As she was wondering how this happened, she looked at Seo Ga Ram, who was sighing deeply while holding his forehead.
“The man who said he would take responsibility for me was Choi Hyun, and currently, I’m the one taking responsibility.”
“What?! What does all that mean…!”
Seo Ga Ram swept up his long, fine hair and spoke with a sigh.
“I didn’t know, but I’m weak to men who cry. I thought I was only weak to bad men.”
Yeo Woon tilted her head at the confusing words. All the hints made her frustrated, so she pressed on.
“Explain properly. What happened with the director?”
The story that followed from Seo Ga Ram’s mouth was quite dramatic.
The person she had spent a passionate night with turned out to be Choi Hyun, who was a premarital purist, so they decided to date out of responsibility.
“How can I ignore a grown man crying, saying he will take responsibility. Especially when he’s broken a principle he’s held onto his whole life……”
Yeo Woon was a bit flustered.
She hadn’t wanted to know about Choi Hyun’s circumstances……. Well, anyway, her friend had started dating, so she should congratulate her.
Not knowing what to say, Yeo Woon tried hard to comfort Seo Ga Ram in a positive way.
“But the director seems very affectionate! He’s abroad now, yet he sent a cake.”
“I know. He treats me so well…… it’s driving me crazy.”
Seo Ga Ram, as if she had something on her mind, suddenly began to list Choi Hyun’s acts of affection.
“How can he make it so obvious and follow me whenever we happen to meet at the office? Everyone is watching, but he still comes to me with a big smile! He also comes to every show and gives me a huge bouquet of flowers! He texts me regularly about where he is, what he’s doing, when he’s going to sleep, who he’s going to meet.……. He’s not my type. He’s soooo not my type!!”
“Hmm…….”
Although Seo Ga Ram seemed to dislike it very much, Yeo Woon somehow found Choi Hyun cute.
It seemed that the director was totally smitten with Ga Ram.
“Woon, do you think there might have been a drug in the alcohol that night? How else could I be with a man who is so not my type…….”
“Is it that bad?”
“Ah. There is one thing. That is my type.”
As Yeo Woon looked at him curiously, Seo Ga Ram didn’t answer, he only sighed with a melancholic expression.
So, was that her preference or not?
The next day.
Yeo Woon was in the photo studio, getting her makeup done while looking at the shooting script. The main shooting concept suggested by the magazine company was ‘Friends’.
It was a theme that perfectly suited the two who had become a topic of conversation as ‘friends’.
Seol Ji Oh, because of a delayed flight, hadn’t arrived at the studio yet, so Yeo Woon was preparing for the shoot by herself.
Kang Geon Woo, who was standing behind Yeo Woon, widened his eyes as he looked at Yeo Woon, who had more makeup on than usual.
“Wow, you’re a different person.”
Yeo Woon awkwardly smiled, slightly confused whether this was a compliment or not. She usually didn’t wear makeup, so seeing herself with this dimensional makeup felt a bit strange to her.
The hair designer came over and made wavy curls in Yeo Woon’s hair. He then gave it about three times the usual volume and sprayed it liberally.
She was inwardly worried about what style this might be, but when she changed into her costume, it surprisingly suited her well.
The shooting was done in three concepts, and the first concept was ‘student’. Therefore, the outfit was similar to a preppy school uniform, albeit much shorter and bolder than a real school uniform.
After finishing her styling, Yeo Woon went to the set to greet the photographer. The photographer was busy setting up the frame and doing test shots.
“Hello, Mr. Photographer. It’s Yeo Woon.”
“Yes, nice to meet you. I’m Seo Woo Joon. Ah, the camera will love you.”
Photographer Seo Woo Joon said, extending his hand. Yeo Woon, a bit embarrassed by the compliment, shook Seo Woo Joon’s hand.
Seo Woo Joon smiled slightly and spoke.
“Is this your first photo shoot?”
“Yes. I look forward to your guidance.”
“Would you mind standing there for a moment? Seol Ji Oh will be a bit late anyway.”
At that, Yeo Woon awkwardly walked towards the set. It was a set with stairs and streetlights. Yeo Woon stood in the middle and looked at Seo Woo Joon.
“It’s a test shoot, so feel free to move around. Just think you’re a high school student.”
Click. Click.
The camera flash burst one after another. Yeo Woon felt like she had to do something, so she struck a pose.
She had practiced a little in front of the mirror last night, but as she tried to do it, she became conscious of the camera, and it felt strange to move her arms and legs.
“You’re too stiff. You don’t need to overdo it, just be comfortable.”
After some consideration, Yeo Woon tried to mimic the poses from the photos she had seen in the storyboard earlier.
“Okay. Just like that! Chin up a bit. Lower your shoulders.”
Yeo Woon stared at the camera, trying to craft more diverse expressions. At that, Seo Woo Joon broke into a wide smile and shouted “Okay!” loudly.
“Can you come over here for a moment?”
Seo Woo Joon called Yeo Woon over to the monitor, where he had set up shop. When Yeo Woon approached, the photos from the shoot earlier filled the monitor.
“Take a look. Check your expressions and vibe. Everything is good, but when we go into the main shoot, it would be great if you could smile a bit more lively.”
“Yes.”
“Just keep an eye on it.”
Seo Woo Joon took his camera and moved away for a moment. Left alone, Yeo Woon stared intently at the monitor.
Despite moving around, there were many images where she still looked a little awkward and stiff.
Yeo Woon was flipping through the photos one by one.
“…This one’s pretty.”
Upon hearing the sudden voice from behind, she turned her head. Seol Ji Oh, who she didn’t know when he had arrived, was staring at the monitor from behind her.
“When did you get here?”
“Just now. The pictures look pretty. I like the concept.”
Seol Ji Oh took his eyes off the monitor and looked at Yeo Woon. He widened his eyes slightly at her youthful appearance, which was believable enough to say she was a high school student.
Seol Ji Oh paused for a moment, imagining Yeo Woon in her high school days, when someone called him from behind. It was a hurryup to come over for styling.
With a regretful smile, Seol Ji Oh said, “I’ll be back,” and walked away briskly.
Yeo Woon blankly watched Seol Ji Oh’s retreating figure, then suddenly became conscious of her surroundings and turned her head.
Did I stare too much just now? I hope I didn’t give myself away in front of others.
Yeo Woon was worried that she might be caught off guard watching Seol Ji Oh during the shoot. That’s when Seo Woo Joon, who had finished his business, came back to her.
“Ms. Yeo Woon, take a break for a moment. As soon as Mr. Seol Ji Oh is ready, we’ll start the shoot.”
“Yes.”
After answering Seo Woo Joon, Yeo Woon sat on the set stairs to get used to the atmosphere.
The studio was playing loud upbeat music, and it was not boring at all to watch the busy people moving around.
Rather, everything was new and enjoyable.
Then, Seol Ji Oh, who had finished his preparations, came out of the makeup room. Yeo Woon fixed her gaze on the tall man walking towards her.
A white shirt with navy pants similar to a school uniform, and even a necktie slung around somewhat recklessly.
She hadn’t imagined that such clothes would suit him well, but the man before her eyes perfectly pulled it off.
Thanks to his hair being let down differently than usual and styled to be curly, Seol Ji Oh looked much younger.
But as Seol Ji Oh got closer, Yeo Woon became a bit flustered.
How many buttons had he undone? Underneath the loosely worn necktie, his solid chest muscles were bulging out.
No, is it even allowed for a student to look that sexy……?
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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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