Eun Jae scrunched her eyes. His voice was too close, brushing her shoulder, and the man who spilled such unfamiliar, fervently warm words without changing his expression was also a factor.
“Dar, darling?”
“Shh.”
His breathy words tickled Eun Jae’s ear. Even in the darkness, his fair skin shone smoothly.
Yoon Sun Woo gently pressed Eun Jae’s trembling shoulder and whispered a few words.
“Don’t worry. I’m here, right?”
As Sun Woo straightened up, he interlaced his fingers through Eun Jae’s as if to show off, erasing all the remaining doubts of Kwon Seung Chul, who had been looking at them with a displeased expression since earlier.
Warmth permeated through their tightly interlocked hands. Eun Jae’s hand, which was trembling from anxiety, began to find stability as if it was a lie.
“Let’s go.”
Sun Woo smiled brightly at Eun Jae.
“Where to.”
As Kwon Seung Chul, who was standing across from them, blocked Sun Woo’s way, Sun Woo’s expression changed in an instant.
The warmth from a moment ago was nowhere to be found, and only an indifferent and chilly aura remained.
“If you have any business with my woman from now on, go through me.”
Sun Woo flicked a business card from the pocket of his jacket onto Kwon Seung Chul’s chest and brushed past him.
The card grazed Kwon Seung Chul’s chest, fluttered, and fell onto the flower bed.
“Come to that place with proper documents tomorrow. I’ll give you what you want.”
Looking at the back of the two passing by him, as if he didn’t want to talk anymore, Kwon Seung Chul snorted with ridiculous laughter.
He was no stranger to such looks for a day or two.
“This young runt, doesn’t know how to respect his elders.”
As he slicked his side hair with his fingers, a strand of white hair that had missed its time to be dyed was slightly exposed.
Bending his waist leisurely to pick up the business card, Kwon Seung Chul recalled the figure of the man who had been standing in front of him a while ago, or more precisely, the retreating figures of the pair.
It was just past his twentieth year.
Having started from the bottom without any formal education and immersed himself in this field for over 20 years, Kwon Seung Chul prided himself on being able to smell money better than anyone else.
The man who had stood before him radiated a different aura from the start.
The image of the man, scanned in that short period of time, came up in Kwon Seung Chul’s mind as if engraved vividly, as if the man were standing in front of him again.
He could list all the brands of things that the man from head to toe was adorned with.
The man seemed someone who couldn’t possibly cross paths with a person like him, who only dealt with small change in the underworld. The man seemed like he would be dealing in a completely different unit of money.
The smell of money had been strong since he walked from afar.
“I knew it would be like this.”
If there was an absolute truth that never changes, it was that a pretty girl always had a man attached to her. The man attached to Ji Eun Jae, if we were to rank him, would be a diamond.
And not just any diamond, but a flawless, FL grade rare diamond without any inclusions.
“Ji Eun Jae, you’ve hooked a gold line.”
A tiny girl like that would have been caught by now.
Pushing them to the cliff’s edge, sometimes in the process of doing so, you’d encounter a person of unexpected importance, and sometimes you’d encounter a rare diamond like this.
Was it about 20 years ago? He had brushed past such a person once around that time.
As he mulled over the events of that day, Kwon Seung Chul dusted off the dry dirt that had stuck to the business card when it fell into the flower bed.
Then, he swept a glance over the business card he had picked up, and a sinister smile spread across his face.
“Oh ho. You were a professor at Yeonrim Hospital?”
With a sly smile, Kwon Seung Chul carefully slid the business card he had been holding into the front pocket of his shirt, and patted it gently.
“I wonder how much this is worth.”
As Kwon Seung Chul snapped his fingers and started to move, the two men standing next to him followed closely behind.
Eun Jae, feeling uncomfortable with the interlocked hands, tried to pull away, but the man whispered.
“They’re still behind us.”
The moment Eun Jae tried to turn around, the large man’s hand guided her head back to face forward.
“Don’t look back like an amateur.”
Sun Woo, with a faint chuckle, lowered his head and brought his face close to Eun Jae’s, speaking to her.
“You just look forward and walk in situations like this.”
I haven’t done anything for you, I acted so definitively that I couldn’t, so why did you help me again?
She wanted to ask, but she couldn’t part her lips. The more she thought about it, the more her eyes stung.
His voice echoed in her ears.
“Did you wait long?”
She had been hoping he would pass by, yet ludicrously, she felt relieved to see the man who had come to rescue her.
Swallowing her response, Eun Jae didn’t answer his question.
“I came really quickly, you know.”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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