“Even without me recommending emerging artists, Misu can succeed with her abilities alone. I almost interfered with Misu’s successful life for no reason.”
Misu becomes unexpectedly uneasy with Suhyeong’s praise. Perhaps because the life Misu has experienced so far has been too challenging to simply enjoy and savor good and happy moments.
“Don’t worry and get ready. It will go well. And I won’t be able to see you for a while.”
“Why?”
“After organizing here, I’m going to the art fair and then straight to Korea.”
“Oh, you’re not coming anymore?”
“No. Misu won’t go to Korea?”
“I have to finish my semester.”
Misu stumbled over her words as she still had no precise plans or vision for what to do in Korea.
“I think I’ll be active in Seoul for a while. If inspiration doesn’t strike, I might continue wandering like now.”
“I hope we can meet again.”
“You won’t contact me?”
“What?”
“You’re talking as if we won’t see each other again. I’ll keep in touch. I gave you my business card. It has my Korean phone number and email. Contact me.”
Suhyeong extended his hand for a handshake, and Misu lightly shook it.
It was a brief and unburdened farewell.
Then Suhyeong patted Misu’s small shoulder and left the room.
Sihyun was waiting for the elevator to come down from the fifth floor.
There were three households on the fifth floor. Although he came without notice, there was a small hope that Misu might be in the descending elevator.
Ding-dong.
The elevator door opened, and the person coming out of it was undeniably a handsome Asian, Suhyeong, with features so beautiful that one could say it at a glance.
When the elevator door opened, Suhyeong gave a brief nod in greeting to Sihyun standing in front of the door.
Although it was a very short time, both instinctively activated their senses to understand each other. Sihyun was the first to grasp the other.
‘5th floor. Asian. Stains of paint on the shirt.’
But to make sure he didn’t make a mistake, he reestablished his senses with a hint of doubt.
Suhyeong also tried to understand Sihyun in front of him.
‘An Asian man visiting the building at this hour. Surely, he must be the man who likes Misu and is so anxious about leaving her alone that he even hired a security guard.’
But the aura emanating from the other person was not very friendly, so without pretending to know, he got off the elevator first.
As Suhyeong passed by Sihyun, the scent of the diffuser from Misu’s house faintly brushed by. Sihyun stepped out of the elevator and called the man heading to the entrance.
“Are you the artist Choe Suhyeong by any chance?”
Hearing his name called accurately, Suhyeong put on a business smile and turned around.
A subtle power struggle unfolded between the two. However, Sihyun approached him first.
“I’m Kim Sihyun.”
In another very brief moment, the intense gaze between the two clashed like blades.
Honestly, Suhyeong didn’t like this kind of power struggle, but the opponent approached him so aggressively that a slight resentment emerged. Misu felt a bit uneasy with Suhyeong’s sudden praise, wondering if her life was too challenging to simply enjoy the good and happy moments.
“Don’t worry and get ready. It will go well. And I won’t be able to see you for a while.”
“Why?”
“After organizing here, I’m going to the art fair and then straight to Korea.”
“Oh, you’re not coming anymore?”
“No. Misu won’t go to Korea?”
“I have to finish my semester.”
“Oh, Misu has a boyfriend. I heard it from Misu herself.”
Sihyun’s discomfort grew even more uncomfortable. He had been calling Misu by her full name, Choi Misu, with the added formality of “씨,” but this handsome man with a beard was calling her Misu casually.
“I’m not curious about what you’ve heard, but I wonder why you’re here at this hour.”
Although he had heard from Misu that he was meeting the artist Suhyeong in the afternoon, Sihyun decided to ask again.
“I decided to show him my paintings, but he seems to prefer critique manuscripts over paintings.”
“Is that so? Then, I guess you won’t be reviewing my paintings anymore.”
Sihyun conveyed that he no longer wishes to meet.
“Yes, that seems to be the case for a while. And I’m going to Seoul soon.”
A welcome sound during the conversation. It was unsettling that someone other than himself was with Misu. Sihyun was experiencing an emotion he had never felt before.
Moreover, he thought the person was a woman, but it turned out to be a man. Furthermore, the coolly smiling face was extremely handsome. Disheveled hair, rough beard, and casual attire made Sihyun more uneasy.
“Surely you don’t think of Misu and me in a different way than as artists?”
Provocation? Was Suhyeong deliberately saying such things to sow seeds of doubt between him and Misu?
Sihyun asked this while chewing on the words. But Suhyeong still smiled coolly.
“Don’t worry; there’s no misunderstanding. If you’re concerned, let’s be careful with each other.”
It bothered him a bit, but Suhyeong concluded the conversation without further provoking Sihyun’s anger.
“If you do that, I would appreciate it.”
“Then, when we meet next time…”
‘Next time we meet again?’
Sihyun’s eyebrows twitched.
“Next time, all three of us will meet. It’s fate that we met like this.”
Sihyun looked at Suhyeong without a response. And he didn’t reply to the suggestion to meet again.
“Well, have a safe trip back.”
Suhyeong nodded slightly and turned around, muttering.
‘Misu seems to go well with him.’
Suhyeong thought about the combination of the two. Unlike the gentle Misu, the strong and confident appearance felt like it would capture and protect Misu well.
‘What’s this? I’m not her older brother or anything; why am I thinking like this?’
Suhyeong smiled faintly.
‘He’s quite handsome… Not bad.’
Suhyeong, who had never thought of someone as handsome or cool, gave Sihyun a higher score than anyone else.
Misu was glad to see Sihyun, who came without any contact, but for some reason, his appearance, with a mysterious expression as he entered, made her uneasy.
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
