I urgently opened my mouth to intervene, feeling like this could escalate into a major issue.
I need to shut her up quickly!
But before I could interject, Yu-hee-na rapidly unleashed her thoughts.
“Right, it’s been strange since last time. Those photos didn’t just happen for no reason. You’ve known each other from before, right? When did you meet behind my back? Did you deliberately hide it from me?”
Stop… Stop it!
Her high-pitched voice was almost too much to bear.
‘She talks so darn fast.’
I resisted the urge to cover my ears and said, half-smiling, half-crying,
“Wait, I think there’s some misunderstanding here.”
“Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding? Are you saying that wasn’t Ji-chan earlier? You think I can’t recognize Ji-chan? Don’t even think about making excuses!”
What should I do… She’s not listening at all…
Yu-hee-na had clearly made up her mind to pin this on me.
I couldn’t let this misunderstanding continue.
First of all, I really have nothing to do with Seong Ji-chan.
And secondly, I didn’t want to get entangled with her and have another insa heroine experience!
In the original story, Yu-hee-na was a villain who tormented the heroine.
Every morning when Seol Yu-hwa came to school, Yu-hee-na openly picked on her, laughed at her, cursed her, and sometimes even hit her.
For instance, like this:
“Get lost!”
“Get your ugly face out of my sight. I feel like puking just looking at you.”
“Oh my, you match well with trash.”
It was really one-dimensional bullying.
By the way, in the original story, I was an extra who chimed in from the sidelines during such situations. Just a background role.
Of course, that doesn’t mean I wanted to be the bully. Even if I wasn’t headed for a bad ending, I had no intention of doing such things.
But I liked being the victim even less.
Especially knowing how Yu-hee-na might bully me.
Yu-hee-na hadn’t done anything too bad yet, and she didn’t seem like that kind of person… but who knows what the future holds?
I frantically racked my brain.
‘What to do? Telling the truth doesn’t seem like it would convince her.’
Yu-hee-na had already made up her mind and was confronting me.
So I had to come up with a plausible excuse.
‘It has to look completely unrelated to Seong Ji-chan.’
Then, a name suddenly crossed my mind.
“Seon Woo-jin!”
“What?”
Yu-hee-na was startled by my sudden exclamation. I quickly continued.
“Seon Woo-jin! I met him because of Seon Woo-jin. I owe him… well, not really owe, but anyway, I was indebted to him for something…”
The reason I mentioned Seon Woo-jin was simple. Firstly, it was true. Secondly, there was evidence to support it.
Even if Yu-hee-na doubted my words, there was plenty of evidence of me being Seon Woo-jin’s errand boy, making it easier to persuade her.
And Yu-hee-na’s only concern was Seong Ji-chan, so proving that it had nothing to do with Seong Ji-chan should solve the issue, right?
Being in this crazy world makes me say such nonsense.
I nodded along with Yu-hee-na’s words, just playing along.
I just wanted to let her finish talking and send her away quickly.
‘Yeah, just get rid of her quickly. She wouldn’t go to Seon Woo-jin and talk about this, right? And even if she did, Seon Woo-jin wouldn’t believe it, would he?’
But situations always flow differently from what I wish.
“Then I’ll help you out!”
Huh?
What did she just say?
What kind of crazy talk is this… I panicked and waved my hands in refusal.
“No, it’s okay. I’ll handle my love life on my own.”
But Yu-hee-na, having seemingly sold off her quick wits somewhere, kept blabbering on without realizing my feelings at all.
“Why? Are you worried I’ll ask you to help me get together with Ji-chan? No! I just want to help you. I hope things go well with Jin!”
It looked like she was trying to shove a competitive target onto someone else… but the offer to help seemed sincere, albeit completely unnecessary.
As I was pondering how to get out of this, Yu-hee-na took the initiative.
“Great, from now on, we’re friends!”
What?
In contrast to my frozen state, Yu-hee-na’s face was beaming.
She linked her arm with mine and said cheerfully.
“Come on, the bell’s about to ring. Let’s go to the classroom together!”
Before I could respond, Yu-hee-na pulled me along.
In my flustered state, I ended up nodding along.
And just like that, I inadvertently became Yu-hee-na’s lackey number 3.
Huh?
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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