“I’m okay with hearing Ha Joon’s name. I just don’t like seeing you two together.”
“So, are you saying not to meet Ha Joon anymore?”
“If it really comes to that, then we should all meet together.”
“That’s a very thoughtful way of saying don’t meet him. …If necessary, I’ll meet him.”
“Let’s think about that later. So, this is Ha Joon’s recipe?”
As memories of Ha Joon’s request not to discuss him with her surfaced, Ji An felt like she was becoming the biggest casualty in this complicated and delicate relationship.
As they prepared to cook together, Ji An playfully complained about the aftermath of cycling.
“Riding makes my legs feel like they belong to someone else. This beef ramen is for my hard-working muscles.”
“The guilty boyfriend should be the one cooking. Move over.”
Dan Woo tightened his embrace and rested his head on Ji An’s shoulder.
Ji An, who had been prepping ingredients by the induction stove, pushed away Dan Woo, who had wrapped his arms around her and was nuzzling her neck.
“You say to move, yet you hold me this tight? Are you seriously going to cook ramen like this?”
“There’s always a way. Turn around.”
Dan Woo, who had almost turned away disheartened at the door, felt a strong desire to do more than just cook ramen for Ji An, who had held onto him.
As Ji An fumbled and turned, Dan Woo pressed his lips to her forehead and rustled open the ramen packet.
“It’d be nice if you wrapped your hands around my waist.”
When Ji An wrapped her hands around his waist, Dan Woo made another request.
“Press your face against my chest.”
“Like this?”
Ji An clung to Dan Woo like a cicada clinging to a tree.
“Stay like this while I cook the ramen. I just have to add the ingredients you prepared, right?”
“But Dan Woo, if you’re cooking ramen as punishment for your guilt, doesn’t this feel more like a reward?”
Dan Woo laughed, causing his back to shake.
Ji An’s voice tickling his chest was a reward in one sense, and yet a punishment in another, considering the situation.
Ji An, with her face quietly pressed against Dan Woo’s chest, asked,
“But why is your heart beating so fast? What are you thinking about?”
“Just being alone with my girlfriend at her place.”
Dan Woo barely held back the rest of the thought, ‘What man wouldn’t have his heart racing?’
Despite the ramen in front of him and the books to be read, what Dan Woo really wanted was Ji An.
Ji An, sensing an unfinished sentence, prodded for more.
“Just the two of us, so what?”
“The truth is, this is what I wanted to do.”
He swept the ingredients Ji An had prepared into the pot and then delved into her lips.
The kiss that erupted from the frustration that had built since he woke up was impatient and rough.
As he measured time with a glance at his wristwatch while still holding her lips, Dan Woo ravaged Ji An’s mouth with his breath.
When Ji An, pushed backwards, hit the counter and stopped, he detached his lips and grinned slyly.
“We need to eat the ramen before it overcooks. I timed it just right.”
“What?”
“Let’s eat.”
As Dan Woo had said, the ramen was perfectly cooked to enjoy.
The awkwardness from the exchange in the car dissipated without a trace, as if by mutual agreement.
Laughter sparked when their feet collided, and Dan Woo didn’t miss a moment to pull Ji An in for another kiss whenever their hands brushed.
Rrrrr. Rrrrr.
The deepening moment between them was interrupted by Dan Woo’s ringing phone.
Dan Woo flipped open the phone, saw Tae Yoon’s name, and chuckled as if sensing fate.
“Yes.”
[Dash] Shall I come to pick you up? Or will you come by yourself?“…….”
Why did Tae Yoon’s polite offer sound like a threat?
Dan Woo waited in silence for his secretary’s next words.
[Dash] One hour left until the meeting.“I know.”
As Ji An looked at him, clueless of the situation, Dan Woo just shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.
Ji An didn’t drop her suspicion as she narrowed her eyes and approached Dan Woo.
After hanging up the phone, Dan Woo wrapped his arms around Ji An’s neck and deeply kissed her lips before reluctantly pulling away.
“It looks like I have to go… Assistant Manager Woo, who is serious about work, is looking for me.”
“So soon?”
Dan Woo whispered in her ear, “See, it would be nice to live together.” He held Ji An tightly and added,
“Let’s just stay like this for ten minutes.”
Holding her as if he really didn’t want to leave, Dan Woo swayed gently, then rested his head on her crown.
Ji An lifted her head to look at Dan Woo and, unable to hold back, wrapped her arms around his neck and initiated a kiss.
Their kiss was a repeat of tilting heads, biting lips, then brushing them together again. They would break into laughter when their eyes met.
A couple of hours after Dan Woo left,
Ji An was startled by the intercom ringing. Glancing at the monitor on the wall pad, her face displayed confusion. As she hesitated with the speaker, Tae Yoon was the first to speak.
“I’ve come by the president’s orders. It’ll only take a moment.”
Entering the doorway, he placed a few shopping bags inside and hurriedly left.
Stunned by the unexpected turn of events, Ji An laughed as she opened each shopping bag.
Sent by Dan Woo through his secretary, there were several leg massage devices, each boasting different shapes and impressive functions. His excessive thoughtfulness was both absurd and amusing.
No matter if skies fall or earths rise, commuting is a working person’s duty.
Sunday riding had bestowed upon Ji An a Monday that felt like a descent into hell.
Every movement reminded her of the connective pain stretching from her waist down to her ankles, a sensation she hadn’t experienced in a very long time.
Whether it was the diligence of the massager or simply the passage of time, by Wednesday, Ji An’s walk had finally become comfortable again.
After the morning assembly, she entered the library, where the morning sunlight streaming through the surrounding windows gloriously illuminated the bookshelves.
“It’s beautiful.”
“Why do you find this scenery so beautiful every day, sis?”
“Because few people know the wonder of this view.”
The library, devoid of human warmth overnight, felt like it was waiting to be imprinted with fresh footprints on newly fallen snow.
Leaving a mark all one’s own, yet sparking the start of something because of oneself.
“Now that you mention it, this is a view only we know!”
A smile also played on the lips of Mi Kyung, who had her arms crossed.
Inside the information desk, the two turned on the computers and began preparing for work, pulling personal items out of the cabinets.
Ji An typed the serial number of a damaged book into the computer to check the inventory.
“You’re going, right, sis?”
Mi Kyung asked with a deliberately frightened expression whether Ji An would go to the storage where damaged books were kept.
Ji An thought of the storage behind the revolving bookcase and smiled.
“Why? Afraid of the library ghost? If there’s a ghost that loves books, it must be kind. I’ll go and come back.”
“It just gives me the chills. There’s no such thing as a library without ghosts, right?”
Holding the damaged books, Ji An headed to the deepest part of the library, where the revolving bookshelf served as the door to the storage. As she pressed the handle and turned the bookshelf with her back, her eyes widened in surprise.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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