Ji Ho, who had his eyes closed as if dead while his face was being attended to, opened his eyes at the unfamiliar voice. A woman with a startled expression was handing him a coffee, and several female staff members from afar were looking this way, possibly representatives.
“Thank you. I will enjoy it.”
“Yes. But, really… I am a really big fan of Ji Ho. It’s an honor to work with you today!”
“It was nice working with you too. You worked hard.”
He wanted to express his gratitude with a clearer smile and greeting, but his eyes just wouldn’t open properly. Of course, he didn’t quite realize that such lethargy was quite charming.
The staff member, who was bouncing around like a child who met Santa, walked towards the group. Ji Ho gently smiled and took a sip of his coffee.
“Oh, it’s really refreshing.”
Ji Ho took a big gulp and put down the coffee.
“Huh? Not drinking more? Have some to wake up.”
The stylist, who was investing effort in touchup makeup, was brushing his neat eyebrows and looking at the full cup of coffee.
“I plan to keep my eyes closed a little longer.”
Ji Ho closed his eyes again. Perhaps there would be someone touching his head as if handling a baby, afraid he might wake up when he opened his eyes.
Maybe, there would be someone quietly waiting for him not far away.
Such a thought bloomed like a dream. Such a desire.
“What’s up? Why are you smiling all of a sudden?”
“……Just because.”
A hollow laugh came out at the absurd imagination. He bit his lips to hide his smile, but the corners of his mouth, drawn up by yesterday’s afterimage, wouldn’t easily come down.
“Don’t crinkle your lips. Smile internally.”
“Chuckling. Alright.”
The stylist applying lip balm and Ji Ho giggled at each other.
“We’re going to start shooting!”
“Yes.”
The stylist checked every single hair with a tail comb until Ji Ho moved to the interview chair.
“Do you actually use XX Bed?”
“Yes, I like it because even when I sleep for a short time, it’s comfortable and refreshing.”
“I see.”
The light came on again on the camera, and the interview began. Most of the questions were product promotions subtly interspersed between personal stories.
With his thick, smoothly set hair, mintgray cardigan, white tshirt, and pants, Ji Ho looked as cozy as if he were exuding a fabric softener scent.
“What kind of pajamas do you usually wear to sleep?”
“I tend to sleep without a top.”
“Oh my! This will cause another uproar.”
Contrary to the awkward Ji Ho, all the staff were intoxicated with happiness. Some women were still watching him from outside the camera, even after their working hours had passed. Especially when it came to pajama talk, they didn’t know what to do, hitting the person next to them.
Interviews that were curious about such outwardly visible aspects of himself were occasionally embarrassing, but they were also fun and quite easy.
“Mr. Ji Ho, how was today’s photo shoot?”
“It was enjoyable. I’ve taken several photo shoots recently, but this one seemed to have the most normal clothes. So it was comfortable too.”
The next day. The slightly difficult interview was like this. The battle of spear and shield to dig out and protect my invisible inner self. Moreover, since both sides had considerable internal strength, they proceeded cautiously in every expression, glance, and word.
However, no such sensitivity could be read from the faces of the editor and Ji Ho.
“Hello, editor. I saw you drinking this brand of coffee last time.”
“Wow, you’re meticulous. Thank you, manager.”
“I look forward to the interview. Today, please only ask questions related to the movie.”
“Uh… yes. That’s the purpose of the interview.”
Of course, Bong Ki was not lacking in internal strength either. Sitting on a chair far away, Bong Ki pretended to fiddle with his phone while listening attentively.
“But this isn’t a question, but Ji Ho looks incredibly handsome. To the point where I wonder if it’s the same person.”
“Thank you. I’m embarrassed.”
“You’re not really thrilled anymore, are you? With this kind of praise for your looks.”
The editor subtly looked at Ji Ho as she brought the coffee to her lips. Her eyes, filled with cunning, flickered towards him.
“Even if I hear it every time, it’s nice. I’m always grateful.”
Adequate courtesy and just enough kindness. The fact that he never crossed the line was well known not only to her but to everyone in the industry. But if there was something that only people with thick skin like her could notice, it was his response just now.
Instead of clear answers like ‘yes’, ‘no’, he also knew how to skillfully divert. An understanding that could only be known after chewing on it. It was true that he wasn’t overly excited, but he was still grateful.
“You still have good manners.”
“No, not really.”
Normally, like Bong Ki said, she would have only talked about the movie and ended it there. Since there was nothing much to glean. But that was An Ji Ho until a month ago, the story was different now.
“I heard you’re busy these days due to the filming of your next project. How does it feel to work with your lover?”
Bong Ki’s gaze sharply pierced the editor who smoothly continued her words without awkwardness. He looked at Ji Ho, wondering if he should step in, but seeing him looking nonchalant, he stayed where he was for now.
“Working doesn’t feel much different.”
“Wouldn’t your partner feel a bit disappointed if you say it like that?”
The editor urged Ji Ho’s answer, making a face that seemed more upset. Although she knew that he wasn’t the one to fall for such light questions, people tend to show their weak side when they fall for hormonal tricks. She thought there might be a chance.
“That wouldn’t be the case. The expression on my face when I’m with her… one person will always see it.”
“Oh, actions speak louder than words?”
“…I’ll only take this question up to here.”
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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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