“Heh, admire, what’s there to admire? I just want to loosen up my body and then sleep deeply.”
As he was used to making significant statements sound casual, Bong Ki shook his head. Then, the interview from a little while ago crossed his mind. Her name was enough to pique his interest.
“But what did you mean by that earlier? The special appearance of Jeon Ji Na.”
“Well.”
Bong Ki held onto Ji Ho’s dry answer and mulled over the past year.
The two had filmed a campus drama last year. Their mere presence together made a perfect picture, as if crafted by a sculptor, making the drama feel like a pictorial in every scene. Therefore, it was only natural that it was a hit, with many viewers wishing for them to be a real couple.
The two seemed fairly close. More accurately, Ji Ho exhibited behavior he normally didn’t. He was the type to only work on set, giving polite greetings and nothing more, but he quietly ‘interfered’ in her personal matters.
The day when Ji Na’s older brother, who had been depositing living expenses every month, stormed onto the set because he hadn’t received the money. Ji Ho was the one who restrained the man who was about to raise his hand without hesitation. Of course, given Ji Ho’s personality, this was entirely possible.
However, it was Bong Ki who leaked the matter that even Ji Na’s agency tried to hush up to the media.
“Send out a story about what happened today, tomorrow.”
At Ji Ho’s brief words.
As a result, Ji Na must have spent a turbulent two weeks, but public sympathy began to stir for her, who was often plagued with rumors due to her flamboyant personal life. She cut ties with her family, who were worse than others, after that incident, at least that’s what I remember hearing from the news.
For her, it must have been the best gift that Ji Ho could offer in the worst situation.
So, Bong Ki had suspicions. Whether they might be dating. There was no way that rumors like “An Ji Ho and Jeon Ji Na were seen kissing in the filming location parking lot.” would skip him.
However, he never asked Ji Ho.
Bong Ki never asked questions where knowing the answer wouldn’t be good.
He thought it was better to leave it as curiosity rather than hear a worrisome answer. It was his way of dealing with Ji Ho during the nine years they spent together. There was also a belief that Ji Ho would manage things well on his own.
“You didn’t know either? They haven’t contacted each other after the drama?”
“Yeah.”
“…I thought they were close.”
At Bong Ki’s words, one corner of Ji Ho’s mouth lifted as he looked out the window. He seemed to understand what “I thought they were close.” meant.
“Anyway, only Director Kim is pissed. At you, and at Jeon Ji Na. This isn’t some lowbudget drama lineup. It’s a film festival lineup.”
“Heh, heh. Don’t exaggerate.”
When the car stopped at a signal, Bong Ki quickly left a message for his trainer. With the long signal, there was still time left, and his mouth opened to the filming stories that came to mind.
“By the way, I heard from Director Kim that everyone’s trying to contact the writer. Did you hear?”
“No. Who? The actors?”
A deep gleam flashed in Ji Ho’s eyes, who had been looking out the window. For the first time, he lifted his back from the chair and looked at Bong Ki.
“Yeah. Since Director Kim has connections, he has scattered the script here and there. Well, you were the trigger, Ji Ho. Everyone just accepted it because it was lowbudget, but they seem to have taken a closer look once they got involved with you.”
With a heavy nod of the head and traces of concentration settling on his forehead, Bong Ki peered at Ji Ho’s face in the rearview mirror and continued.
“But then they saw that the script was good. I don’t know, whether it’s really good or if it just seems good because you’re involved.”
“So, is the writer taking all the incoming contacts?”
The long narrative laid out in front of him was beyond Ji Ho’s interest. He already knew enough about her strong writing skills. He was just curious about one thing.
So, who was protecting Hye Yoon now? Whether it was a flaming arrow or a honeycoated one, the idea of someone touching her body and mind made his stomach churn.
“No. For now, Director Kim seems to be not giving out her contact while skirting around. Saying she would be busy with shooting. But that’s not just once or twice. The media also seems interested in interviewing the writer.”
“…Then how about we take care of it.”
Ji Ho’s long finger tapped his chin and then let go.
“Hey… that’s a manager’s job. If there are a lot of contacts, sort them out and let the writer know, and also mediate between both parties. This is something we can do if we have a contract. Even if we’re being practical, we can’t ignore the issues of time or cost.”
“I’ll provide that.”
“What?!”
Involuntarily, his sharp voice turned towards the back seat. Bong Ki found Ji Ho, who was willing to pay out of his own pocket to protect Hye Yoon, very unfamiliar. Just like his face smiling in the dining room one morning. As Bong Ki turned his head sharply, Ji Ho raised his chin to point out the changed signal.
“I’ll ask the writer tomorrow if she has plans for a next project. Tell Director Kim to redirect the writer’s contact to us. For now, politely decline all the contacts we’ve received so far. You take care of the cost generously.”
“….”
“Don’t tell the writer. She’ll feel burdened.”
“Ha…”
He couldn’t look back because he was driving, but a sigh that sounded like a bitter laugh escaped his lips. He didn’t remember Ji Ho talking this much or being so persistent in others’ affairs.
“Ji Ho…”
So, it shatters the principle he’s kept for 9 years.
“I really didn’t want to ask this…”
“What?”
He felt like he already heard the answer even before he asked. His heart was already heavy.
“Do you really have something with Writer Jang… or not?”
It was a relief that the signal had not turned red. Even if the car had to stop due to the signal, he didn’t have the courage to turn back and look at Ji Ho. It was anxiety itself, just sneaking a look at him through the rearview mirror.
“Yeah. There’s nothing.”
“Ha… Right, jerk.”
At his usual short and clear answer, Bong Ki let out a deep sigh as if his heart was hollowed out. When he licked his dry lips with his tongue, they felt so parched that they were rough.
“It’s just that I like her on my own.”
“….”
It’s said that when someone is too surprised, they can’t even scream but hold their breath, and for the first time in over 40 years, Bong Ki could realize that the expression was true.
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Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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