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How would Cheon Sa-hyun react to the news of the two of them getting married? Do Ye-jun watched Cheon Sa-hyun closely, his nerves on edge.

“Please invite the two of us as well when you hold the ceremony later.”

It was surprising enough that he would make such an unheard-of remark, but what was most shocking was that Cheon Sa-hyun was not wearing his mask right now.

It was such a minute difference that others wouldn’t even notice, but Do Ye-jun knew exactly what face Cheon Sa-hyun made when he was faking his expressions.

And the current Cheon Sa-hyun was showing 100% pure sincerity, without any fabrication at all.

In other words, he truly, sincerely meant those words about wanting to be invited to their wedding…

“We would be grateful if you came. We’ll make sure to visit you personally once the invitations are ready.”

Baek Gang-hyeok also politely accepted his offer. Han Si-yeon clapped her hands softly in delight.

It felt as if he was the only one unable to adapt to this atmosphere. At the same time, the fact that he had caused things to turn out this way hit him hard.

The fact that he had completely twisted the original plot.

Could… this be the problem?

The fact that the story had gone off track?

“Hyung.”

“…….”

“Hyung?”

“…….”

“Ye-jun hyung.”

“Huh? Oh, yeah, what is it?”

Do Ye-jun, who had been lost in shock, snapped back to his senses at Cheon Sa-hyun’s call. Feeling a strange sense of emptiness, he looked around to find that Baek Gang-hyeok and Han Si-yeon had already disappeared.

“Let’s go eat.”

“Oh, right, we should…”

Do Ye-jun stood up awkwardly from his seat.

“Are you satisfied now?”

“Huh? About what?”

“You asked me before if it was true that I didn’t like Han Si-yeon.”

He had only asked that to get out of the situation at the time. Of course, he had wanted to make sure, but…

He had no idea that Cheon Sa-hyun had kept that in mind. No, the very fact that Cheon Sa-hyun cared about someone’s words was surprising.

“Or should I receive the bouquet at their wedding?”

“What?”

What kind of innovative madness was this? Do Ye-jun looked at Cheon Sa-hyun in horror. Then, Cheon [stolen content]BL Novels">Read on Read BL NovelsSa-hyun spoke in a voice full of sincerity.

“I can actually do it if you want, Hyung.”

“No, I don’t want to. I don’t want it even one bit. Don’t even think about doing it. Don’t even dream about it.”

“Then you should never say things like that again, either.”

Cheon Sa-hyun’s eyes turned cold. It seemed those words from back then had truly offended him. Do Ye-jun swallowed hard.

“…….”

“Honestly, saying things like that while kissing is such a mood killer.”

Cheon Sa-hyun returned to his usual manner of speaking, as if he had never been serious.

“We’re here. Pork belly is fine, right? You like it.”

After skillfully finishing the parking, Cheon Sa-hyun walked around the car and opened the passenger door. For Do Ye-jun, who still hadn’t fully recovered his senses, he kindly tapped on the window.

“Aren’t you getting out?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah, I’m getting out.”

As Do Ye-jun stepped out, Cheon Sa-hyun closed the passenger door with a sharp thud. The place they arrived at was a pork belly restaurant they had visited often.

Being swept here and there by Cheon Sa-hyun’s lead, Do Ye-jun soon found himself wearing a red apron and sitting in front of a table where pork belly was grilling to a golden brown.

Watching Cheon Sa-hyun diligently grill the meat with tongs, Do Ye-jun experienced cognitive dissonance.

In the novel, he was always described as elegantly cutting steaks and eating pasta, so the mere fact that Cheon Sa-hyun belonged in such a noisy space filled with the smell of charcoal smoke and soju felt alien.

At first, he had led him to the pork belly restaurant either to prank Cheon Sa-hyun, who detested crowds, or with the thought of putting some grease in the stomach of a poor graduate student.

Back then, Cheon Sa-hyun had clearly been uncomfortable with everything. Do Ye-jun recalled the day he first visited this place with Cheon Sa-hyun.

“…What is the reason you insisted on meeting in a place like this?”

Cheon Sa-hyun’s voice, laced with sarcasm, had pricked Do Ye-jun. However, it wasn’t a huge blow to Do Ye-jun, whose eyes were fixed on the meat right in front of him.

Although he had intentionally chosen such a place to annoy Cheon visit our siteunauthorized copyour site -->visit our site -->Sa-hyun, once he actually arrived, he couldn’t resist the smell of meat he hadn’t smelled in a long time.

“Because they only take parties of two or more.”

At Do Ye-jun’s words, Cheon Sa-hyun looked at him as if he were seeing some bizarre creature. Watching the furrow in his brow, Do Ye-jun picked up the tongs.

With a sizzle, the raw meat was placed one by one on the heated grill.

“I used to work at a meat restaurant before. So I’m amazing at grilling meat.”

After that, Do Ye-jun chattered away, explaining his own philosophy on grilling meat. Cheon Sa-hyun didn’t even nod once.

After placing a piece of golden-brown meat on Cheon Sa-hyun’s plate, Do Ye-jun popped a piece exactly twice as large into his own mouth, along with a handful of scallion salad.

Watching him chew with his cheeks puffed out to the limit, Cheon Sa-hyun frowned slightly.

“Do you really think I came out because I actually wanted to have a meal with you?”

Do Ye-jun shrugged. Then, after slowly chewing and swallowing the meat, he spoke.

“I didn’t exactly come out because I wanted to eat with you, Mr. Cheon Sa-hyun. It’s just unauthorized copystyle="position:absolute;left:-9999px;font-size:0;">[visit our site]that this place only takes orders for two or more. If you come alone, you get cut off at the entrance.”

At that time, Do Ye-jun was preoccupied with the meat. Even after seeing Cheon Sa-hyun’s thin smile, he only thought about wanting to eat fried rice. Perhaps he had lost his mind due to his grueling graduate school life. Moreover, there was still plenty of time before any major events occurred in the story, and since Han Si-yeon, a key character, wasn’t present, his guard had dropped.

With the stone-faced Cheon Sa-hyun sitting across from him, Do Ye-jun continued his meal heartily on his own. Cheon Sa-hyun clicked his tongue.

“Is it really that delicious?”

His tone was clearly displeased, but Do Ye-jun nodded nonchalantly.

“Yes, why aren’t you eating? I can’t finish all of this. I have to eat fried rice later.”

From that point on, Cheon Sa-hyun’s attitude changed slightly. Letting out a small scoff, he picked up his chopsticks. When he first heard from Han Si-yeon that Do Ye-jun was her closest friend, Cheon Sa-hyun’s first thought was that he needed to check him out. That was why he had invited Do Ye-jun to the meal.

The Do Ye-jun he met was an eyesore who interfered constantly, and unable to endure it any longer, Cheon Sa-hyun had followed him as he left to give him a warning. In truth, by Cheon Sa-hyun’s standards, the words weren’t even close to a warning, but Do Ye-jun had been intimidated and tucked his tail between his legs.

After that, wondering if he could be used for something, Cheon Sa-hyun had obtained Do Ye-jun’s contact information. Well, he also needed to verify if the reason Do Ye-jun stayed by Han Si-yeon’s side was truly simple friendship or if there were other ulterior motives.

The current meal was also a part of that. Though he hadn’t expected things to flow in this direction.

Do Ye-jun seemed unaware of [Read on Read BL Novels]why stolen contentCheon Sa-hyun visit our sitehad called him. Otherwise, there was no way he could eat so nonchalantly.

Picking up a piece of meat Do Ye-jun had placed for him, Cheon Sa-hyun slowly savored the taste. Being human, it wasn’t that he had never eaten pork belly.

It was just that he had never been in an environment like this.

“How did you meet Han Si-yeon?”

“Si-yeon? We didn’t exactly ‘meet’… we were classmates in high school.”

Do Ye-jun answered, recalling the details he had seen in the novel. Since it was a detail that had been mentioned in passing, he wasn’t entirely sure.

“Not everyone in the same class is close.”

“Well, I guess so?”

Despite Cheon Sa-hyun’s displeased tone, Do Ye-jun countered nonchalantly.

‘What is this guy?’

Cheon Sa-hyun licked his lips.

“Han Si-yeon mentioned you a lot.”

In reality, Han Si-yeon had only mentioned Do Ye-jun twice. Even then, it was only because she had fallen for a probing question from Cheon Sa-hyun and confessed that her closest friend was Do Ye-jun.

The other time was when she mentioned him while coordinating schedules because Cheon Sa-hyun wanted to meet him.

Cheon Sa-hyun observed Do Ye-jun’s reaction. Would he be flustered, or would he consider it trivial?

“About me? To Mr. Cheon Sa-hyun?”

The first reaction was surprise. The expression that followed clearly contained fluster.

‘Why?’

Cheon Sa-hyun’s gaze sharpened. Do Ye-jun, who had swallowed the bait without a shred of suspicion, spoke with a look of dismay.

“Ah, don’t tell me she told you about how I lost my wallet on the bus a while ago? I was really wronged in that situation!”

“Pardon? What are you talking… Never mind.”

Cheon Sa-hyun frowned. An absurd answer, completely different from what he had expected, had come back.

“It wasn’t that story? Then what did she say? Gasp, then did you hear about how I got scammed on a second-hand deal? No, that bastard started it first…!”

“…You got scammed?”

“I’m telling you, I checked the verification thoroughly! I had no idea it was all stolen identities! How can someone scam with such dedication? No, is it because they’re dedicated that they’re a scammer?”

“What… were you trying to buy?”

Cheon Sa-hyun’s brow furrowed. He had a look on his face as if he didn’t understand why he was even asking such a question.

Flipping the meat with the tongs, Do Ye-jun answered with a sigh.

“A toaster.”