Na Young was relieved Seung Hee didn’t mention Cha Hyun’s name.
“I’ll start looking.”
“You’re not going to try all the men at the hospital, are you?”
It seemed like something Seung Hee might do.
But with Professor Oh Seung Jun at the hospital, who would dare try?
“I’ll look outside the hospital.”
Seung Hee realistically gave up on the men at the hospital.
“When do we ever have time to go out?”
“Then I’ll start online.”
Na Young looked anxiously at Seung Hee holding her smartphone, ready to search for men online.
What started with a phone number seemed to be escalating.
Her phone rang, and seeing it was Jang Su Ho’s call, Na Young hurried to her room to answer.
“Hello?”
[Do you know Choi Nam Gi?]“Who is that?”
[A well-known investor among businesspeople. Wherever there’s a profitable business, Choi Nam Gi appears.]Na Young didn’t understand why Jang Su Ho was telling her about such a big shot.
[He’s also someone the executive director truly despises.]“Why?”
[He used to be a loan shark. Built his fortune on the suffering of common people.]Na Young’s heart started to race uneasily.
Na Young recalled the grandfather she met in Madam Hwang’s hospital room.
The old man in worn clothes and shoes seemed like an ordinary person with a poor relationship with his grandson.
[I’m sorry to say this, but it won’t be easy.]She slumped to the floor, feeling powerless.
[I’ll start by looking for other police officers who handled the case back then. Maybe there will be some clues.]Jang Su Ho’s voice seemed very distant.
While Madam Hwang was hospitalized, Na Young deliberately didn’t contact Professor Choi Tae Hyuk first.
She wanted to let him care for Madam Hwang comfortably.
Though she wanted to visit Madam Hwang’s room often, she was too busy as a first-year resident and hesitant after hearing what Jang Su Ho had told her over the phone.
Instead, Seung Hee often visited the room, playing Go-Stop with Professor Choi Tae Hyuk and Hong Sik.
Na Young mustered the courage to search for Choi Nam Gi online.
But there were no articles about him.
Jang Su Ho’s words seemed like a lie, or maybe Choi Nam Gi was a frightening power figure, adept at hiding himself.
Remembering how Professor Choi Tae Hyuk hesitated to talk about his grandfather made her feel more suffocated.
It seemed Jang Su Ho was right.
She thought she only needed to explain to her father that he was an orphan, but his grandfather seemed like an insurmountable barrier.
Lost in thought,
“Are you praying for Madam Hwang?”
Startled by Professor Choi Tae Hyuk’s voice, Na Young quickly looked up.
He was staring at her intently.
“How did you get here?”
She stuttered, having just searched for his grandfather online.
“How? I walked here. If I don’t come to see you, I can’t see your face.”
“I thought you’d be in Madam Hwang’s room.”
With no one around, Tae Hyuk grabbed her hand and pulled her into the stairwell.
“If I don’t see you today, I feel like I’ll definitely lose you.”
His uncharacteristically vulnerable tone made Na Young’s throat tighten.
Unaware yet instinctively sharp.
That must be how he was able to save her back then.
Back then, he had chased the car without giving up, guided by just a faint sound, to save her. This time, she wanted to do the same.
To protect him.
Na Young raised her arms and wrapped them around his back.
“Am I such a bad person to you, Professor?”
Tae Hyuk was slightly surprised by her initiating the embrace. After all, this was a hospital.
He vividly remembered how stern she was about not revealing their closeness within the hospital.
“People get dumped because they are bad, or because feelings cool down.”
Although Tae Hyuk had said he didn’t want to be dumped, it was Na Young who tightened her embrace, not wanting to lose him.
Holding back her emotions, Na Young spoke in a bright voice.
“I’d rather be the one doing the dumping than getting dumped. That way, I can sleep comfortably.”
Unable to resist, Tae Hyuk buried his lips in the nape of her neck.
As he breathed warmly against her, her body trembled like a quivering petal.
Reluctant to let her go, Tae Hyuk suggested,
“How about we date for just 1 hour right now?”
They were in a hospital, and Madam Hwang wasn’t fully recovered yet, but love was too intense to ignore. He wanted to breathe in that all-encompassing love, even if just for a brief moment.
Na Young felt her heart race uncontrollably at his impulsive date proposal.
This baseless confidence that everything would be fine as long as he was by her side felt foolish yet precious.
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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