As a result, one glass turned into two, two glasses turned into three, and eventually, she defiantly filled up five glasses.
“Am… I’m not drunk yet…?”
Really?
Although Seongjun didn’t say anything, Seoyeon, as if prompted, slowly started claiming that she was perfectly fine with her sluggish speech.
“Oh, really.”
Maintaining a blunt expression, Seongjun replied in a dry voice.
“Just as you say. You look perfectly fine now. You’re really good at drinking.”
Then, Seoyeon made a pouting expression. And she said with an unjust tone.
“But why is your fa…ce like that? Actually, you don’t believe me at all, do you? Really? I’m not drunk…?”
It seemed like she was genuinely drunk.
Seeing her high-toned voice, something she never did usually, made him feel like he should be annoyed. He should be irritated that he wasted his time…
But for some reason, her insistence seemed oddly cute.
…Good grief.
Seongjun rubbed his temples with a wrinkled brow. He couldn’t believe the thoughts that suddenly came to his mind.
The fact that his heart was beating uncontrollably, despite his will. Maybe it would be better if Seoyeon disappeared from his sight, so he turned his head. That’s when it happened.
“I’ll show you the evidence!”
Seoyeon suddenly stood up.
What’s going on? Why is she standing up? What is she trying to do now?
Seongjun, who had turned his head, looked back at Seoyeon with an uneasy gaze.
After taking a deep breath for a moment, she opened her eyes halfway, as if she were drowsy, and started walking carefully while facing forward.
It seemed like she wanted to prove that she wasn’t drunk by walking straight.
“…This is strange. Why isn’t this working well? I’m not drunk.”
Even though her body wasn’t obeying her will.
Seongjun, with a slightly bewildered expression, silently observed Seoyeon for a moment.
“Se… Seongjun? Why are there two of you?”
Then, Seoyeon, who spouted nonsense once again, lost her balance and swayed, and at the same time, Seongjun stood up. He embraced her, pulling her into his arms, and whispered.
“We had a bet. This drunkard here. You lost.”
Then, Seoyeon, who had sleepy eyes and seemed half asleep, suddenly opened her eyes wide as if she regained consciousness. She pulled away from Seongjun’s embrace and began shaking her head.
“No. No. I’m not drunk yet. I can drink more.”
In response to Seoyeon’s persistence, Seongjun clicked his tongue.
“Why would you drink more? If you drink more, you won’t even be able to get up tomorrow. It’s time for the drunkard to go to the bedroom.”
Seoyeon frowned as if she didn’t like Seongjun’s words. Ignoring her, Seongjun fixed his gaze on her and added.
“Can you walk? Ah, you can’t. I guess not in this state. I’ll take you to the bedroom.”
However, Seoyeon stubbornly shook her head and insisted.
“No, I can drink more. Because I have to win.”
And she made a very awkward expression.
Seeing her stubbornness, a sigh escaped from Seongjun’s lips.
Why does she have to win?
What kind of impressive wish is it?
Suddenly, Seongjun became curious about his wife’s wish.
“Okay, fine. I got drunk first.”
Staring into Seoyeon’s eyes, Seongjun emphasized once again.
“I lost.”
It was a first in his life. Uttering the words “I lost” from his own mouth. He was someone who hated losing to the extreme, no matter who the opponent was.
When Seoyeon’s eyes, shining brightly with intoxication, urged for an answer, a wry smile escaped from Seongjun.
How wonderful it would be to achieve something one likes.
With a resigned expression, Seongjun nodded gently.
“Yes, really.”
It seemed like he wouldn’t remember anyway, but he earnestly gave an answer.
“Really?”
“Really.”
After receiving a clear answer from Seongjun two or three more times, Seoyeon, with a slightly broken voice, said,
“Then, since I won, can I tell you my wish?”
Thoroughly irrelevant to the topic of being too drunk to control one’s body, she was strangely meticulous. Laughter escaped her because the thought of engaging in a losing business anywhere did not seem appealing.
Seongjun, suppressing a senseless laugh while pinching his brow, looked down at his wife’s face with an expressionless face for a moment. Then, he nodded slowly.
“Yeah. Say anything. I’ll listen to everything.”
In fact, there was no reason not to listen. Whether she wanted to change the car, have a new cottage in a scenic place, or even buy an island, there was no wish he couldn’t fulfill in his world.
“I want to be with you.”
“……!”
“Now, we’re together, honey.”
“…….”
That’s what he thought, at least until his wife bestowed upon Seongjun another difficult bomb to handle.
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
