Siwoo, who had put down the fork as if he lost interest, jumped off the chair.
“Grandma, Kkoppuni!”
“Oh, our puppy. Were you here?”
Running over, Sukhee couldn’t hide her pleased expression while patting Siwoo’s bouncing bottom.
Wearing the sunflower corsage hat that Dajeong had gifted, Sukhee looked dressed up for a change.
“Our puppy, did you eat something delicious?”
“Yes! With Uncle and Siwoo! Auntie and Siwoo’s Uncle ate cake together.”
“Oh, well done, well done. My puppy.”
Sukhee, who never spared compliments, alternately looked at the two men with unknown identities, and her last expression of surprise settled on her daughter’s puzzled face.
“…Uh, what happened to Mom? The store?”
When Sol asked, Sukhee, who had sunk into the empty seat, complained about her circumstances like a grumble.
“Oh, goodness, I don’t know. The lady from the chicken place at the intersection suggested we go to the mountain and have a whole boiled duck. I closed the shop early and dressed up, but oh, I don’t know, after a few hours, something happened. I stopped by on my way back early because there was no business due to the wind.”
“Oh, really…?”
“But who are you?”
Sukhee’s attention turned back to the two men. The man sticking close to Siwoo and the man sticking close to Sol. They didn’t look like ordinary customers who came in for coffee.
“Hello! Nice to meet you, ma’am!”
At the hearty greeting, Sukhee’s eyes widened.
“It’s me, but… Who is calling me ‘ma’am’?”
“I am Hong Junho. I’m meeting your daughter!”
“If you’re meeting… Oh my, my!”
Only then did surprise flicker across Sukhee’s face. Rather than surprise, it was closer to excitement, as if she had discovered a gold mine.
Standing up and rushing over, Sukhee grabbed Junho’s hand and carefully examined the prospective son-in-law’s face. And then, she checked it again as if unbelieving.
“So, Sol’s boyfriend?”
“Yes! That’s right. We’re seriously dating with marriage in mind.”
Somehow, Sukhee couldn’t continue the conversation. She just had an excited face. Closer to excitement than surprise.
While Sukhee was checking them out, Junho, with a spirited voice, shouted.
“Mother-in-law! Please accept your daughter!”
“Oh, well then. Accept or not. With a bachelor like this, I’d give her away a hundred times. Ho ho ho.”
Sukhee, who was laughing good-naturedly, couldn’t contain her admiration and gratitude.
“Be reliable. Even the character is good, and he’s handsome. Oh my. Why didn’t you say anything?”
“That’s because we’re still at the stage of getting to know each other…”
Sol shrugged shyly as she spoke.
While one man was making a commotion, the other man was peacefully and quietly feeding his child a bite of cake.
“Then, who is that man?”
Turning her gaze to the man feeding Siwoo carefully, Sukhee expressed her doubts. Everyone’s attention turned to me, making Junghyuk’s eyebrows uncomfortably twitch.
“Mom, that’s, you see…”
To tactfully diffuse the awkward situation, Sol whispered something short in Sukhee’s ear. Sukhee’s eyes immediately squinted, and her mouth dropped open.
“Oh my goodness!”
Successively clapping her hands, Sukhee alternately looked at Junghyuk and Siwoo’s faces, then sighed with a face full of words.
When they first entered the cafe, it didn’t seem extraordinary. Even though she had guessed after getting to know them, if she had seen them without knowing, it would have been clear that they were incredibly wealthy.
Even so, Sol had heard about Siwoo meeting his dad. She hoped everything would go well for them, thinking that they would figure things out on their own.
She wanted to tell Jungae right away, but she had to pretend not to hear anything, as Dajeong said she was investigating secretly.
But now, seeing them in person, it was surprising, welcoming, and just fascinating.
“Mr. Junghyuk, as I mentioned before, she’s our mom who has been taking care of Siwoo since he was little.”
With Sol’s introduction, Junghyuk, who had widened his eyes, stood up and expressed his gratitude with a polite bow.
The second favorite folk tale is the story of a magpie repaying kindness. Even if you ignore everything else, you can’t pretend not to know the favor of raising my son.
As time passed, Siwoo yawned. His face showed signs of sleepiness, as if he was dying. Watching this, Junghyuk tidied up the place.
“Yoo Siwoo, wake up. Let’s go home and take a nap.”
Upon hearing this, Siwoo, with a sleepy face, mumbled.
“A nap… huh? But we’re not going home, Siwoo?”
“What if we don’t go home? Are you going to sleep outside? Is Siwoo homeless? Why not go home?”
“Because there are bugs at home, so I can’t go. I’ll stay at Auntie’s until she catches the bugs.”
To the words that were somewhat incomprehensible, Junghyuk narrowed his eyes slightly.
“Bugs…?”
“Oops, it’s hot!”
Startled, Dajeong missed the pot lid and deftly pinched her ear. Her hands, marked with traces of cuts and burns, had not had a chance to drink water for hours.
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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