Clinging to the rustling blanket, Jian reached out for her phone.
7:24 AM.
It was six minutes before her daily alarm.
“He’ll probably leave after 9,” she mumbled.
Promptly getting out of bed, Jian stood in front of the sink, toothbrush in mouth, thinking of Kang Hyun’s schedule while staring at the mirror.
Startled, she shivered involuntarily.
“…Why do I look like this?”
Her reflection, quickly contorted with dismay, looked miserable.
Swollen eyelids, dark under-eyes, and a pallid complexion made her look lifeless.
Even her nose seemed puffier than usual, overall presenting an unflattering appearance.
Was it the wine from last night, or had she always looked this way?
She wondered if the mirror was to blame.
Rinsing her mouth and washing her face thoroughly made no significant difference.
Her tousled hair seemed to add to the problem, so she quickly undressed and hopped into the shower, turning the silver lever.
The thought of appearing before Kang Hyun in this state made her anxious.
[Star Icons] [Star Icons] [Star Icons]Jian sighed deeply while laying out her limited cosmetics.
Unlike the casual Gangneung workshop, now, as his girlfriend, she didn’t want to show Kang Hyun her unattractive face.
“I should have brought more makeup.”
Really dissatisfied, she sat at the vanity, shaking her head before sending a photo to Seon Kyung.
[Do I look weird today?] [No, you look the same.] [My eyes are puffy, and my nose seems swollen.] [Are you kidding? You look the same.]A firm message came back with a cat emoticon flipping its paws.
[Do I look ugly?] [If you’re ugly, what am I! Hey, did you get a boyfriend? Why suddenly worry about your face?] [I’m busy, let’s talk later.]Turning off the notification sound from Seon Kyung, who was bombarding her with question marks, Jian checked the time, well past 8 AM, and left the room.
Contemplating morning greetings like ‘Good morning, did you sleep well?’ she felt her mouth dry up as she stepped on the wooden stairs.
She faintly recalled Kang Hyun’s face, carefully carrying her up these stairs last night.
“Here.”
His comforting hand patted her back while she was nestled in his embrace during the nightmare.
“I’ll take you to your room once you fall asleep.”
Leaning on his chest, she had closed her eyes, comforted by the rhythmic sound that felt like a lullaby.
Embarrassing in retrospect, but last night, his embrace felt familiar and comforting.
As if it was always meant to be her place.
Ridiculously, in just one day, she felt truly loved by him.
Shaking off her thoughts, Jian slowly descended the stairs, puzzled.
The first floor, connected to the terrace and bathed in long shadows of sunlight, was quiet.
Kang Hyun was nowhere to be seen, and his room door was firmly shut.
He must be showering.
Concluding thus, she opened the built-in fridge to prepare breakfast.
The refrigerator, which Jian thought might be empty, was filled with various ingredients.
She first pulled out a loaf of bread.
Not incompetent at cooking, but preparing rice and soup seemed unrealistic at the moment.
“Eggs and bacon too.”
She put two slices of bread in the toaster and a pan on the induction stove.
Toast with eggs and bacon seemed like a decent brunch.
After a bit of preparation, Jian poured a glass of milk.
Usually not heating it, her natural sequence of placing the milk in the microwave and setting the time followed.
“Is he still sleeping?”
Sipping the warm milk, she waited for Kang Hyun, but after 30 minutes, he didn’t appear.
Puzzled, Jian left the dining room and knocked on his door.
“Mr. Kang, are you awake?”
Knock, knock, knock.
No answer, and time passed.
Should she call or open the door? Hesitating, Jian quietly turned the doorknob.
Peeking through the door gap, she saw Kang Hyun, covered up to his chin in blankets.
Kang Hyun and oversleeping seemed out of character, but part of her heart ached.
How tired must he have been, after the ordeal on the highway and long drive?
She wanted to let him sleep more, but there wasn’t much time.
“Mr. Kang.”
Repeatedly calling him with no sign of waking, her anxious hand shook his shoulder.
Concerned about his exposure to the cold in a sweater for nearly an hour, Jian frowned and sighed lowly as Kang Hyun opened his heavy eyelids.
“Ah…”
“Mr. Kang, are you feeling unwell?”
Jian, biting her lower lip unconsciously, trembled.
Quickly, she placed her hand on Kang Hyun’s forehead.
Thankfully, his temperature wasn’t too high.
“I’m fine, just slept too long.”
Kang Hyun rubbed his tired eyes and sat up.
“You should eat breakfast and then leave.”
“Yeah, I’ll get ready and go.”
“Okay.”
Relieved, Jian turned to leave but glanced back at Kang Hyun, blinking palely, and closed the door.
Thud! As the door shut, Kang Hyun leaned back heavily on the bed, inhaling deeply.
Persistent burning pain at the pit of his stomach was troubling.
Restless with discomfort all night, it hadn’t improved even after waking.
It seemed there was indeed a problem.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
