Sooyoung looked at Woojin with wide-eyed surprise.
Woojin couldn’t see Sooyoung’s face, but he could only perceive that she had momentarily stopped breathing and then resumed.
Does she know Seol Yong? She has only published two books under that name.
Then, a malicious laughter, like the sound of someone eating chips, followed. Even though his expression couldn’t be seen, it was oddly unpleasant.
“Seol Woojin.”
Her serious tone made Woojin involuntarily tense. What could this woman possibly say?
“Do you just randomly attach the name ‘Seol’?”
“What?”
“Our writer Seol Yong and Seol Woojin are different, you know?”
Our writer Seol Yong? Adding ‘our’ seemed like an expression of affection, but somehow it sounded ominous.
“How are they different?”
“Our writer Seol Yong is filled with love and care to the core. Haven’t you read his work? Unconditional love. Accepting all kinds of love. That’s the kind of love he portrays. But Seol Woojin…”
Sooyoung raised an eyebrow, scrutinizing Woojin from head to toe.
“What about me?”
“Suitable for martial arts. Just fighting and clashing…”
Woojin felt offended by the tone of a woman who seemed to have never read martial arts while disparaging it.
“Thinking that an author who portrays such love in the characters would act the same way is childish. It’s just a reflection of values. It’s not real.”
“That’s right. There’s no way Seol Woojin’s values would be like that.”
“How do you know?”
“From your usual way of speaking?”
“How do I speak?”
“You always twist things when you talk. No consideration at all.”
Woojin regretted revealing his pen name. That’s why he doesn’t disclose it. People judge the author just by reading the work.
Then, if someone writes a psycho-path story, does that mean the author is a psychopath?
Although he promised to publish her book if she writes well, he wasn’t expecting much from her writing, given her juvenile thoughts.
When Woojin put down his spoon, Sooyoung widened her eyes and asked, “Have you finished already?”
“I want to stop eating. So, what did your mother say when she heard you’re a manager and a sub-writer?”
“She asked for the landlord’s phone number…”
“My phone number? So what? Did you give it to her?”
“I gave Seol Jihyun’s number.”
Woojin was secretly relieved to hear that she gave Seol Jihyun’s number. He believed that Seol Jihyun would handle it appropriately.
“Well done. Seol Jihyun will take care of it.”
“I gave Seol Jihyun’s number because I trust Seol Jihyun more than you.”
Woojin felt offended once again by her statement that she trusts Seol Jihyun more. Although he himself acknowledged it, hearing it from someone else was a different matter.
So, in frustration, he blurted out, “Give my phone number to your mother too.”
“What? Why?”
“Because I’m an author.”
“No, you can’t.”
Upon her blunt refusal, Woojin became more determined.
“Why?”
“What do you know to say? It’s better for my mom not to know Seol Woojin if I’m going to keep coming here.”
“Because I’m visually impaired?”
“What are you talking about?”
Sooyoung’s eyes widened at his unexpected words.
“Are you embarrassed to say that I’m helping you with your visual impairment or carrying things?”
“What are you talking about? You told Sunbae Seol that I’m helping because you’re visually impaired, Seol Woojin, didn’t you?”
“That’s right. I revealed it, so why are you hiding it?”
“Well…”
That’s true. She deliberately omitted the mention of being visually impaired when talking to her mom. She only emphasized the point that he’s a writer.
Even though saying he’s visually impaired would have been a better excuse to help…
What was nothing to Yeonho turned into something to hide from his mom.
Unable to explain the reason, Sooyoung blurted out to Woojin instead.
“It’s not because you’re visually impaired, but I was worried that you might say something wrong because of Seol Woojin’s personality!”
However, Woojin remained silent. Sooyoung, who had been looking straight into the pumpkin-colored eyes that distinguish light, suddenly lowered her gaze without realizing it.
After sitting still for a while without any movement, he pushed his chair back and stood up.
“If you’re done eating, clean up.”
“Yes…, clean up and go for a walk.”
“Rest today. Your condition is not great.”
“You look fine?”
“I’ll manage. Go on your own.”
Watching his large body slowly leave the kitchen, Sooyoung looked thoughtful. It was just an employer and an employee relationship, yet why did it feel so complicated every time?
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Woojin, entering the room, pressed his throbbing head and crawled into bed.
Since the morning, his condition had been somewhat off. Even after taking the medicine Hyungmin made for him, the headache continued, but he endured it, hoping it would get better when Sooyoung came.
However, talking to her made his head ache even more. It was a good thing he taught her Seol Jihyun’s number. It was a good thing, but…
He couldn’t understand why he felt upset.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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