“On a cold day like this, warm sake suits very well. If it’s difficult for you to drink because of driving, I’ll call a driver for you. Warm up your body with sake.”
Doyeop ordered two more glasses of sake before hearing Yuna’s answer.
Yuna was intrigued by Doyeop’s intentions.
Even though he had a different vibe than Taekyung, Doyeop, with his good looks and friendly nature, was quite popular in the company.
After finishing the two glasses of sake in no time, Yuna, feeling not quite satisfied, tried to order another. However, Doyeop smiled gently and stopped her.
“Sake is unexpectedly strong. But you shouldn’t drink too much.”
“Do you think I’ll get drunk after just three glasses?”
“Well, you’ve hardly drunk during company gatherings. I thought you couldn’t drink. If you drink too quickly, you might get drunk all of a sudden.”
It was the first time a man had stopped her from drinking. Yuna, who was cautious about men approaching her, found it unfamiliar.
Yuna, who had been on guard, was nowhere to be seen, and as her heart relaxed, she became teary-eyed.
To prevent Doyeop from noticing her tears, Yuna quickly wiped her eyes with her fingers.
“Assistant Jin? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. I think something got into my eyes.”
She didn’t want to show any weakness to anyone.
However, Doyeop, by pricking Yuna’s vulnerability, easily broke down the walls she had built.
“If you want to cry, you can. I won’t tell anyone.”
“Wh-who said I was crying?”
Doyeop casually pushed his handkerchief in front of Yuna and continued to eat slowly.
It was a dangerously gentle affection that didn’t cross the line.
Doyeop seemed to know well what kind of tenderness Yuna desired, as if he was behaving exactly as she wished, much like what she sought from Taekyung.
“I’ll be back in a moment.”
As Doyeop left the room, Yuna’s withheld tears began to fall.
“Sniff, sniff. Sob.”
Suppressing her crying, she let out her tears, and by the time Doyeop returned to the room, having regained her composure, he handed her a hangover relief drink.
“Here, drink this. It’ll make tomorrow less difficult.”
“Doyeop, did you go out to buy this?”
“I bought it while I was out. Sake has a subtle aftereffect, you know.”
Doyeop winked. Yuna accepted the hangover relief drink.
“Drink it. Come on.”
Yuna, unable to resist Doyeop’s urging, reluctantly drank the hangover relief drink.
Doyeop’s gentle smile as he watched her intently was engraved in her heart.
Yet, the fact that the man in front of her wasn’t Taekyung was painfully regrettable.
Hyojae stared blankly at the unfamiliar scenery spread out before him.
He was bewildered by the completely different appearance from his room.
“Where is this? Oh, my head. Not good.”
Hyojae frowned while holding his head.
Scouring his fragmented memories, he realized that the place he had woken up was Taekyung’s house.
“Oh my! Am I crazy? Did I sleep in Senior Taekyung’s house?”
Hyojae looked around the room. There was only a bed placed awkwardly inside.
After glancing around the neat, if not dreary, room, he finally managed to get up.
There was a bustling noise outside the door, along with rattling sounds.
Curious, Hyojae was about to open the door, but when he saw his disheveled state, he was surprised.
While combing his hair with his hand, he held his two swollen cheeks.
“Am I completely swollen? How did I fall asleep here? Ah, I’m really losing it!”
Although he grabbed his head in frustration, he couldn’t stay in the room all day.
As he carefully opened the door and went out, voices from the kitchen mixed with Kyuwon and Taekyung’s voices reached him.
“You don’t even know how to make bean sprout soup.”
“Why can’t I do it? Just follow the recipe.”
“Oh, forget it. I’ll do it. Instead of boiling bean sprouts in plain water like last time, just leave them be. Also, get some hangover relief drink.”
Kyuwon grumbled but handed a ladle to Taekyung. He spotted Hyojae, who had been watching the kitchen from the front of the room, and greeted him casually.
“Did you sleep well? Is your head okay?”
“Yes, it’s a bit sore.”
Hyojae spoke shyly and awkwardly. Although he considered going back to the room out of embarrassment, Kyuwon seemed completely indifferent to such thoughts.
“I’ll make you honey water. Just wait a moment.”
Before hearing Hyojae’s response, Kyuwon went into the kitchen and soon brought warm honey water.
“First, try this.”
“Thank you.”
Hyojae gulped down the honey water Kyuwon offered in one go. The warm honey water settled his queasy stomach.
Kyuwon babysat Hyojae as if she were a mother giving medicine to a child.
Hyojae didn’t mind Kyuwon’s care. Even though her ex-boyfriend, Lee Joon, was much older than Hyojae, he still had to take care of her.
After drinking, Lee Joon, who often struggled with hangovers, needed Hyojae to make not only honey water but also hangover soup.
Lee Joon considered it natural for Hyojae to take care of him.
Looking at Kyuwon taking care of her, Hyojae compared her to Lee Joon. Recalling her past relationship with Lee Joon, she felt a pang of sadness.
Unintentionally, tears welled up, and Kyuwon was bewildered, not knowing what to do.
“Uh, did I, did I do something wrong?”
“No, it’s just that I’m really grateful. Uh.”
Hyojae found it challenging to stop her tears. Kyuwon brought tissues and handed them to Hyojae, who was moved even by such a small gesture.
Taekyung, hearing Hyojae’s crying, approached with a ladle.
“Why are you making her cry again?”
“No, did I cry? I’m sorry. Really sorry.”
Under Taekyung’s reproach, Kyuwon apologized, not knowing what she had done wrong.
Hyojae raised her head vigorously.
“No, no, it’s not Kyuwon’s fault, it’s not like that, but Senior, why are you blaming Kyuwon? Ugh.”
“Why are you crying, then?”
“There’s something like that. Ugh.”
Hyojae sniffled as she covered her face with both hands and hurriedly went into the bathroom.
Kyuwon’s anxious and uneasy gaze followed her. Taekyung shook his head and lightly tapped Kyuwon.
“Well, it’s a long way to go. Tsk, tsk.”
“But is Hyojae okay?”
Kyuwon couldn’t take her eyes off the bathroom door.
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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