.
It felt like the water eased her burning thirst.
Regaining her senses, she saw Aera standing beside her and spoke,
“Sigh. Aera, let’s go.”
Lee Soo, who stood up with her bag, swayed unsteadily.
Jiho reached out to support her, but she flailed her arm, rejecting his help.
“It’s okay. I can go by myself.”
Stumbling toward the counter, Lee Soo rummaged in her bag.
“Hey, the bill’s already been paid, just go.”
Aera, who had followed, grabbed Lee Soo’s arm and led her outside.
Jiho followed with a complex expression due to Lee Soo’s cold response.
His car was parked on the roadside, hazard lights blinking.
“Quickly take Lee Soo with you.”
“Got it. You be careful too.”
Seeing Jiho’s worried expression, Aera felt slightly reassured, thinking maybe there had been a misunderstanding.
After saying goodbye to Lee Soo, Aera headed for the subway station.
After Aera left, Lee Soo tried to hail a taxi from the roadside.
“I’ll take you.”
Jiho grabbed her hand.
“No.”
Lee Soo brushed off his hand. Jiho paused, puzzled.
“Why? Are you angry with me?”
Angry? He appeared so nonchalantly, as if nothing had happened, offering to take her home.
Why did Aera call him?
Feeling an overwhelming surge of emotions, Lee Soo almost felt tears coming.
Silent…
Jiho, lips sealed, stared intently at Lee Soo, who was turning away from him.
She wouldn’t even look him in the eyes. Jiho’s heart sank as he grabbed her arm again.
“No matter how much you refuse, I can’t let you take a taxi while you’re drunk.”
Jiho forcibly pulled the struggling Lee Soo into a hug and carried her to the car.
“Don’t refuse. If you want to be angry, do it in the car.”
After forcing Lee Soo into the car, Jiho fastened her seat belt.
His anger towards Jiho was palpable.
Lee Soo turned her head completely towards the window.
“I’ll take you home.”
It wasn’t too late.
The fact she got this drunk by 9 pm meant she intended to get drunk, but why…
Jiho’s hands clenched the steering wheel tightly throughout the drive.
His mouth was dry, feeling like it was burning.
He spoke to the security office at her apartment complex and drove into the parking lot.
Lee Soo appeared to be asleep, her eyes closed.
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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