Initially passive, she had eventually wrapped her arms around Tae Seo’s shoulders, and when she regained her senses, she was lying on the sofa again, trapped in Tae Seo’s embrace, immobile.
“That one must have been spicy. The one I had was fine.”
“Yeah, seems like it…”
“So, have you talked about it? What are you going to do about that guy?”
Sang Hwa gestured towards Jo Dae Hoon on the TV screen. As Jae In put down her water cup, her eyes had cooled considerably.
“I’m thinking of using him.”
“Huh?”
“To use Yoon Jae In’s Tae Seo.”
In the end, she had given in. She had nodded along to the man’s persuasion to use herself for revenge over breakfast. Jae In had allowed him to craft a new plan for vengeance.
“But Tae Seo, there’s no need for you to go that far. Even if you take down Hyun Yang Construction, what do you gain from it?”
“A smile from my lover. And…”
With a smile as if painted on, the man kissed Jae In’s temple.
“Compliments from my love.”
“…….”
“Yoon Jae In, will you praise me if I do well?”
The man’s forehead against hers, mingling their hair, forced her to smile.
“I will.”
“With all your heart?”
“With all my heart.”
After several more kisses filled with affection, she was able to leave his house. As she stepped out of the door, Tae Seo extended his hand and Jae In, without any hesitation, took it.
The second day of Tae Seo and Jae In living together began perfectly. Their glances towards each other were tender, and their trust in each other was solid.
Remembering the happy commute, Jae In wiped her mouth with a napkin. Looking at the screen showing Jo Dae Hoon, Ji Seung Hee, and Jo Yu Ri smiling against the backdrop of Hyunyang Foundation’s Night of Support, Jae In’s expression was resolute.
She wasn’t afraid. Yoon Jae In was no longer alone.
“Just wait until the reconstruction bidding is announced, okay? We’ll sell the house, get the money, and then I’ll pay you. We’re about to get a big payout, why would we sell the house now? Who’s ripping you off? Just keep accruing interest until then!”
Seok Dong chewed his lips as he listened to his mother, Kwang Soon, arguing with the loan officer on the phone in the master bedroom.
Eventually, his mother decided to transfer the ownership of their house to the construction company and use the money to pay off the loan. Now, they were just waiting for the bidding to finish and to receive the compensation.
But the creditors were relentless. With house prices rising day by day in anticipation of the bid announcement, they were clamoring for the house to be turned over to them.
“Who wouldn’t know someone’s trying to score this house for a song?”
Seok Dong sighed and habitually started pulling at his hair, then stopped with a jolt.
Even though he had only tugged lightly, several precious hairs were left in his palm. Looking in the mirror, he saw the M-shaped recession of his hairline had grown larger, now forming a distinct uppercase M.
“Phew…”
He’d lost a significant amount of money on stocks and cryptocurrencies, trusting the advice of his college buddies. Stressed, Seok Dong was also losing the hair he’d taken such care to maintain.
They say you have to catch hair loss early. He was in his 20s and already consuming both herbal and western medicines for hair loss, but now he was considering expensive procedures.
“The reviews say even a little transplant can make you look much younger…”
Mentioning such a procedure in this situation would probably lead Kwang Soon to rip out whatever hair he had left. Seok Dong was conflicted. But with the house already gone, he couldn’t afford to lose his hair too.
“I should have done it sooner…”
To think Seok Dong, of all people, would be agonizing over ten million won. He lamented, stroking his increasingly bare forehead. Filling in this one area seemed like it would fill the void he felt inside.
He remembered the man he had seen at the department store, wearing the same coat as him. In reality, they were different in both status and price, but Seok Dong insisted it was the same design.
Seok Dong’s vanity altered his memory. It was clear the man was more successful, but when comparing them detail by detail, Seok Dong only lacked in hair density.
What if he had a full head of hair like that man?
Wouldn’t he then make a sharper, more intellectual impression on everyone? Maybe then he’d become the well-known handsome dentist, make television appearances, and even that yoga instructor might look at him differently. He could have money, fame, and love all within his grasp.
“Mom, should we just move to the new city?”
“That backwater place? They call it a new city to make it sound appealing. Such places aren’t fit for living.”
“Even for an apartment the size of our current home in the new city, it would cost us 2 billion won.”
“People who don’t know their place are filled with vanity. Acting like herons when they’re nothing but sparrows. Just because they’ve driven up the price, do they think they fit in? We belong in Gangnam.”
Yesterday, after Seok Dong and Kwang Soon had looked around a few real estate properties in Gangnam, Seok Dong fell deeper into despair. The decent houses were outrageously expensive, and the ones they could afford after paying off their debts were too dreadful to even consider.
But Kwang Soon, who acted as if leaving Gangnam would kill her, insisted on staying there even if it was the death of her.
“We’re lucky. The owner is in a bind and put it up for a quick sale, so the price is cheaper than market value, and the house is clean and gets good sunlight.”
“…Ah, the rooms are so small that they’ll be packed with just one person. No elevator, and the supermarket and department stores are too far. And why does the building wall come into view when you open the window? How can people live like this?”
“…You’re insistent on Gangnam, but with that money, even a two-room villa in this area is hard to come by. You’d need to look at studio apartments.”
“A studio apartment? What! Show me a proper house, not some pigsty like this. What do you take me for, showing me such shabby places, ugh…”
The 30-year-old villa was relatively well-kept, but to Kwang Soon and Seok Dong, it didn’t seem fit for living.
Seok Dong, with his sensitive skin, needed to bathe in medication at least once a week, but the house had only one tiny bathroom without a bathtub.
The two rooms, barely bigger than a nose, and a living room the size of a palm, wouldn’t even accommodate the antique furniture decorating Seok Dong’s current room. Rather than moving into such a house and eroding his self-esteem every day…
“I can’t let even Mom suffer. At least she should live comfortably.”
Having already put her through so much and still speaking as if he were a contender for the national filial piety award, Seok Dong bit his thin lips, pondering. He finally made a decision.
“That’s right. This is just a bow for a greater leap into the future.”
Scrolling quickly on his phone to find his college friend’s contact, his eyes were resolute. Kwang Soon would be shocked if she found out, but this was the only way to save both the house and his hair.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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