It was when he was waiting for Woojeong outside his house. A strange, sharp voice called out to Jaeho. Looking down at the ground and tapping the tip of his sneakers, Jaeho lifted his head. Hostile eyes were glaring at him.
“Yeah, but why?”
Jaeho, who grew tall late, was slightly shorter than Kyungjun at that time. Kyungjun, thinking this was his advantage, looked down at Jaeho with a smug expression.
“Why do you look at Yoon Dasom that way?”
“What do you mean?”
“You always look at her slyly.”
Slyly, huh?
It’s not something he should say.
“You don’t seem much different.”
Jaeho lightly mocked him, not intimidated at all.
“What do you mean?”
“Manage your own gaze.”
Feeling defeated in his attempt to confront Jaeho, Kyungjun angrily clenched his fist. But Jaeho, indifferent, turned his head away. It was a complete snub. Jaeho was only thinking about possibly seeing Dasom’s face one more time since she ended school early on Wednesdays.
He heard from Woojeong that she liked chocolates. He carried various types of chocolates in his bag, worried they might melt.
The girl was as pretty as a doll. He often felt thirsty just thinking about her slender, pale wrists and the faint smile on her lips.
“If you’re having useless thoughts, wake up from your dream. Dasom would never like someone like you.”
“What kind of person am I?”
Jaeho asked with fiery eyes. Despite being slightly intimidated, Kyungjun said what he had to say.
“No father. Poor.”
Just then, Dasom appeared at the end of the alley. Kyungjun quickly ran to her, hiding her from Jaeho’s view.
It was just after Dasom finished cleaning and was about to close the window. Knock, knock. A knocking sound came from the front door. Thinking of the landlord couple who usually visited around this time, Dasom opened the door without suspicion.
There was no one at the door. Instead, a neatly shaped ochre-colored document envelope lay on the ground.
“What’s this?”
Dasom pulled out an A4 paper and closed the door. The paper seemed to be about three or four pages thick.
[Hello, the woman enjoying a secret rendezvous with Lee Jaeho in Taean.]The most typical font on the printed paper greeted her like a letter. Dasom’s heart dropped.
[I thought you should know.]What? What is this?
[That’s how Lee Jaeho meets women. Every break.] [You’re active in Lee Jaeho’s fan club, right? He picks a fan and spends a month or two with them. That’s his idea of a break.]Her lips trembled.
Fear of being caught overtook her before she could understand the text. Jaeho had been so sure, she hadn’t thought they’d be discovered. Reflexively, Dasom glanced around. But the cozy living room was just peaceful.
Her fingertips started to shake. Only then did the letter’s words start to sink in.
[I’m sorry to intrude on your happiness. But that man will change once he’s back in Seoul. He never says he wants to break up but skillfully ditches the women.]What on earth is all this?
[I’m one of the women who passed. I came to Taean by chance, saw your situation, and decided to give you advice. Don’t let yourself become more miserable.] [Think about it. What are the odds of randomly meeting Lee Jaeho?]Thunk.
The papers slipped from Dasom’s limp hands. She collapsed onto the sofa.
It felt like she was caught in some strange conspiracy. Such an absurd story, it had to be a lie. Could it be a scheme by journalists or paparazzi?
After a while, she gathered the courage to pick up the papers again.
Two documents were enclosed.
[See for yourself. Ask Lee Jaeho if you must. This pension is under his name. He’s the landlord. What do you think that means?] [He prepared it all in advance to lure you in. He’s a rich man, after all.]Dasom checked the documents.
It was a land registry document. The address was this pension.
And then.
No matter how much she stared, the letters remained unchanged. Owner. Lee Jaeho.
‘What is all this? This pension belongs to Lee Jaeho? Impossible.’
She tossed the papers aside and stood up, heading for the laptop on the bed.
‘It can’t be. I’ll check myself.’
She turned on the laptop and accessed a government website for land registry viewing. She couldn’t trust a piece of paper that could be manipulated a hundred or a thousand times. Anyone could view a land registry if they knew the address, so she intended to see for herself.
‘Where did this ridiculous trick come from…’
She logged onto the site, entered the address, and requested a view. After the security program was installed, a new pop-up window appeared with the land registry.
Dasom blinked slowly.
The document in front of her matched the one she received on paper, word for word.
She thought for a long time.
It was the same upon rechecking. There was only one conclusion. The real owner of this pension was Lee Jaeho.
She remembered a fan club member who kindly sent a note offering to introduce the pension. Yes. She had written about going on a trip. She had asked for a recommendation for a pension in Taean.
It all happened in the fan club. Dasom’s jaw tensed.
‘How could this happen.’
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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