Seol Ji Oh stepped into the wine bar. It wasn’t a particularly large wine bar.
It seemed as though he had rented out the entire place, with only Go Hyun Ah inside. As soon as he and Choi Hyun entered, the sign at the door was flipped to ‘CLOSE’.
Seol Ji Oh sat opposite Go Hyun Ah, looking at the wall filled with various wine bottles and glasses up to the ceiling.
“Hello, Ji Oh.”
“Yes.”
Go Hyun Ah glanced at Choi Hyun who had followed them, then giggled.
“Hello to you too, Manager?”
Her voice was cheerful, but her expression remained impassive. Seol Ji Oh looked at the wine glass in front of Go Hyun Ah. Red wine, the color of blood, was contained in the transparent glass.
Had she already had a glass?
Seol Ji Oh scanned Go Hyun Ah’s slightly drowsy eyes indifferently.
A server placed wine glasses in front of Seol Ji Oh and Choi Hyun, and Go Hyun Ah poured red wine only into Seol Ji Oh’s glass.
“Manager, you must be tired. Why don’t you rest in the car? I want to drink comfortably with Ji Oh.”
Seol Ji Oh chuckled, somewhat surprised. Since when did we become drinking buddies?
But as he’d been worried, it didn’t seem to be a place where they would run into other people, so he sent Choi Hyun out.
He was curious about the intent of Go Hyun Ah, who had called him all the way here.
“I’ll be right outside, so contact me if anything happens.”
At Choi Hyun’s habitual worry, Go Hyun Ah responded with a laugh.
“I won’t eat Ji Oh.”
Without saying anything else, Choi Hyun bowed to Go Hyun Ah and left. Seol Ji Oh was becoming a bit bored with all of this, so he rushed to the main topic.
“Why do you want to drink wine with me?”
“…Don’t we get along pretty well?”
Seol Ji Oh slightly furrowed his eyebrows.
“That wasn’t my question, was it?”
“I thought we would be quite compatible, and I wanted to talk with Ji Oh. But you rarely give me a chance.”
“Chance? Aren’t we just supposed to make a good film?”
“Oh, I’m disappointed.”
Go Hyun Ah smiled sweetly and traced the rim of her wine glass with her finger.
“In my opinion, we seem to go really well together. Neither Ji Oh nor I have any personal life issues. Our popularity is always at the top. And looks, well, that goes without saying.”
Seol Ji Oh glanced at his wristwatch. Barely 5 minutes since he arrived. He had to suppress his urge to get up and leave.
“So, what is it that you want to say?”
Go Hyun Ah spoke, curling her red lips prettily.
“How about me?”
Seol Ji Oh laughed.
“What are you suggesting?”
“I could be a good partner. Shall we date? Or even getting married right away is fine.”
Seol Ji Oh looked at Go Hyun Ah, furrowing his brow. He was so astounded that he couldn’t even laugh. It was rather worrying.
“Just asking out of concern, but are you out of your mind?”
“Pfft. What? Do I seem crazy?”
“It’s a reasonable suspicion. I honestly don’t understand why I have to hear this from you, Go Hyun Ah. It’s also uncomfortable.”
Go Hyun Ah bit her lips and soon laughed.
“You’ve been in the entertainment industry for a long time, Ji Oh. You know it’s hard to find a good person. And for people at our level, ordinary people don’t even catch our eyes.”
“……”
“So, if we are to meet someone anyway, wouldn’t we be the best choice for each other? Realistically, it’s hard to find a woman like me, isn’t it?”
Seol Ji Oh’s head tilted.
What on earth is this woman talking about? When did I ever say I needed anyone?
Feeling utterly unable to communicate, Seol Ji Oh got up from his seat without hesitation. It seemed that Go Hyun Ah was not in her right mind.
At that moment, Go Hyun Ah grabbed the standing Seol Ji Oh.
“Am I not better than Yeo Woon at least?”
Seol Ji Oh, with his back turned to Go Hyun Ah, lifted his chin slightly. A hint of anger mixed in his slowly blinking eyes.
Whose name did she just mention?
Anger surged unexpectedly, but Seol Ji Oh suppressed it with all the reason he had left and started to think logically.
The reason Go Hyun Ah kept provoking him by mentioning Yeo Woon’s name.
There were two possibilities. She was either probing the relationship between Yeo Woon and him, or she was jealous of Yeo Woon, who was always by his side.
Then, one thing becomes clear, no matter which it was.
Seol Ji Oh slowly turned around. His gaze looking down at Go Hyun Ah was cold.
“Do you happen to like me?”
“……”
“Or, are you so desperate for a man that you’re acting like this toward a man who has no interest in you?”
Go Hyun Ah’s eyes widened, then she scoffed. Seol Ji Oh curled up one corner of his lips.
“Oh, that’s right. Go Hyun Ah had many men. With so many, I suppose none of them suited your taste?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Was his name Lee Jin Cheol?”
“What?!”
Go Hyun Ah’s eyes widened, perhaps it was a name she didn’t expect to hear from Seol Ji Oh. However, her shock was momentary, and soon she lifted the corners of her mouth in a smile.
“Why Lee Jin Cheol? He’s just a fan of mine. He was so insistent that I just gave him a greeting, that’s all.”
“Is that so? Then, you’re saying you two have no relationship?”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
