I was so surprised that my brain froze for a moment.
“No, seriously, why is she here?”
Wasn’t Three Big Boys supposed to be closed on weekends?
Overwhelmed by shock, I fell into a state of cognitive dissonance.
Before I knew it, Banhamin approached and forcibly removed the man’s hand that was still holding onto me.
“I warned you! Hamin won’t forgive bad guys! She’ll peel you off as promised!”
…I’m sure I’m just hearing things, but for some reason, there’s a >ㅁㅁ< was as shameless as ever.
I knew he was this kind of guy, but seeing it in person was twice as shocking.
To say such things with his own mouth and not feel embarrassed… He's truly a big shot. I was genuinely impressed.
But wait a minute.
"Is Banhamin here…?"
A ominous feeling crept in. I quickly turned my head towards where Banhamin originally was.
And sure enough.
Before long, I could see the remaining two of the Three Big Boys walking towards us in the distance.
You guys are sticking together even on weekends?
"Banhamin, why are you suddenly running off on your own again?"
"Kyaa! Chana Chana!"
Before I knew it, Banhamin rushed towards Sung Jichan who had come closer.
That's enough to be sickening, but Sung Jichan, who was already familiar with the situation, naturally pushed Banhamin's face aside and stood in front of the man and me.
Sung Jichan looked the man up and down.
"…Who?"
He seemed to grasp the situation vaguely, with a rather unpleasant expression.
Banhamin, shaking the man's sleeve, said,
"Ung, Chana. Remember, this dirty, ugly, and smelly old man was trying to take this girl away, right? So, kind and cool Hamin came to peel him off quickly. Hamin did well, right?"
I didn't want to say such things to my benefactor, but really… I can't get used to this.
I looked at the 17-year-old high school boy who was using a more childish tone than a kindergarten student with embarrassment.
No… But he's my benefactor, so I shouldn't think like that… But still… Ugh…
At that moment, the man who had been missing the right timing to speak for a while shouted,
"A.C., what are you doing again?"
"Huh?"
Sung Jichan, who had been listening to Banhamin's explanation in silence, raised one eyebrow with a puzzled expression.
The man took out his phone and yelled at Sung Jichan and Banhamin,
"Hey, you guys, do you know who I am? I'm the leader of the 8th Action Division at Haeseong High School! Dare you disrespect me? Do you know how close I am with Focus? You arrogant punks. You're all dead!"
It seems that what he said about being close to Focus and all that earlier wasn't just empty talk.
But still… Focus… It's a word I haven't heard in a long time, and my mind was getting dizzy.
At that moment, Sung Jichan's expression subtly changed as he listened to the man's words.
"Ah… So someone said it was Haeseong High School?"
His expression was openly mocking.
Sung Jichan reached out and easily snatched the man's phone.
The confused man tried to snatch it back, but Sung Jichan was shorter and had shorter arms, so he fell short.
With one hand pressing down on the man's head to subdue him, Sung Jichan manipulated the phone a few times and then handed it back to the man.
"A.C., I can't find it. Hey, just call your Focus."
"What, what?"
"Are you deaf? Call the guy you said was your Focus."
In the unexpected turn of events, the man looked at Sung Jichan with an anxious expression.
Sung Jichan, as if mocking him, twisted one corner of his mouth upward.
"Anyway, just a few days ago, that guy annoyingly sent his lackeys all the way to our school, insisting on fighting us. Well, this must be fate, so let's settle it today."
As he said that, a certain scene flashed through my mind.
Ah, the one who was looking for Jeil High's head.
The incident that had shocked me a few days ago came to mind.
Now that I think about it, I wonder what Sung Jichan said back then… No, this memory is too dangerous. Let's just bury it.
Anyway, it seems that the people who gathered in front of the school gate the other day with iron pipes were probably students from Haeseong High School.
"T-Then you…!"
As if he had realized something, the man's complexion turned pale.
Sung Jichan drove the final nail in the coffin.
"Tell Haeseong High School's Focus Ryu Taekun. Jeil High's Sung Jichan is waiting."
"Eek, eek!"
The man, who had been confident just a moment ago, ran away as if he had seen a ghost.
It was a perfect victory on our side.
The man didn't even look back as he fled.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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