Yangjin received a call saying that she was requested for an entertainment show and was waiting for her manager in the meeting room. As the response to the last movie she appeared in was positive, her schedule gradually filled up, and she had a meeting appointment for the fixed panel of a new entertainment show.
Although Yangjin used to be scared of entertainment shows, it was not the situation where she would hesitate now.
“Where did you buy this?”
When Cheolyeong suddenly entered the meeting room, Yangjin, who had been taken aback, stood up.
“Yes?”
As Cheolyeong came in to get the item left in the meeting room, he noticed a cute accessory hanging from Yangjin’s bag. It was a small backpack made only with cross-stitch threads, perfectly targeting his taste.
“I made it with cross-stitch threads.”
Yangjin, who was known as the actual powerhouse of the company, was just perplexed to be spoken to by the Director Kwak Cheolyeong, who was known for his practical work, and she was even more bewildered by him picking up the inconspicuous accessory.
“You made it yourself?”
Cheolyeong spat out the words as if he couldn’t believe the delicate craftsmanship.
“Well…”
Unable to respond immediately to Cheolyeong’s fierce face, Yangjin stammered with her mouth barely moving.
‘What did I do wrong? Shouldn’t I make anything? Is he saying something about doing things like this instead of practicing?’
When Yangjin, digging a hole of timidity to the extreme, was working hard, Cheolyeong cautiously opened his mouth.
“Can I take a look?”
Despite his rough appearance, Cheolyeong was polite enough to use honorifics even when talking to trainees, and Yangjin thought for a moment that maybe he was really like that.
“…Yes.”
As Yangjin nodded, Cheolyeong carefully examined the miniature backpack made of cross-stitch threads hanging from Yangjin’s thumb.
“The color combination is excellent, and, above all, the details are alive.”
Cheolyeong’s touch was extremely cautious, as if appraising expensive jewelry.
“Huh?”
Not understanding what he was saying, Yangjin vigorously shook her small head.
Is he making fun of me? Or maybe it’s sarcasm. Or is it a new way of teasing?
“Have you made anything else? I couldn’t even imagine making something like this with cross-stitch threads.”
However, his tone was not mocking or scolding.
“Oh, I just had some leftover threads… I have other things at home. But I took pictures of them… Can I show you?”
“May I?”
For a moment, Cheolyeong’s eyes sparkled.
“…Yes, of course.”
Yangjin, who still didn’t quickly grasp what kind of situation this was, reluctantly understood Cheolyeong’s expectant gaze and handed over her phone.
“Here…”
Cheolyeong, treating Yangjin’s phone as if it were a precious treasure, took it with care and carefully appreciated each of her works.
“It’s amazing. Especially, this sofa is really excellent.”
“Th… Thank you.”
At first, Yangjin thought Cheolyeong might be playing a prank, but seeing his serious expression, it seemed like it wasn’t a joke.
‘Is he asking for something different?’
Although she wanted to give something, she hesitated because she was worried that giving something like this might make him feel bad. However, looking at his expression, she decided to gather courage.
“Uh… Director, if there’s something you like… Can I give it to you?”
Yangjin timidly asked.
“Huh? This precious thing. Is it really okay?”
Cheolyeong swallowed his saliva.
“Yes. I have many at home.”
“Can I really accept it?”
Cheolyeong asked again, thinking that she might find it difficult to give something because he was the director.
“Yes, I can make more.”
However, Yangjin’s smiling face was genuinely happy.
“Oh, okay. Excuse me for being shameless, but can I ask a favor?”
Cheolyeong’s eyes never left the miniature sofa made of cross-stitch threads. It seemed perfect to place it next to the small cactus pot he bought a while ago.
“Can I give you this sofa?”
While looking at him and swallowing saliva, Yangjin asked, “Is it still okay?”
“Will it be alright?” Cheolyeong said like a child.
Yangjin, finding Cheolyeong’s behavior intriguing, stared at his face intently.
“Thank you,” she said.
As Cheolyeong lowered his head deeply, Yangjin quickly followed suit.
“But please don’t mention this to anyone.”
Cheolyeong, realizing he might have shown too much favoritism to Yangjin, became worried.
“Yes, I won’t say a word.”
When Yangjin pretended to zip her lips, Cheolyeong expressed a satisfied smile.
‘Oh, the director looks cute when he smiles.’
The usually dignified and scary Director Kwak, seen up close, looked somewhat like a teddy bear.
“But what were you doing here?”
“I’m waiting for my manager.”
“Who’s your manager?”
“Mr. Kim Youngdeok.”
The teasing Kim Youngdeok and Cheolyeong’s expression frowned.
“How long have you been waiting?”
“…Not too long.”
Despite waiting for over two hours, Yangjin was unfazed because it was standard. Then, the door opened, and Youngdeok, upon seeing Cheolyeong, rushed over.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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