His arrogance, typical of the wealthy, emanated from him.
Siyoon entered an amount on the tablet and pushed it towards Miju.
“Look.”
But Miju didn’t glance at the tablet, keeping her eyes on Siyoon.
“With this much, you won’t have to distribute cards like these.”
Siyoon placed Miju’s business card next to the tablet.
Those. Cards.
The words pierced Miju’s heart.
Why did Siyoon still carry her business card? And why did he choose such painful words?
“With this amount, you won’t need to accompany parties for just $200.”
Miju’s eyes wavered, deeply affected.
The humiliating experience of accompanying someone to a party, a secret Miju had never shared with anyone, was somehow known to Siyoon.
More than curiosity, a wave of embarrassment washed over her, and she no longer wanted to tarnish her pride further. Stabilizing her trembling voice, Miju continued.
“Seems like a hefty amount, enough for a year’s worth of party accompaniments, right?”
“If you’re not satisfied with the amount, just add a zero or write a 1 in front of it.”
From their first meeting, Miju knew Siyoon was a proud man. She thought they had gotten closer, but with the contract in front of them, Siyoon’s cold approach felt foreign to her.
“Seems like my role isn’t just being a fake bride for this kind of money.”
“Let’s live like a real couple during the contract period.”
“You’re quite proactive in changing sexual preferences and values, aren’t you?”
Siyoon didn’t elaborate further on Miju’s words.
“Just one year. One year should be enough to return to Korea, take over the foundation, and solve my father’s art issues.”
The thought of a connection lasting only a year made Miju feel inexplicably empty.
Siyoon, talking about a year, had no intention of parting. If Miju got bored within that time, he was ready to let her go, but could he really?
Instead, he was confident he could win her heart within that period, hence setting the timeframe.
“Once the contract ends, I’ll ensure all administrative matters are cleanly sorted, so as not to cause any future issues for you, Ms. Miju.”
A reassurance from Siyoon.
Miju felt a sense of emptiness, despite the clear and straightforward handling of matters.
“Just one question.”
Siyoon, looking relaxed, indicated she could ask anything.
“Why me? There must be many women interested in such an arrangement.”
Miju’s heart raced, hoping for a hint of personal interest or affection in his response.
“Wouldn’t it be cautious to not make such proposals to women who are interested in me?”
Miju’s hopes and expectations shattered instantly, but she calmly continued.
“So it’s a contractual relationship without emotions?”
Siyoon, too, intended to remain detached but felt a twinge of regret hearing those words from Miju.
“Indeed, it’s a contract. Carrying inflated emotions or acting as a wife would only trouble Mr. Siyoon.”
Miju understood his situation and that their relationship was a business arrangement devoid of emotions.
While the conditions weren’t bad, offering a comfortable life and meticulous handling of administrative issues, she pondered the morality and her values in accepting such a contract.
If she had a family, she wondered about their reaction.
‘It’s just me to bear this, with no family to consult or hurt.’
After pondering, Miju met Siyoon’s gaze.
“Shall I sign?”
“No. No matter how tough it gets, I can’t engage in a play that deceives a family, even if it’s yours.”
Siyoon’s face hardened.
“I’ll leave first.”
Miju, struggling with her hurt leg, managed to stand.
“Sit down. Where do you think you’re going with that injury?”
Miju, as if having nothing more to listen to, headed towards the door.
“Choi Miju!”
Siyoon stood up, grabbed Miju’s arm, and turned her around. In a moment, losing strength in her leg wrapped in a cast, Miju swayed and lost her balance, staggering into Siyoon’s arms.
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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