Already, Siyun had cut off advertising from KBN subsidiaries, causing financial damage to KBN and psychological pressure on Reporter Yoo.
“And don’t think you’re pretty enough for me to keep quiet about your private life.”
Somin felt embarrassed. She knew Siyun wouldn’t be unaware of all the things she had done in the United States. After facing strong opposition within the family for loving a poor man, she had been involved in various sordid affairs.
“Are you telling me that Professor Kim Siyun, the gentle one, is now threatening my life in the United States?”
“I don’t negotiate or threaten with people like you.”
“……”
“Expose it right away.”
She didn’t know what he knew and why he was saying this, but as an extraordinary Somin, she felt a need to flatten herself first.
“First of all, I’m not involved in this article, so don’t unfairly drag me into it. Also, I don’t really know what’s going on, but anyway, I’ll make sure to let Yoo Siyeon know about Oppa.”
Since there would be no direct meeting between Reporter Yoo and Siyun anyway, Somin planned to twist everything for Reporter Yoo, and as long as she could smoothly escape from this situation, everything would be fine.
“Don’t worry. I won’t touch Oppa.”
“Not me.”
“Understood. Don’t mess with Choe Miju.”
“Miss Choe!”
“Yes! Miss Choe!”
“And don’t call me Oppa.”
“……. ”
“I’m not your Oppa.”
Siyun’s words meant that he would remove even the last trace of human warmth. In response, Somin bit her lips while tightly clenching both fists.
Before coming home, Miju stopped by a stationery store and picked up a few writing supplies. She planned to write again and set up a study plan.
‘I haven’t asked Siyun if I can use the workspace as a studio yet, but well, if he doesn’t mind, I’ll choose the smallest room.’
Miju selected the smallest room, moved her newly purchased items, and turned on her laptop.
Suddenly, she became curious about the art fair news. She had been counting the days, eagerly waiting, but she had momentarily forgotten about it while coming to Seoul.
When she logged into her email, among the unread emails, she saw a familiar name.
‘Maybe it’s a courtesy email saying that the application was successful but unfortunately not selected.’
With a nervous heart, Miju clicked on the email and quickly scanned the contents.
The joyful news she had been waiting for was written. She read it again and again.
Although she had spoken at the department store, all day she had felt useless and depressed.
Although Siyun knew she loved him, and through the foundation, they had officially announced their marriage to the media, she still felt uncomfortable.
She couldn’t help feeling like her modest and refined self had turned into an arrogant scholar.
But with this one email, Miju felt her identity and potential confirmed.
How happy Siyun would be if she told him. The fact that there was someone to share her joy with also made her heart swell.
At that moment, among the unread emails, Miju discovered another familiar name.
“Writer Sooyoung?”
Maybe it was thanks to Sooyoung that she confidently finished the critique and even submitted an entry.
Without his help, she might have given up in the end. With a grateful heart, Miju clicked on the email.
Although brief, the email contained his current situation, curiosity about Miju, and even his contact information.
Miju picked up her phone and dialed the number written in the email. After hearing a few heavy international ring tones, a low-pitched voice came through.
“Hello.”
“Hello.”
Responding in Korean, both were comfortable with the language.
“Who is this?”
“Hello, this is Miju.”
“Miju? I didn’t recognize the number, so I wondered who it was. Nice to meet you.”
“Yes, I sent an email and decided to call. Writer, I made it to the finals.”
“The announcement is out. Congratulations. I knew you would. ”
“Thanks to you, Writer.”
“Don’t say that. Why do you always attribute your talent to someone else’s merit? Miju, you are excellent on your own.”
Suyoung’s praise always comforted Miju. Even now, a single word of praise provided a surge of positive energy to Miju, who was going through a slump.
“Thank you.”
“But looking at the number, it seems like you’re in Korea. Did you enter Korea?”
“It happened suddenly.”
“Oh, then you won’t be able to come to the art fair. It’s starting soon, and many critics will be there, and you qualify, Miju.”
Participating had been a dream, but personally going to see it had never crossed her mind.
‘Do I have the qualification to go?’
An opportunity to experience something she had only imagined in her dreams. Miju felt excited for a moment. However, she hesitated in the face of practical issues.
“Well, I’ve been in Korea for a short time.”
“Oh, don’t push yourself too much. Miju, take care of yourself, and how’s that person doing?”
“Huh? Oh, he’s doing well.”
“After the exhibition, when I go to Seoul, the three of us should meet. I’ll keep you updated on the news here.”
Suyoung’s words about the three of them meeting with Siyun were appreciated. Miju also felt thrilled at the thought of introducing someone to Siyun.
“Yes. Let’s meet when you come to Seoul.”
With a soon-to-be-seeing-you reply, Suyoung hung up first. Miju also pressed the end call button, still savoring the joyful moment.
“Who makes you so happy?”
Without any warning, Siyun stood in front of her. Miju was surprised to see him without any prior notice. His expression looked rather serious.
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
