Jian and Danwoo walked across the yard, stepping on the white snow, and together they stepped out of the front gate. Then, after a moment, they went back into the yard, placing a yellow carrier and groceries in front of the entrance.
Looking back at the white yard, they noticed that snow was piling up again on the footprints they had left side by side. Jian jumped out, looking up at the sky. Seeing her hopping and bustling, Danwoo’s lips curled up involuntarily.
Jian turned her head to Danwoo and laughed sweetly at his expression.
The voice that was serious a year ago when looking at her and Danwoo’s current voice were almost identical.
“No, I’ll just enjoy watching like this. It doesn’t hurt much now, right?”
When Jian turned around, Danwoo nodded.
The Jian who was painful under the snowfall a year ago was now standing next to Danwoo as his wife. Standing side by side, looking at the same place, and sometimes being able to meet each other’s eyes made them endlessly happy.
They could share beautiful things, good things, sad things, and painful things, so they were no longer lonely.
At that moment, Danwoo stepped forward and stopped behind her. Then, he gently grabbed her shoulders.
He was trying to support her from behind to prevent Jian from falling over.
“Danwoo, you know. I want to kiss.”
“…….?”
“While it’s snowing.”
Danwoo smiled and kissed her forehead. Then, holding her shoulders, he turned her around.
Danwoo’s lips, which descended from Jian’s nose, stopped at the bridge of her nose.
When their eyes met, he laughed, turning his head with a twist.
Then, he gently wrapped Jian’s cold cheeks and slowly lifted them, pressing his lips against hers.
The cold lips touched, and soon the temperature became the same.
Warm and sweet breaths mixed into one through the lips that were gently pressed together.
Jian stood on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around Danwoo’s neck.
Jian, standing at the kitchen’s induction, couldn’t leave, taking a deep breath and turning around.
Danwoo, who was sitting in front of the Irish table with a sulky face, quickly blushed.
Having been pushed away while trying to comfort Jian’s shoulders, he was practically subject to a ban on approaching the sink.
“Why? Can I help with something?”
“Now, all you have to do is cook. There’s seasoning soy sauce my mom made in my carrier. Bring that for me.”
“Got it.”
Danwoo headed towards the bedroom like a person on a very special mission.
He opened the yellow carrier and rummaged through his clothes to find the seasoned soy sauce bottle. Suddenly, he found a pouch and opened the zipper.
Without much thought, he took out the contents, only to put them back in a hurry.
“What’s this? What do you call this weird thing?”
He found the seasoned soy sauce bottle wrapped in bubble wrap belatedly, but Danwoo couldn’t help but turn away from the pouch.
He was intrigued by the peculiar shape and color, and not having seen the remaining one was quite regrettable.
Glancing at the open door, he eventually opened the pouch and took out an unidentified item, spreading it out.
It was a set of underwear.
His heart raced as he imagined Jian wearing it.
“Haven’t you found it yet?”
At that moment, Jian, who entered the room, had to face the blatantly displayed underwear set.
To speak of that underwear set, it was the one Jian’s friend, Somin, had bought for her at the department store.
Jian’s hasty voice suddenly became louder.
“Hey! What are you doing? Why are you looking at that?”
“When did you wear this?”
Jian, who was quite surprised, reflexively answered.
“I don’t wear it. I just brought it.”
Jian quickly put the problematic underwear into the pouch as she approached the carrier.
“Why did you bring it if you’re not going to wear it? I’ve already imagined it, what should I do?”
“I brought it just in case. So, just in case.”
Jian tried to find another excuse, knowing that her words lacked credibility.
But she couldn’t think of anything.
Danwoo’s eyes, which persistently stared at her, seemed to be asking if she really wouldn’t wear it.
She hurriedly went to the kitchen, carrying the seasoned soy sauce.
When Danwoo came out of the bedroom while Jian was mixing the seasoned soy sauce with the crushed red pepper and green onions, Jian couldn’t turn her head and pretended to be busy.
Fixing her gaze on Jian, Danwoo sat at the dining table.
On the table was hot pot rice with seafood along with mugwort soup.
Jian didn’t say a word while eating. Danwoo also kept his mouth shut.
However, whenever their eyes met, he smiled subtly.
“Why are you smiling like that?”
“Because I like it.”
“What?”
“Thinking about you wearing that. I bought it to show you, you know?”
“I didn’t buy it. Somin bought it. She said it might be needed when we live together in the penthouse. …She said to wear that and just a shirt on top.”
Jian felt embarrassed by her straightforward confession and sighed without realizing it.
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.”
