Hye-yoon put down her phone, thinking about Jiho’s words a while ago. Then she looked at Minwoo and Minju, who were chatting side by side across from her. The friendly leader seemed to have conquered all female staff in the meantime and seemed to have no intention of wasting the last day.
“Hey, it’s starting!”
“Wow, I’m nervous.”
And the corner of written on the TV screen disappeared. Everyone focused with chopsticks and glasses down.
As the noisy advertisement screen changed gently, the drama finally began. After a few scenes with morning scenes, Jongsu’s house appeared. And in between, the characters written by Hye-yoon began to come alive.
With Jiho’s narration.
“Until I turned 20, I thought the crab had eight legs.”
Hye-yoon felt the softness behind her neck. The fairy-tale world had a liveliness that could not be imitated, covering her entire body. With just one sentence of narration, she was immediately drawn into that world.
She quietly observed Jiho sitting next to her. The sharp eyes, rarely seen, carefully scanned the screen. It wasn’t Jongsu but the eyes of actor An Jiho, checking.
Watching the screen, watching Jiho. The repeated glances paused when looking at Jiho next to me. The sharpness faded like a lie, replaced by a smile that melted at the corners of the mouth. And a small whisper.
“…Beautiful.”
After admiring the beautiful face, she wondered and looked closely at the screen. Her round face was floating white on the screen.
The first broadcast ended with a small cheer. The female staff seemed to be checking real-time reactions on their phones, but Hye-yoon just watched quietly. Pouring and receiving drinks one by one. Amidst this, whenever Jiho’s eyes met mine, he nodded.
It seemed like he was consoling me, saying ‘Later.’
“Writer, you should have a drink. It’s the last one.”
Tap, tap. When Hye-yoon turned her head at the sound of her table being tapped, the assistant director was pointing to her empty glass. It was when she raised the cup with a smile on her lips. Not far away, Jiho’s voice reached this way.
“From now on, the writer will only have three drinks, and I’ll drink the rest for you.”
The first is difficult, knowing that one glass will call the next. Especially when the emotion of ‘last’ is added, there is no answer.
Jiho smiled gently at the many glances around.
“The writer is weak with alcohol.”
“Wow, it’s not Hye-yoon, it’s Jiho who’s strong! You know, we drank together last time for the previous work.”
Then a loud voice came from Minwoo’s mouth. Even his movements waving his head left and right seemed rougher than usual. The scent of alcohol wafting from everywhere couldn’t avoid Minwoo alone.
“Oh, Jiho, can’t handle alcohol?”
“It’s not a joke. If everyone faints, Mr. Jiho will tidy up the company dinner and leave. Even those who are good at talking are all passed out.”
“Is there anything Jiho can’t do?”
“It seems like there’s nothing he can’t do.”
The conversation between the two seemed to be a conversation between them, but the voices filled with the scent of alcohol were quite loud. Even the muttered words, ‘How can one person be good at everything?’ were so loud that everyone, including Jiho, laughed heartily.
“Then the first of the three drinks is mine.”
And to snatch away the small chance of three, the assistant director quickly picked up a beer bottle. Hye-yoon also cheerfully extended her glass. If it was beer, Hye-yoon also enjoyed it in her own way. Jiho still didn’t believe it.
“Now I can say it. It was actually hard for me all this time.”
“What? Because of me?”
However, an unexpectedly unexpected story was heard. It seemed that the assistant director was not just trying to fill Hye-yoon’s glass. The rising foam was as high as Hye-yoon’s curiosity. And Jiho was also watching the two.
“Yes. Do you remember that day? The day we had a company dinner when it was raining. A lot of actors came that day, right?”
“Of course. I remember.”
“Yeah. The day when the writer sat separately with Chado-hyuk and drank.”
“What?!”
Hye-yoon quickly pulled the beer glass that was about to touch her lips. In her widened eyes, a bewildered feeling popped up. The transition from bewilderment to injustice was very fast.
At that moment, her eyes met Jiho’s.
Jiho was silently pursing his lips. With a round mouth, he nodded slowly, ‘Ah.’ A slow nod. That alone was enough, but he sent a very simple sentence with a glance. With a subtle playfulness.
‘You didn’t drink, huh?’
Hye-yoon’s head moved quickly. The injustice that was hanging all over her face fell off around her. Soon, those emotions rolled and headed towards the assistant director.
“No! I didn’t drink that day.”
“Oh, come on. You guys went far away to a table with no people. I saw it all. Sticking close together, drinking, playing with fingers, and very… wasn’t the atmosphere around that table a bit ambiguous?”
“Wow… That’s outrageous!”
A small fist hit her thigh. To her, it was a very passionate expression, but in the space filled with alcohol, it didn’t attract much attention. The assistant director sitting next to her seemed to casually ignore her intense protest.
“Well, they just seem really close. Anyway.”
“Anyway? Director, it really shouldn’t end with ‘anyway’…”
“The important thing is not that, but why I kept watching.”
Hye-yoon’s lower lip began to puff up.
‘Why is that not important? While I’m watching like that…’
With only words that couldn’t be said, she faced the hot gaze pouring over her. The face with a wriggling eyebrow under one eye, and the mouth corner sticking up fiercely. In Jiho’s low-sinking gaze, playfulness was rapidly fading away.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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