“Why are you at an event like this? Did you also come to attend the dinner party?”
“Uh huh.”
“Why? This isn’t a place just anyone can come to. Don’t you need to be invited?”
Yoon Ji Woo, who walked straight towards Yeon Woo, poured out questions.
As always, she upset Yeon Woo with her subtle disregard disguised as conversation.
Yeon Woo quickly brushed her off saying she was here for work, and checked her cell phone.
She thought it would be better to find him, who was on the phone, than to stay with Yoon Ji Woo, who had already begun to scrutinize and score her.
But Yoon Ji Woo didn’t seem to have any intentions of letting Yeon Woo go easily.
“Anyway, hey. It’s been a long time. Why haven’t you been in touch lately? You don’t use SNS much. I have no way of knowing if you’re doing well.”
“I’ve been busy.”
“Very busy? Isn’t it because my brother gave you too much work?”
Yoon Ji Woo playfully jabbed at the ribs of the man standing with his arms crossed, and laughed frivolously.
“Kim Yeon Woo isn’t even my assistant. It’s a bit unfair.”
Next to her, there was Cha Han Bin, who was matching her joke with a fake crying sound.
“But who did you come with, Yeon Woo? You didn’t come alone.”
With that, Yoon Ji Woo scanned the area behind Yeon Woo.
“I’m with someone.”
“So who? Did you get a boyfriend?”
“That’s not it.”
Fatigue crept up. Yoon Ji Woo’s temperament of stubbornly hanging on until she got what she wanted was clearly revealed even in such trivial matters.
Especially, Yoon Ji Woo had a lot of interest in people around Yeon Woo.
That’s how she got to know Brother Han Bin, too.
“I’m going over there. You two have a good time.”
“Hey, Kim Yeon Woo. I’m upset. Why are you hiding it?”
“I’m not hiding.”
The gaze of her, who was squeezing out answers, suddenly froze over Yeon Woo’s shoulder. Her eyes grew wider, and her jaw gradually dropped in surprise.
She could well guess what the situation was.
Yes. How can I hide such a goodlooking man who catches the eye at once?
“Wow…! Hello! Nice to meet you.”
Ignoring Ji Woo’s bright greeting, Jun Hwi urged Yeon Woo with his eyes.
“Yeon Woo, aren’t we going to introduce?”
“I don’t have time. I have to work. I’ll go ahead.”
“There’s still 40 minutes until the start of the event?”
She was tired. Yeon Woo’s eyebrows slightly frowned.
“Lawyer Cha Han Bin, can you talk instead of me? I’m leaving.”
“…Alright. I’ll see you at the office next week, Attorney Kwon Jun Hwi.”
A lawyer? A lawyer, you say? Roan Yul? I think I saw him on TV! Yoon Ji Woo’s voice, asking her boyfriend from behind, was still full of curiosity.
“You must be personally close with Lawyer Cha Han Bin?”
Now it was time to satisfy this side’s curiosity.
Why would Kwon Jun Hwi, who has no interest in others’ affairs, ask about Cha Han Bin?
Yeon Woo cast her gaze downwards. She replied tersely, staring at the intersecting pairs of shoe tips.
“We’ve known each other since we were children. Our parents are also close friends.”
Even while answering, she was inwardly apprehensive of probing deeper. After all, these days, the mere thought of Cha Han Bin was a sore subject.
“I see.”
However, he withdrew his gaze from Yeon Woo’s profile and walked towards the front.
Fortunately, his curiosity ended there.
Entering the garden, more people began to greet Jun Hwi.
Now was truly the time to get tense. Yeon Woo straightened her back and adjusted her posture.
“Jun!”
“Susan.”
A woman dressed in a navy tubetop dress was waving at Jun Hwi from afar. A beauty with a short blonde cut and large, profoundly charming eyes. Yeon Woo knew her too.
Simultaneously, they both whispered to each other.
“Susan Whittaker. Chief editor for a fashion magazine’s Asian region.”
“That woman recently with her husband”
Yeon Woo, who was looking up at Jun Hwi standing next to her, and Jun Hwi, who was bending over to get closer to her, both stopped with a perilously small gap between them.
They were about to touch.
Literally, his sharp nose tip stopped right in front of Yeon Woo’s nose.
Jun Hwi’s eyelids, looking down at her, slowly blinked. At this close distance, even the movements of his long lashes atop his straight eyes and double eyelids could be seen.
“…”
The faint male fragrance that brushed past her swallowed up Yeon Woo’s words.
Her heart skipped a beat at his neat forehead. Startled, Yeon Woo stepped back.
“What is it?”
“Eh? Ah, I’m sorry, I apologize.”
“No, what were you going to say?”
Thanks to Jun Hwi’s low question, Yeon Woo was able to collect herself.
“…It would be better not to talk about her husband with the editor. There are rumors that she divorced recently and is seeing a younger Korean model.”
“How did you know that?”
“I saw it on social media.”
The source seemed hardly convincing. Jun Hwi’s eyes narrowed.
Still, it’s better to be cautious beforehand than make mistakes. He nodded his head and passed by Yeon Woo, striding towards the editor.
“Attorney!”
What now? Jun Hwi turned back and asked with his eyes.
“That Dupré next to her.”
“Hfashion Director, Henry Dupré.”
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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