A boy crossing the road suddenly turned into a puppy with a pop! and couldn’t move.
“I can’t. I have to avoid it.”
The girl’s head shook back and forth repeatedly.
She looked back and forth between the white puppy and the black car rushing towards it, stomped her feet, and finally made up her mind.
“Aish. I don’t know.”
Her anxiously stomping feet were faster than anyone else on the street.
She reached out her thin arm towards the puppy, whining without being able to move.
And at that moment.
Screeech!
A sharp noise rang out on the bustling street.
(This is a time divider.)
The duke of the northern territory, Lapellian of the Mosteros Duke family, passed through the long hallway of the school.
Being a direct descendant of the white wolf race of Mosteros, he was an example of nobility, possessing elegance and majestic dignity.
At the edge of his handsome appearance was a sharp sensitivity, and between the graceful lines that made up his face, cold and chilly energy filled various parts.
A cold wind blew in through the window that was opened for ventilation, shaking his silver hair.
Lapellian swept up his slightly disheveled hair and lowered his eyes.
His already sharp atmosphere became even more pronounced, exuding an unapproachable nobility.
“Oh, he’s coming. He’s coming.”
“Is he still far? Hurry up and get ready.”
Today, too, countless desires clung to him with every upright step he took.
He looked indifferent, but inside he sighed quietly.
The many sounds stimulating his hearing were unbearable.
‘Just one day, please!’
Lapellian wanted to be in a quiet world, even if just for a moment.
Originally, the senses of his kind were several times more advanced than humans, but he was particularly more sensitive. Especially his hearing was highly developed, and all kinds of sounds tormented him.
At least now he could control his senses a little, so it had gotten somewhat better, but he couldn’t completely block them.
On days like today, at school where there were many people, Lapellian’s nerves became very sharp.
The pheromones of immature young werecreatures and all sorts of noise tangled together, becoming a heavy fatigue that overwhelmed him. The fatigue enveloping his whole body made his icy face seem about to crack.
“Now, now.”
A small commotion occurred not far from him.
It was a noticeable confusion, but Lapellian didn’t even glance at the place.
He was not the type to be swept away by trivial matters and waste his nerves.
“Tha, there. Lord Lapellian.”
However, if the reason for this confusion was Lapellian, and the one who popped out of the chaos blocked him, a situation no one else could prevent, then things changed.
Lapellian, who had no choice but to stop, slowly lowered his eyes. His long eyelashes cast a deep shadow over his eyes.
It was a terrifyingly bland look, but just receiving his gaze made the girl’s cheeks flush red.
“There, Lapell……”
“I never allowed you to use my name.”
His chilly voice made the surroundings go quiet for a moment.
It was no exaggeration to say that the word ‘beauty’ existed for him, such a great beauty he was, but he was a beauty with quite sharp thorns.
The old saying that beauty has its thorns seemed not to be false.
Not as much as Mosteros, but being the daughter of a quite respectable family and having received decent proposals, the girl’s complexion suddenly worsened at his cold response.
“I’m ssorry, Lord Mosteros.”
The girl’s voice trembled as if she would shed tears at any moment.
Her delicate trembling awakened a protective instinct in the hearts of the many men watching her.
But, regrettably, it did not evoke any particular sentiment in him.
Rather, the annoying situation had already caused Lapellian to take his eyes off the girl, who had been unfeeling.
He was looking at where he needed to go with a bored expression.
It was a signal from Edwurn to speak his errand and disappear.
It was only to this extent, as it was a woman standing before him; if it had been a man, he would have passed without mercy.
Sneaking a glance, the girl who checked Lapellian’s mood licked her lips and continued to speak.
“Ththe vacation is soon, and the Duke is also returning…”
“I’m not sure that will be a valid reason to stop me.”
A voice colder than frozen ice cut off the girl’s words.
He was not a very friendly person to anyone other than his own flesh and blood.
He seldom paid attention.
Most people were connected with him with the intention of using him, so there was no need to be kind.
But people admired and coveted even his chilly attitude.
His haughty demeanor was something that only he could possess.
And many girls believed without a doubt that if they had him, they could be like that too.
Many families and the daughters of those families were impatient to secure the position of the next Duchess.
It did not matter whether they were Suin or human families.
The dream of the girl today was big too.
If she could have the stern Prince of the North, any hardship would not matter.
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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