“Is this place… optimized for making TikToks?”
Seol Ji Oh nodded confidently.
Yeo Woon looked around the space with a somewhat nervous expression. The place, filled with various exercise equipment, was the company gym.
“To make good TikToks, you need a beautiful body. You have to exercise.”
“Ah, exercise…”
“Why? Did you have something else in mind?”
Yeo Woon momentarily bit her lip, embarrassed.
Truthfully, she was taken aback because she hadn’t thought of such a bright and open place, but she didn’t want to show it, so she lowered her head.
“No! Let’s exercise! I’ll go change.”
Yeo Woon dashed into the changing room. As a result, she missed seeing Seol Ji Oh laughing quietly behind her.
A short while later, Yeo Woon came out, changed into a t-shirt and leggings. She regularly received PT, so she always had activewear and sneakers at hand.
However, she was unfamiliar with the equipment as she had rarely exercised alone.
Standing aimlessly and looking around, Seol Ji Oh emerged from the changing room.
He was simply wearing a short-sleeve t-shirt and training shorts, but his unmistakable muscles caught her eye.
“Since the upper body will likely get the most camera time, let’s focus on that.”
Acting like a trainer, Seol Ji Oh sat Yeo Woon down at a machine and explained how to use it.
“Grab here, and keep your back straight. Arch your back.”
Seol Ji Oh’s hand briefly touched the small of her back. Startled by the sudden touch, Yeo Woon straightened her back.
Then Seol Ji Oh slightly smiled and adjusted the position of Yeo Woon’s hands on the machine.
When his large hand was placed on top of hers, Yeo Woon felt awkward.
It wasn’t her first time holding hands.
“Lower the bar towards your collarbone. Relax your shoulders.”
His hand touched her shoulders and gently pressed down on her scapula.
Yeo Woon couldn’t focus and bit her lip. Her attention kept going to the areas where Seol Ji Oh had touched, blurring her focus.
Even though she had learned these moves from a trainer, her mind was blank.
“Let’s take turns. Now it’s my turn.”
As Yeo Woon got up from her place, Seol Ji Oh, who had increased the weight significantly, sat down at the machine. Then, as if by the book, he began his workout. Yeo Woon’s mouth fell open.
With every pull of the bar, his chest muscles bulged and his back muscles tensed.
How could the outline of his muscles be so clear even through his clothes?
Yeo Woon’s eyes fluttered aimlessly, trying to find a focal point. Seol Ji Oh easily completed one set and moved aside.
“Your turn.”
“Um…”
Yeo Woon swallowed hard and sat at the machine. Whether it was the heat of the gym or something else, she felt her whole body warm up even though she hadn’t done much exercise yet.
About an hour must have passed.
Sweat started to bead on Yeo Woon’s forehead. Meanwhile, Seol Ji Oh showed no signs of fatigue. Noticing that Yeo Woon was struggling, he casually asked,
“Tired?”
“Yeah. A bit.”
“Then take a break. I’ll just do a bit more.”
At Seol Ji Oh’s words, Yeo Woon nodded and headed toward the water cooler.
While taking a sip of water, she looked at Seol Ji Oh, who suddenly stopped his workout to look in the mirror and then took off his t-shirt.
“……!”
At that moment, an unrealistically chiseled Seol Ji Oh appeared before Yeo Woon’s eyes. She forgot to blink as she stared at the reflection of Seol Ji Oh in the mirror.
From his collarbone to his broad shoulders, the beautifully sculpted pectorals, and the clearly defined abs below.
‘He’s already perfect, so why does he need to exercise?’
Suddenly noticing Yeo Woon’s gaze, he looked her way.
Upon meeting eyes in the mirror, Yeo Woon was startled and gasped, when suddenly a voice rang out.
Yeo Woon coughed loudly in a fit, and Seol Ji Oh rushed over to her.
“Are you okay?”
Yeo Woon continued coughing and turned away from Seol Ji Oh. She was not okay at all.
‘What are you supposed to do when you’re shirtless right in front of me!’
As Yeo Woon’s coughing subsided a little, Seol Ji Oh placed his hand on her shoulder and asked,
“Is it because of me?”
Yeo Woon nodded, looking somewhere into space to avoid Seol Ji Oh’s gaze.
Seol Ji Oh then grinned and stood right in front of her, who was avoiding looking at him.
“You’ll have to get used to it.”
Yeo Woon looked at Seol Ji Oh with a flustered face.
Get used to what?
His perfectly sculpted muscles?
Seol Ji Oh took her hand as if he couldn’t wait any longer and placed it on his abs. Yeo Woon looked at him, bewildered.
“What, what are you doing?!”
He guided her fingertips from his collarbone to the vicinity of his belly button.
She could feel the softness of Seol Ji Oh’s skin and the intricately carved muscles beneath it.
Her face turned red in an instant.
‘No, what is this…!’
Yeo Woon blinked, at a loss for words. Alternating her gaze between Seol Ji Oh’s face and abs, she came to her senses late and snatched her hand back.
“What if someone sees us!”
But Seol Ji Oh was utterly nonchalant.
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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