After the news ended, Woo-yeon returned straight to her studio apartment.
From before the news started until now—excluding the time during the live broadcast—she was aware that the one persistently calling, despite knowing that she never answered the phone, was undoubtedly Kim Min-jun.
Even if her emotions were in turmoil with the upcoming wedding, this seemed to cross the line a bit.
“What do you want?”
Woo-yeon, rather than drying her wet hair after a shower, put away her phone hidden in a far corner.
Ding-dong.
Due to the sound of the hairdryer, she didn’t hear the bell sound for quite some time.
Only when she stopped her actions without thinking due to a somewhat bad premonition did she hear the clear sound of the doorbell from the entrance.
Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong.
There was no response, as expected, to the chilly feeling. However, this time, there was a noise of someone banging on the door from outside without restraint.
“Woo-yeon! Yoon Woo-yeon! Open the door! Woo-yeon! Yoon Woo-yeon!”
On the floor where she lived, there were only two houses. Next door, a lively family of three lived.
She occasionally encountered a middle-aged man who seemed to be her husband late at night, and it seemed like his quitting time was roughly now.
The reason she had to stop Kim Min-jun from shouting outside was that it would be awkward if she ran into the man next door.
Woo-yeon, with her face deeply furrowed, opened the door.
Apparently, words wouldn’t come out smoothly.
“Are you crazy? What are you doing here right now?”
In sky-blue jeans and a disheveled shirt, Kim Min-jun had come running out of his house.
In his hand was the mobile phone he secretly used only when contacting Woo-yeon.
She knew she detested such encounters, but there was no other way. Since he wasn’t answering the phone, he had no choice but to come like this.
Kim Min-jun had a somewhat weary expression.
“You should have answered the phone.”
Woo-yeon was outraged.
“How was I supposed to answer your call?”
“Did you delete my number?”
“…?”
“Just come in for a moment; let’s talk.”
Woo-yeon nodded. Where should she go in? It couldn’t be helped, and she reluctantly opened the door.
It didn’t seem like the conversation would go smoothly.
“Are you crazy? What are you doing here right now?”
Despite the distinct sound of the hairdryer, she couldn’t hear the bell sound buried in the noise.
The reason she had to stop Kim Min-jun from shouting outside was that it would be awkward if she ran into the man next door.
Woo-yeon, with her face deeply furrowed, opened the door unavoidably.
Apparently, words wouldn’t come out smoothly.
“Are you crazy? What are you doing here right now?”
In sky-blue jeans and a disheveled shirt, Kim Min-jun had come running out of his house.
In his hand was the mobile phone he secretly used only when contacting Woo-yeon.
She knew she detested such encounters, but there was no other way. Since he wasn’t answering the phone, he had no choice but to come like this.
Kim Min-jun had a somewhat weary expression.
“You should have answered the phone.”
Woo-yeon was outraged.
“How was I supposed
In the silence, a tense atmosphere circulates between them. Woo-yeon sighed.
If she continued to keep him outside like this, she might truly be caught by the man next door.
Moreover, if he kept banging on the door outside, complaints would likely come from the downstairs, and if that happened…
Sorting out her complicated thoughts, Woo-yeon firmly warned Min-jun.
“Keep it short and leave.”
“Yeah.”
In the end, Min-jun entered Woo-yeon’s house. Even during their dating period, due to Woo-yeon’s personality, who strongly disliked others intruding deep into her territory, he had only come in here a few times, and all he did was have coffee.
Min-jun sat on the spacious sofa in the middle of the living room. He casually turned his gaze toward the fish tank where the fish he had given as a present once rested.
It was a fish he gave as a gift, urging her to take care of it, as she seemed too indifferent. Originally, he planned to give two fish as a couple, but the aquarium owner said they would end up eating each other if he put two in one tank, so he gave only one.
“It’s growing well. I thought you might have killed it by now.”
It was a joke he made for her to laugh, but Woo-yeon didn’t smile.
She knew. Every morning, the first thing she did was feed the fish.
But Min-jun also knew that even while doing so, she never gave any affection to the fish.
Yoon Woo-yeon was a woman like that.
The person he knew had almost no desires. No appetite, no desire for sleep, no possessiveness, and even her sexual desires seemed to have evaporated, like a dry individual.
What she needed was not a loving boyfriend but someone to be with because she didn’t want to be alone.
He knew too well that it didn’t have to be him, it could be anyone else.
No matter how much he poured out his feelings and they didn’t return, he could endure it.
After all, Yoon Woo-yeon was someone who couldn’t love anyone.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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