Perhaps from spending too much time in the sauna or standing in front of the elevator for a long time, Yeongsoon’s legs trembled as she entered the room. Come to think of it, that man, No Sinsa, must have had quite a sore leg, but he seemed even sturdier than her. Moreover, it seemed odd that he was walking out of the corridor as if waiting for the elevator. It was also strange that people suddenly gathered to take the elevator as soon as he disappeared from the corridor. What on earth was happening?
“Mom, did you spend a really long time in the sauna?”
Seoyoung, lying on the sofa, reading a book and rubbing her ankles, asked without looking up.
“Oh? No. I was just talking with another guest.”
Upon hearing this, Seoyoung quickly got up from the sofa, shouting.
“Huh? Mom, did you meet a guest here? Then do you have to go back to Seoul again?”
If she met a company guest even after coming to the resort, that would be really the height of misfortune.
“Oh, no. Not a guest for me, but another guest who came to this resort. He was a really refined No Sinsa.”
“…….Mom, it’s good to remarry, but I’m against someone who looks too much like a grandfather. Look for a younger person. It’s even better if he’s younger.”
“What are you talking about, dear? And what does age have to do with love?”
While speaking, Yeongsoon felt a strange feeling, perhaps due to No Sinsa’s advice earlier. The thought that a disability was of no use in the face of love, but she quickly shook her head to dismiss such thoughts.
However, Seoyoung, regardless of her mom, who seemed to be undergoing self-division, cheerfully continued chattering.
“Still, in dramas, there are settings where a widow with a child marries a rich old man. I don’t really like that.”
“Dear, you’re going too far. It’s not like that at all. We just had a pure conversation. Oh, by the way, didn’t you say you found that Okarinan book interesting back then? Your life’s masterpiece…”
“Huh? Uh…”
Woojin said something about Okarina, but Yeongsoon couldn’t remember whether he had mentioned it or not. Listening to her mom’s tone, it seemed like he hadn’t.
“But why?”
“Oh, I saw a banner downstairs. It said that the author would have a signing event tomorrow if it snows. Just for 30 minutes.”
“Huh?”
Suddenly, when her daughter’s voice became louder, Yeongsoon’s eyes widened too. She seemed to really like that author.
“Really?”
“Yeah. But why only a 30-minute signing event? It’s supposed to be held in the event hall here? But if it doesn’t snow, they won’t do it. Maybe because the artist is artsy, it’s unusual?”
“Tomorrow? Is it really tomorrow? Here?”
“Yeah. Why? Are you too excited?”
“Wow… huh… This is unbelievable… I mean, is the deputy going to sign? Mom, I’ll go out for a bit. Where’s that banner?”
As Seoyoung bounced out, Yeongsoon shouted to her daughter’s back that it was on the first floor.
Watching her daughter rushing out in slippers, Yeongsoon suddenly felt that it was a good decision to come to this resort. She hadn’t seen her daughter so happy in a long time. But… is being happy… correct?
In front of the banner, Seoyoung diligently called Jeong Ji-hyeon on the phone.
However, now only a message saying, “Cannot answer the phone at the moment,” appeared, and he did not answer the call.
I tried calling Woojin again, but he also showed a message saying, “Cannot answer the phone at the moment.”
Is he coming here now? For the autograph event? If it doesn’t snow, will he go back?
Seoyoung quickly approached the front desk.
“Yes, ma’am.”
A neatly dressed and friendly-looking employee in uniform smiled at Seoyoung.
“Um… Is there a signing event for the author Seol Yong tomorrow? Here?”
“Yes, but it will only proceed if it snows. Please understand that it won’t proceed if it doesn’t snow.”
“So, will the real author come? All the way here?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
“Wow…”
“Yes?”
Even as she asked, Seoyoung bowed and stepped back, looking at the smiling face of the employee.
Sitting hesitantly on a chair by the lobby window, Seoyoung continued to mutter while gazing at the sky, which still seemed gloomy.
“Are you coming to keep the promise of watching the first snow together, Mr. Seol Woojin? If so… Oh!”
Seoyoung wrapped her cheeks with her fists and rocked her foot.
Here, with her mom and, moreover, she doesn’t like meeting authors, but none of that mattered. Seoyoung felt she could devote her soul to her boyfriend, who came to keep the promise with her.
The daughter who used to be so happy when her favorite author had a signing event is now listless.
She had a delicious steak at the house she worked at, so she came to the resort, thinking this restaurant looked like the most expensive, but her daughter kept grumbling that it didn’t suit her taste.
“Okarinan… she was so excited about the author coming. Why is she so down now? Why? Maybe he won’t come?”
“Huh? It’s not like that, but there’s a good chance he won’t come. I saw the news earlier, and there was no mention of snow tomorrow. It just keeps saying it’s cloudy.”
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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