Certainly, he was listening, but the stories flowed away like a breeze. Although it wasn’t a conversation to interfere with, Seonwoo’s hands reaching across the dining table repeatedly stole his attention.
“How about having a meal together at home when Madam gets a little better?”
“I’ll pick you up after checking the situation.”
“You went to see her last time, and her complexion has really improved.”
When they were laughing a lot about whether it wouldn’t be the name to succeed Grandfather, Eunjae’s gaze was fixed in one place.
Before the meal started, Little Mom asked why he was wearing a cast. There was only a little, a little, saying that he got hurt when she asked. The question was frustrating because there was no other word.
Seonwoo reached out to pick up a side dish, and Eunjae placed seafood pancakes on his rice. Only then did he look up at Seonwoo, who had given him a stern look, and he muttered quietly.
“Don’t worry about me and eat. I’m fine.”
How could he not worry? And again, his cold voice made his nose tingle, but without paying attention, he picked up another side dish and put it on the rice again.
In no time, Seonwoo’s bowl was filled with side dishes to the point where rice couldn’t be seen.
“No one takes care of our Seonwoo except Eunjae.”
Listening to Eunjeong’s laughter, Eunjae buried his face deeply, feeling like he might cry with a face that seemed to be filled with tears. It was a very uncomfortable dinner where he couldn’t remember what he ate or what conversation took place.
The coffee cups were empty, and the dessert that was once full was also running out.
Usually, as soon as the meal was over, he would leave the seat, but he kept sitting until the end.
He persisted at the dining table, even after the little brother and little mom left first because they were tired and after Dad left, saying there was something to do.
He looked like someone waiting for someone.
Would it be okay to ask now if he could go up? When Eunjae hesitated for a moment and opened his mouth, the entrance door of the main house opened.
Seokhee finished the gathering and entered the house with Reporter Kim. Eunjeong, Seonwoo, and Eunjae got up and headed to the front door.
“Father, are you coming in now?”
“I’m coming in. Did you enjoy yourself? It’s been a while, Eunjae.”
“Yes, Grandfather.”
“Well then. It’s been a while since the trip, right?”
Closing her eyes, Eunjeong smiled. Seokhee, who was standing behind her, noticed Seonwoo, or more precisely, Seokhee, who discovered Seonwoo’s casted arm, raised her eyebrows.
“What happened to your hand?”
“It’s not something to worry about.”
Repeatedly like a parrot, at those words, Eunjeong glared at Seonwoo, and Seokhee, who exactly noticed Seonwoo’s casted arm, made a surprised expression.
“Why is your hand like that?”
“You don’t need to worry too much.”
With the parrot-like repetition of that sentence, Eunjeong glared at Seonwoo, and then, carefully separating Reporter Kim from Seokhee, she said:
“Reporter Kim, thank you for your hard work until this late. Please come inside. I will guide Father to the room.”
“Thank you.”
Reporter Kim bowed and greeted, and when Eunjeong and Seokhee moved away quite a distance, Reporter Kim looked down at Seonwoo’s arm and asked:
“Why did this happen?”
“Just a little, you know.”
This time, he hoped to finally hear it, but it was the same answer. Be careful. Isn’t the hand like a professor’s life? Concerned, Reporter Kim tilted his body toward the entrance and put on his shoes.
“Oh, right. Reporter Kim, can you help me with my commute tomorrow?”
“Commute?”
When Kim Reporter turned around at the entrance, Seonwoo extended his casted arm and said:
“As you can see, my hand is like this.”
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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