Eun Ji, who rushed into the waiting room, opened her lips in disbelief.
She saw Genesis, who was about to cry, covering her mouth with her hand, and Ji An, who was holding the torn lace.
Out of disbelief,
Eun Ji shouted at Ji An.
“What on earth are you doing?”
Smack!
As Eun Ji’s fierce hand flew to the left cheek, Ji An’s head swung to the opposite side. When Ji An looked back at herself, she slapped her cheek again.
She poured out words condemning Ji An without hesitation.
“Now you’ve torn the stage outfit? What did sister do so wrong to you? Are you jealous of Genesis? Tell me. If you have a mouth, say what Genesis did so wrong.”
Ji An quietly watched her mother, who had no intention of listening to her words.
She could taste the bitter blood from the inside of her mouth.
She thought about her mother’s next words while smiling emptily. Those words she had memorized as a child from hearing them so much.
“If you’re envious, you should have done it too. If you had done as I told you, you could have been anything.”
“Mom! Stop it. Ji An didn’t do anything wrong. She was just trying to help me because I had an allergic reaction. But I was surprised.”
Eun Ji didn’t listen to Genesis’s words and pushed her into a chair.
She had no intention of stopping the criticism towards Ji An. In a way, she thought it had gone well.
‘Ji An is your daughter too. Even if I were to die.’
Her husband, who only repeated the same words annoyingly after returning to the country, eventually left the house, and the manager assigned by the agency was not to her taste.
She had been exhausted, following Genesis’s schedule without her husband. And Ji An, who appeared at that moment, was an appropriate target to vent her anger.
Eun Ji groped Ji An’s body and shouted.
“Where is your phone? Don’t you answer your phone? Call your father quickly.”
Fortunately, or unfortunately, she couldn’t have a cell phone due to regulations. So, Ji An didn’t have a phone. She stepped back, cringing.
At that moment, Genesis’s stylist, Director Jung, and Manager Director Cha entered the waiting room.
Eun Ji glanced at them and rambled about the unbelievable situation.
“He’s going to take a sabbatical. There are many ways to upset people. The excuse is really ridiculous. For the family? What exactly is for the family? If he calls, let me know. If he doesn’t come back right away, I’m going to divorce him.”
Director Jung approached when he saw Ji An holding the needle and thread with trembling hands.
Director Jung, who had been watching Eun Ji’s vigor, took the needle from Ji An. She spoke softly to Ji An.
“I’ll do it. Your mother insisted on dressing her in this even though I said it wouldn’t work.”
“Yes.”
Ji An left the thimble on the vanity and looked at her mother. Then, she handed over the torn lace.
“Sister’s skin is sensitive, so this kind of material shouldn’t touch her skin. You should have given her allergy medicine first. And Dad… if Dad wants to rest, he should rest. So don’t go looking for him. I don’t know either.”
She swallowed the rising tears. It wasn’t her mother’s sharp words, or the unfairly received slap that tore at her heart sharply, but the absence of her father.
Although it was awkward, she had been calling her father every day.
After lunch, she habitually called him, and today he said that it seemed like spring was coming and that he could smell something good in the wind. All without showing any signs.
Even as she bit her lower lip, Ji An’s fingertips were trembling.
Eun Ji, her anger subsided, decided to persuade Ji An and softened her voice.
“Do some work in place of your father. Mom is getting old and I’m exhausted. There’s more than one or two things to worry about.”
Ji An looked at her mother and wiped the heat from her flushed cheeks.
How dare she say that after pushing her so hard?
She couldn’t even laugh at the absurdity. Her face, which had been close to expressionless, cooled even further.
She swallowed with her dry throat and tied her words.
“Mom. Sister, Director Jung and Director Cha have been with us for 7 years. You can trust and leave it to them. And I can’t help with work. I don’t even have time for that. I was working here just now.”
“You’re saying that to your mom now.”
Instead of listening to Eun Ji’s excited words, as if she were out of breath, Ji An headed towards the entrance.
Eun Ji blocked Ji An, her eyes wide with anger.
How dare you give me advice?
Ji An’s uniform seemed so ridiculous it almost made her laugh. She grabbed the front of the jacket and pulled it violently, ripping the button off.
Genesis was so happy to come to Korea, saying she could see her younger sister.
This year, she didn’t even take calls. When she heard from her husband Jae Yoon that she was in Jeju Island, she was speechless.
She was upset with Ji An for going on a trip timed with her return to the country, knowing that she had to help with Genesis’s schedule.
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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