Se Kyung blinked her eyes open from sleep. As she opened her eyes, she saw Tae Jo’s face sleeping right beside her.
He was asleep, resting his arm uncomfortably without even covering himself with a blanket.
Where did Seok Ju senior and Mr. Kang leave him and come here?
While admiring Tae Jo’s face, Se Kyung quietly got up as the sleepiness slightly faded.
Dim light was seeping in through the slightly opened curtains.
‘What time is it…’
Fumbling on the bed, Se Kyung picked up her phone lying beside the pillow. The time had just passed 6 AM.
Considering they drank till dawn, Tae Jo must not have been asleep for long.
After covering Tae Jo with a blanket, she left the room. Coming downstairs after washing up, she saw the living room still bearing traces of the early morning.
Unattended bottles of alcohol were scattered on the table, and Seok Ju and Mr. Kang were each occupying a sofa, fast asleep.
Se Kyung tiptoed towards the sofas, quietly cleaned up the bottles, and tidied the table.
“There’s nothing to drink.”
Entering the kitchen, she opened the refrigerator. Seeing only water inside, she glanced outside the window.
The sky, which had been dark in the early hours, was gradually finding its light.
They must have upset stomachs after drinking so much.
Counting the number of bottles she had just cleaned, Se Kyung reflected. They must have drunk quite a bit at the accommodation, and here, they finished three bottles of soju.
Did all three of them have steel livers? How much alcohol did Seok Ju senior bring that it kept coming out like this?
“Is there honey at the restaurant?”
She wanted to go out and buy something to help with the hangover, but the convenience store required a drive down.
Since they came in a van, the key was obviously with Je Hun, and it wasn’t right to wake up Tae Jo, who was sound asleep, to ask for the car keys.
“Should go check. But before that…”
She should fill her hungry stomach first.
Se Kyung bit into a bread she had bought yesterday. Just then, it seemed like she heard a door opening upstairs, and Tae Jo came down.
“When did you wake up? What are you doing here…”
“Shh.”
Se Kyung put a finger to her lips and pointed towards the two men sleeping on the sofas.
“Why are you up so early?”
Keeping her voice low, Se Kyung asked Tae Jo. He glanced at the two sleeping men and approached her.
“It’s a habit. I always wake up at this time. But I couldn’t see the person sleeping next to me.”
“I woke up just a while ago. Are you thirsty? Should I get you some water? Oh, now that you’re up, could you give me the car keys?”
“Car keys? Why?”
Se Kyung handed him water she took out from the fridge.
“Everyone drank a lot, didn’t they? You didn’t prepare any hangover remedies, right?”
“No.”
“I thought so. I was thinking of going out. I saw on the way here that we have to drive down a bit to reach the convenience store.”
“Going to buy some hangover tea? To sober up?”
Tae Jo chuckled and drank the water. Se Kyung realized what he meant and let out a laugh.
“I’ll buy that too.”
“What’s so pretty about those guys.”
“Let me be treated kindly. I need to make a good impression on Mr. Kang, who will be suffering in the future.”
“They get paid to suffer. They’ve been too comfortable until now.”
Tae Jo finished his water and set down the cup.
“If you’re going to drive, let’s go together. I’ll drive.”
“Are you sober?”
“Yes.”
“You drank till late and slept late. I’ll drive. You haven’t been awake for long.”
“Alright then. Wait a moment.”
Tae Jo went upstairs to wash up and came down. He handed the car keys to Se Kyung and stepped out of the annexe.
Bang.
As the door closed, Mr. Kang’s foot twitched on the sofa armrest.
“Ugh, that damned Jin Tae Jo. I’m holding back because of Se Kyung.”
Muttering like sleep-talking, Woo Hyun turned over and covered his head with the blanket.
Perhaps because they had been drinking late into the night, the morning schedule was relaxed.
Those who wished to rest stayed in the lodging building to pack their belongings, while others eager for a hearty soup to soothe their stomachs split into cars and headed to a nearby restaurant.
Seok Ju, who needed to return to the countryside for drama filming, boarded the van with the hangover remedy Se Kyung had bought. Although somewhat better than before, Se Kyung, still experiencing morning sickness, stayed in the annexe with Tae Jo, who had separately bought food for them.
As a result, it was Mr. Kang who ended up leading the employees for a communal meal.
Once they had finished eating and it was time to return to Seoul, people began to gather one by one in the front yard of the lodging building.
“Are you okay?”
After greeting the staff she had met last night, Se Kyung first took care of her manager.
“Yes, the hangover’s gone, but… The liquor Mr. Moon brought yesterday must have been strong. It went down rough, and now my throat feels swollen and sore this morning.”
Je Hun rubbed his sore throat and coughed lightly.
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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