Haeju intentionally brought Hyunseong with her to the conference room.
She couldn’t help but worry that she might suffer for it if she confronted Jinhan alone.
“You’ve waited a long time.”
“No, not at all.”
Haeju, who had relieved herself of a heavy mood, participated in the concept meeting. The chief editor unexpectedly suggested something different for the contents of the fall pictorial.
“I was originally thinking of going with bold outfits.”
“Really?”
“But because of Haeju, who has a delicate image, I thought, how about a fall wedding?”
“A wedding?”
“It will look fantastic with a sophisticated direction.”
The prepared portfolio was specially arranged for the pregnant Haeju.
Each design was fantastic, making her smile brightly.
“It’s so beautiful.”
Haeju had never worn a wedding dress even in dramas.
In reality, she and Dojun lived as a married couple, but they never had a proper wedding.
So wearing a wedding dress was particularly special.
The meeting concluded after two hours.
At the same time, Jinhan couldn’t get a grip on things. When he looked at the wall clock ticking repeatedly, his phone rang.
It was the manager team leader’s phone.
“I’m coming.”
Ah… Director?
Han Jintae’s voice, sounding perplexed, unpleasantly invaded Jinhan’s ears. In response, Jinhan opened his irritated voice.
“Is sending a new manager also your father’s doing?”
The chairman is busy, so I’m actively handling it.
The slick response raised anger up to Jinhan’s throat. Unable to let go of his greed, he clenched his fist at the thought of stepping on his foot.
“I’m warning you, stop it here.”
I should let you know that news about the new candidate who will lead GN Entertainment will be revealed soon.
“Before I leave, Director Yoo Jinhan, one of the directors, will be cut off.”
Chairman Yoo needs me.
“Kim Youngjae, the manager, cannot be accepted at all, so you know that.”
The conversation with Han Jintae was getting longer and there seemed to be nothing good about it. Whatever he wanted to say to Chairman Yoo, it required a different method than communicating through Han Jintae.
So, there was one person he thought of. Despite sighing, there was no other answer for now, so he picked up the phone.
The day of the photoshoot arrived.
Since the friction with Youngjae and the recent days of silence, Hyunseong had been quiet. Hyunseong, as usual, came to work with Haeju confidently, and the manager team leader had been fired.
Jinhan’s decision allowed Haeju to somewhat feel relieved.
Early in the morning, she stood in front of the mirror. Unable to exercise as before due to her condition, she stretched to check her body.
“If I gain weight, it’s a big problem.”
Dojun approached from behind, having only worn pajamas. Revealing his sturdy upper body, he wrapped his arms around Haeju’s shoulders.
“You’ve gotten thinner.”
“Only in front of the camera.”
“I can only see bones.”
“In the movie industry, it’s a problem. When we were in Jeju, I lost so much weight that it would be a problem if there’s a difference.”
Haeju finished her basic skincare.
While eating and enduring, Dojun’s gaze became stern.
“Eat more.”
“If you’re hungry, you can have a snack in between.”
“What if you collapse again?”
“I’ll consider the pregnancy for the shoot.”
Haeju was excited about the thought of wearing a wedding dress.
Curious about what was so good, Dojun asked with a puzzled smile.
“Do you like it that much?”
“The outfit I’ll wear today is a wedding dress.”
Dojun hadn’t had a proper wedding with Haeju yet.
He wanted to put a wedding dress on Haeju, but it kept getting delayed.
Feeling sorry for her childish excitement, he asked, “Is that so good?”
“Did I propose to you?”
“At the airport?”
“Yeah. That’s still valid.”
“I don’t want to have a wedding if I’m bloated.”
“So what?”
Haeju forcefully pulled him close.
Although he expressed his intentions clearly, Dojun didn’t say anything more.
“Can we go visit the studio later?”
“Sure. I’ll ask Hyunseong to let us know the studio location.”
Haeju didn’t want to miss the sight of herself in the first wedding dress.
Deep in thought, Dojun finished his meal.
“I’ll go to work first.”
“Be careful.”
Dojun was about to leave the entrance but turned back.
Approaching Haeju, he gently kissed her lips and whispered.
“Tasty.”
“……!”
With a mischievous remark, Haeju’s face quickly flushed.
Dojun, who couldn’t help but smile, went to work and left Haeju alone at home.
“You do that every time.”
Haeju was about to change her clothes when the power outage occurred, causing the lights in the house to repeatedly turn on and off.
“Now it’s not scary anymore.”
The power outage, which used to shake Haeju, was no longer frightening. It seemed even this had become a faint memory.
It was soon time for Hyunseong to come and pick her up. Haeju packed the necessary props and headed downstairs.
A car happened to stop outside.
“He’s here.”
Hearing the engine, she hurriedly ran to the entrance.
But the person who greeted her so confidently in front of Haeju was not Hyunseong.
“How did you get here?”
“From today, you will move with me.”
The person who drove the van to the house was Youngjae. Park was sitting in the driver’s seat, checking the side mirror.
Nowhere to be seen was Hyunseong, so she asked, “Where is he?”
“He will tell you when we’re on our way.”
“What about Hyunseong?”
“He is waiting at the scene.”
“Hey! Hyunseong is not your subordinate!”
Sensitive, Haeju raised her voice.
However, without checking the time, Youngjae, who opened the car, pointed inside.
“We’ll be late for the shoot. Get in.”
“Fine. But I’m not going like this.”
Haeju gestured to enter her house.
Nevertheless, calmly persuading, Youngjae said, “Even if you’re angry, you have to work. Mr. Hyunseong is at the scene, so you can feel relieved.”
Reluctantly, Haeju got into the van.
During the drive to the shooting location, an uncomfortable silence filled the car.
After a while, Haeju opened the car door and got out.
The studio was in full swing with staff, the editing director, and a photographer who greeted her.
“Haeju, you came?”
“I’m not late, am I?”
“No. You can start with makeup.”
Youngjae followed behind her.
Haeju stopped and asked him, on high alert, to stay back.
“I’m uncomfortable with you being there.”
“I’ll wait outside.”
She moved to the makeup room.
At that moment, Hyunseong, who was sitting weakly, suddenly stood up.
“Sister!”
“What happened?”
Haeju asked the makeup designer to excuse them for a moment and approached him.
“Is Mr. Youngjae outside?”
“Yeah, I told him not to come in here.”
“Oh, don’t say that. I left home, but there are guys guarding in front of the house.”
“Who?”
“Director Han Jintae and his bodyguards.”
“What?”
Hyunseong, already agitated since the morning, sighed as he pleased.
Observing Youngjae standing outside, Haeju continued the conversation.
“I was so scared that I almost wet my pants.”
“Did he threaten you?”
“Yes, he told me to stop and leave.”
“He said he signed a contract with me?”
“He did, and he said that he would manage me only during personal schedules, and for official matters, Youngjae, the manager, would handle them.”
Haeju bit her lower lip painfully.
Unable to bear it, she walked up to Youngjae.
“I can’t work with someone who resorts to threats.”
“Director Han Jintae said…”
“Stop making excuses!”
Haeju confronted Youngjae, who was taller than her.
“If you’re not going to be my real manager, then please leave.”
The once bright atmosphere in the studio instantly turned cold.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
