Before gaining independence, Woo-jin never left his room; after independence, he refused to attend at all. Initially, Grandfather Seol was understanding, but as time passed, he grew resentful towards his grandson.
Therefore, he insisted on Ji-hyun and his wife to somehow bring Woo-jin.
Understanding both Grandfather and Woo-jin’s feelings, Ji-hyun felt heavy-hearted. Above all, he was burdened by the thought that he was responsible for this situation.
Used to a routine life of studying or reading at the library before work, Soo-young overslept the next morning after binge-watching a drama all night. The drama, based on a web novel, was exactly to her taste, and she impulsively ordered the novel online while watching it.
The only downside was the male lead’s face; to her, the actor looked too ordinary, likely because she had been seeing an unnaturally handsome face recently. She rationalized and finished all eight episodes overnight.
Soo-young, enjoying the morning of unemployment, was jolted awake by her phone’s vibration.
“Ugh… What is it…?”
Groggily reaching for her phone, she was soon wide awake at the sound of a cheerful voice.
“Is this Kim Soo-young’s phone? Hello, I’m Seol Ji-hyun.”
“Ah, yes… hello?”
Her voice was hoarse, and she cleared her throat for a while at the end of her sentence.
“Are you busy right now?” Ji-hyun asked.
“No, I’m not…” Soo-young tried her best to sound normal, attempting to mask the fact that she had just woken up, while Ji-hyun spoke in a brighter yet apologetic tone.
“I know it’s quite early, but could you go to Woo-jin a bit earlier today?”
“Why?” Soo-young asked, noticing it was already 11:30 AM as she spoke. When did I fall asleep? It seems like I slept after watching the sunrise.
“Woo-jin isn’t answering his phone. My wife and I are currently out of town and can’t check on him… I’m sorry to ask, but could you please look in on him a little earlier? We’ll of course compensate you for the extra time.”
“Okay, I’ll get ready and head out now.”
“Thank you so much. Could you text me once you meet Woo-jin, just to let me know he’s alright?”
“Yes. But is something wrong with Mr. Seol Woo-jin?”
As Soo-young got out of bed and walked out of the room, she asked. The house was empty, likely because her mother had gone to work.
“Well, I should tell you, so you’re not caught off guard.”
What? What am I getting myself into?
“Today is Woo-jin’s father’s death anniversary. He always refuses to attend the memorial service, but this time I pushed him a bit, and he’s gone off the grid. As you know, he’s quite sensitive, and I’m worried about what he might be doing alone.”
“Ah, I see…”
Soo-young somewhat understood Woo-jin’s feelings, as her own father was also absent. How did he pass away? Not by suicide like my father, I hope. She felt gloomy as she ended the call.
As expected, the living room was empty. Approaching Woo-jin’s room, Soo-young knocked cautiously, but no sound came from inside.
After another knock with no response, she hesitated to enter uninvited and called the number she had from the morning instead.
Ji-hyun answered shortly.
“I’m here, but it seems no one’s home?”
“Nobody’s there? Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’ve knocked, but there’s no response.”
“Soo-young, I’ll take responsibility for what happens next, but could you go into Woo-jin’s room?”
“Is that okay?”
“Yes, please go in. Don’t hang up the phone.”
Swallowing nervously, Soo-young carefully opened the door, feeling tense as she entered the homeowner’s space for the first time. The size of the house was impressive. Woo-jin’s room was as large as a living room, and it seemed to lack nothing.
To the left was a large, black bookshelf filled with thick files. Opposite was a similarly colored large desk and chair with a laptop, an unidentifiable typewriter, and printer equipment.
Further inside were a refrigerator, a huge air purifier, a humidifier, and oddly, something resembling an oxygen concentrator.
Soo-young realized why he rarely left his room, seeing everything he could need was there.
The large bed in the deeper part of the room was also black. Despite being blind, it seemed odd that all his furniture was black, but like the living room furniture, it looked very luxurious.
Beyond the bed were two more doors, one a sliding door and the other a slightly smaller regular door.
“Is Woo-jin not there?” Ji-hyun’s voice came from the phone, checking in as Soo-young remained silent, absorbed in observing the room.
“Yes, I’ve entered the room, but there’s no one here.”
“Is he not in the bathroom?”
“The bathroom? Where is that…”
“The door by the side of the bed is the bathroom. Could you check there, please?”
“Yes, one moment.”
Soo-young knocked on the smaller door.
“Mr. Seol Woo-jin, are you in there?”
“Can’t you hear anything?”
“No, there’s no sound.”
“Please go in.”
“Me? Okay…”
Hesitantly, Soo-young opened the door and entered. The bathroom, larger than her room, revealed a long bathtub at the far end.
Approaching the tub, she saw a comic character lying lengthwise inside it. Perfectly nude.
Unwittingly, she gasped, and Ji-hyun’s urgent voice reached her ear.
“Is Woo-jin there?”
“Yes? Yes… but…”
Suddenly, pumpkin-colored eyes appeared, and hot water splashed all over her.
“Kyaa!”
“Soo-young?”
Hearing her scream, Ji-hyun called out her name anxiously.
The pumpkin-colored eyes glared at her as if to devour her, and Woo-jin’s voice, unimaginable from his usual tone, bellowed out.
“What are you doing entering here!”
Drenched, Soo-young frantically escaped the bathroom. As she reached the living room, she slipped on the wet floor and fell hard. Pain was the least of her worries as fear, akin to being chased by a monster, overtook her. Crawling across the sofa, she gasped for air.
“Huff! Huff!”
Breathless and fearing he might follow, she peeked over the sofa. Luckily, he didn’t seem to be pursuing her. After all, he couldn’t see her, so he couldn’t keep up with her speed.
Sitting on the floor and leaning against the sofa, Soo-young’s relief soon turned to embarrassment as she recalled the scene she had witnessed.
It wasn’t just a handsome face. He wasn’t just skinny. The intense running on the treadmill made sense now.
Face buried in the sofa, she pounded it with her fists, overwhelmed by the images in her mind.
“God! Thank you!” she thought, both grateful and flustered by the unexpected revelation.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
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At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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