Then, seeing her reflection in the large window, she was startled as if she saw something she shouldn’t have seen.
“No, the president of a fashion company, and this attire. This won’t do!”
Seo Yeon, as if she couldn’t stand it any longer, rushed to the rack where only new products were displayed.
Then she changed into a black mini dress with a standout white collar. She didn’t forget the ankle strap high heels with a ribbon point at the ankle.
With hawklike eyes, Seo Yeon scrutinized her reflection in the mirror from various angles before finally breaking into a satisfied smile.
“”
Upon his message of arrival, Seo Yeon carefully reapplied her lipstick.
“Sigh. It’s not our first encounter. Why am I so nervous?”
After letting out a big sigh, Seo Yeon left her office.
After exchanging pleasant greetings with the employees she encountered, she crossed the lobby. Her heart was pounding as if she had drunk an iced Americano in the dead of winter.
No matter how long she’d been on a break from dating, she moved her steps quickly, feeling ridiculous for being so thrilled.
Then the black ribbon tied around her ankle tickled her heel.
As Seo Yeon pushed open the heavy glass door, there was a big man standing in front of a large SUV with the hazard lights on.
The man, who had been looking up at the sky turning purple, directed his gaze towards Seo Yeon.
In an instant, his eyes, which looked like black stars embedded in them, softened. Seo Yeon stopped in her tracks and stood looking at him.
She thought such words were only used for famous paintings or the aweinspiring scenery of nature. But she thought, ‘It can be used in this case too.’
“Ah, magnificent.”
Kwon Yool, walking slowly towards her, the sunset on his broad shoulders, the wind swaying his forelocks, no, everything about him was perfectly harmonious.
Seo Yeon, who had become a thorough observer, waited for him to approach.
As Kwon Yool approached within a breath’s distance, he gently took Seo Yeon’s hand as if it were originally entrusted to him. Then, Seo Yeon’s chin tilted infinitely towards him.
“Miss Seo Yeon.”
Kwon Yool gently lifted Seo Yeon’s hand.
Then he placed her palm on his heart.
Thud, thud, thud―.
The sound of someone desperately knocking, as if someone were trapped in his heart as hard as granite, echoed from his heart.
“You look so beautiful today. That’s why I’m so excited.”
Since the last time, again, and again. Why was this man constantly sweet?
Seo Yeon chuckled awkwardly. Then Kwon Yool said.
“Let’s go. We have a very tight schedule today.”
Kwon Yool, after removing Seo Yeon’s hand from his heart, put on his glove and opened the passenger door.
Suddenly, Seo Yeon’s eyes widened as if they were about to spill out.
“Why are there flowers?”
“The first date was abrupt, but I wanted the second one to be different.”
Kwon Yool temporarily placed the bouquet on the dashboard so Seo Yeon could sit. Once she sat down, he leaned over, his hand on the passenger seat headrest.
His shoulder, bigger than the passenger window, exuded a refreshing musk scent.
For a moment, Seo Yeon held her breath.
At this close distance, if he lowered his lips right now, they could kiss within 5 seconds.
His black eyes, filled with a smile, reassured Seo Yeon as he slightly tilted his head. Then, Kwon Yool’s sharp jawline was blatantly revealed in front of Seo Yeon.
Too… close.
Whether or not he knew about Seo Yeon’s heart about to break out in a cold sweat, Kwon Yool quickly pulled the seatbelt. His shoulder muscles hidden beneath the beige jacket bulged and fell back with a ‘click’.
Seo Yeon felt strange, as if bewitched by something.
“I wanted to fasten your seatbelt for you. And here.” His neck reddening, Kwon Yool gently placed the pink rose from the dashboard onto Seo Yeon’s lap.
A flower on a date.
Even though she had often received flower baskets for celebratory events or usually on her birthday, during her 2 years of hiatus from dating, she had not received flowers from a man.
Moreover, ‘a flower is just a flower’, she had no particular sentiment for it…
Suddenly, like someone who had gained enlightenment, Seo Yeon’s cheeks instantly turned red.
I… like this.
She found herself peculiarly charmed by his trivial actions, yet she was pleased by the delicate scent of the rose and lightly touched the petals with her fingers.
That’s when Kwon Yool, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, spoke.
“I pondered over it, but if you don’t like it, feel free to tell me anytime.” Rustling the bouquet, Seo Yeon nodded her head, then the car slowly started.
Seo Yeon turned her head completely and stared hard at the side of Kwon Yool, who was driving.
As she admired his bobbing Adam’s apple when he spoke, and his blunt nose coming down from his forehead, she blurted out her inner thoughts as if under a spell.
“It’s not easy to have attractive ears as well…”
“Huh?”
Startled, Seo Yeon quickly bit her lip.
“What did you just say?”
At Kwon Yool’s question, who briefly met her gaze and then looked straight ahead again, Seo Yeon reluctantly answered.
“Mr. Yool, your ears are so beautifully shaped. Ahem. So, you must listen well to others… something like that.”
After blurting out a few more nonsensical excuses, Seo Yeon quickly shifted her gaze to the greying scenery outside the window.
Kwon Yool, seeing that Seo Yeon liked what he had said, watched her fingertips as she gently touched the pink roses, and then he smiled warmly.
The awkward silence was fleeting, and before they knew it, they had arrived at a fine dining restaurant in Hannamdong.
The two sat by a window from where the orangelit Han River, lit by street lamps, was visible.
After adeptly ordering from the menu, Kwon Yool propped his chin on one arm and softly looked at Seo Yeon.
What on earth was that look?
Seo Yeon thought it would be better if it was a fiery look as if he was going to devour her.
How shall I put it?
It was a very soft look, a look filled with affection that was both embarrassing to avoid and to meet.
Just when she thought it would be a problem if this happened before eating, his hand, warm like a cozy blanket, covered the back of Seo Yeon’s hand.
“Just until the meal arrives.”
As if she was a novice in love, Seo Yeon, who had coughed awkwardly, nodded.
“You’re not catching a cold, are you?”
“Cough. No. My throat is just a little scratchy. Cough.”
Seo Yeon hurriedly drank a sip of water with her free hand.
“That’s a relief. But I’m feeling a bit feverish.”
A cold?
As Seo Yeon’s eyes examined Kwon Yool’s complexion, he spoke.
“Is your face red?”
“Hmm. It seems so, and it seems not. I’m not sure.”
“Then, are you hot?”
Seo Yeon, tilting her head, naturally reached out and touched Kwon Yool’s forehead. Then his black pupils retreated behind his eyelids.
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After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
