Listening carefully to Assistant Kim’s words, Yulli cautiously opened the book.
Perhaps traces of Mother, Soyeon, might be captured somewhere in the book. She might not have expressed it explicitly, but there could still be something, right?
[The congressman suggested that meeting Congressman Jeong Taehyuk once wouldn’t be a bad idea.]Following Assistant Kim’s words, Yulli silently nodded. Congressman Chae was right. She had wanted to meet Congressman Jeong up close at least once.
In the end, she changed her mind about attending. After hanging up the phone, Yulli quickly skimmed through the contents of the book.
Since it was during working hours, she couldn’t read it properly and just glanced over the contents. Most of it was about how he got involved in student movements and the reasons behind entering politics.
The personal part only consisted of anecdotes about his impoverished childhood and how he met his wife. Despite that, Yulli could easily find traces of her mother Soyeon.
Having lost his father early and grown up under his mother’s care, Congressman Jeong Taehyuk mentioned that due to difficult circumstances, he never even dreamed of having a birthday party.
In the year he entered the sixth grade, he was surprised to find shrimp tempura on his birthday table. Not just any shrimp, but freshly fried tempura made with live prawns.
Because they were so poor that they couldn’t even put pork in kimchi stew, young Taehyuk was shocked. Later, he learned that his mother had gone to work at the dawn seafood market to bring back the prawns.
Even though his mother would have been exhausted from working as a housemaid all day, she went out in the early morning for her son. Congressman Jeong wrote in his autobiography that he felt his mother’s immense love and shed tears.
“Hmm.”
Closing the book, Yulli let out a small sigh.
―Is cleaning and frying live shrimp an easy task? Even if it happened once or twice, if it was always like that. Well, you can’t do it without love.
Yulli initially denied these words from Jeho, but she began to think that maybe, even a little, her mother loved her father. However, it seemed to be a vain hope.
‘Joyful memories that remind me of my loved one’ might include not only Congressman Jeong Taehyuk’s mother but also his former lover, Soyeon.
Perhaps Soyeon made shrimp tempura for Congressman Jeong, and even after marriage, she continued to make it to reminisce about the happy memories. Not because she loved her husband Chae Hyeong-sik…
Thinking about Congressman Chae reading this part, Yulli could imagine how bitter he would feel.
Father and herself, both fell into a love that couldn’t be reciprocated, and a wry smile emerged at the fact. No longer wanting to read, Yulli opened the bottom drawer and put the book inside. Then, by chance, her gaze met Jeho’s.
Seeing Yulli’s dark complexion, Jeho gently traced a wrinkle on his forehead. Yulli, as if to say it was nothing, smiled faintly and quickly turned her gaze to the monitor.
As it became the end of working hours, Jeho approached, seemingly to give her a ride home, just like yesterday. Yulli, who had turned off the computer, looked up at him and lightly shook her head.
“You don’t have to give me a ride today. I have to attend a meeting with my father.”
“A meeting?”
“Yes, it’s a gathering for the key figures of both parties to foster friendship.”
Jeho’s expression stiffened as if he didn’t like her answer.
Even though her body wasn’t fully recovered, she was already being dragged into a political gathering. Irritation surged at how long Congressman Chae would continue to use Yulli as his tool.
However, Jeho hid his displeasure and instead inquired about Yulli’s condition.
“It might be tiring to attend the meeting. Are you okay?”
“Even if I’m tired, I still have to eat.”
Yulli said indifferently as she lifted her bag and stood up.
“After the meeting, I’ll just go to my parents’ house today.”
Although expressed indirectly, it meant not to come to the apartment tonight. Jeho nodded silently, and Yulli left the office.
It felt somewhat cunning how people’s hearts worked, and when Jeho easily let her go, she felt a bit of an uneasy emotion.
Ha, really pathetic. Being upset over such trivial matters.
Chae Yulli, you still haven’t pulled yourself together!
Yulli scolded her foolish self and pressed the elevator button with her finger.
As she left the company building, a car carrying Congressman Chae approached. It seemed like he had already come and waited for her.
Getting into the back seat, Congressman Chae, who had been looking out the window, turned his head towards Yulli. Congressman Chae’s expression was as calm as usual.
What would it feel like to go meet a rival? The feeling of going to see the man who occupied his wife’s heart wouldn’t be comfortable either.
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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