Waiting for Dajeong to adapt to the nickname seemed appropriate, but Jaeho thought his patience had reached its limit. He couldn’t endure anything related to Yoon Dajeong any longer.
As soon as possible… as soon as possible.
I want to have you completely.
Jaeho, hiding his anxious feelings, left the ring and turned away. There was a mountain of things to resolve. After organizing things reasonably, he had plans to propose.
When he arrived at the office with a tired face, the office was already in chaos.
“Nunim, what’s all this?”
“What about you?”
I Sera looked at Jaeho without hiding her anger. Her face, raised to the end with anger, was a sight to behold.
Jaeho, with indifferent eyes, scanned the entire office and instructed Director Jung to organize it.
“Why are you doing this? You’re leaving now? Did you give up pretending to be nice?”
“Who are you to occupy my seat just because you’re dissatisfied with the insider movement? Are you crazy?”
To engage in such a one-sided protest because she was dissatisfied with the insider movement was ridiculous. It was so absurd that it was hard to even curse.
Although he knew that I Sera’s kindness so far had been a decorated appearance, he didn’t expect her original self to be so low.
“Worse than I thought.”
“It’s my strategy room. It’s all mine. Don’t try to take it from someone like you. So, don’t even dream. We’ll take it back soon. I came to warn you!”
Jaeho picked up his fallen nameplate and put it back on the desk, looking at I Sera.
“You’re just there for a moment. Lee Jaeho. Eventually, it will come back to us! So, don’t be too arrogant. Understand?”
Arrogant.
Jaeho was reviewing places suspected of illicit funds and rebates these days. He felt like he had a slight idea of why I Sera was so afraid.
Pfft.
When he let out a cold laugh, I Sera’s expression crumpled instantly.
Unlike Jaeho, who had practiced his expression for a long time, I Sera’s subtle fluctuations were all exposed on her face. Although she was making a loud noise, she was actually anxious. Perhaps she was looking for material while using the excuse of the chaos. As she hastily searched through the papers scattered on the floor, Jaeho calmly spoke while tidying up the desk.
“There’s not much to be anxious about.”
He casually picked up the protruding drawer and put it back in place, gathering the scattered pens on the desk.
“I’m just doing my job. By the way.”
Director Jung came in, picking up papers from the entrance.
“Do you have confidence that you’ll come back to the strategy room? How?”
“I’m sure I’ll come back to my seat. What’s the problem?”
“It’s a problem.”
Jaeho sent a calm gaze at I Sera.
“As long as the leader of Taemyung doesn’t change, I won’t step down from this position.”
“!”
“Will the stage name Su Jang be changed?”
The expression of not knowing what to do was quite interesting. It seemed like there was nothing more to be heard. Jaeho frowned and covered the door with his forehead.
“Leave. If you come in like this again, I’ll pull you out.”
“Hey!”
She seemed determined to pick a fight somehow to buy more time, but Jaeho had no intention of indulging her. When she pretended to physically touch him, Director Jung approached, guiding her out. Despite her several refusals, when she heard about calling security, Lee Sera eventually backed off.
After the agitated Lee Sera left, Director Jung and Jaeho silently organized the office.
Seeing Lee Sera frightened to that extent, it seemed like there was something. Whether it was ordered by Lee Jinhyuk or if she came alone, there was certainly something going on. Jaeho looked at her with suspicion.
Why could that be?
The shareholders in the Lee Heontae line were deeply trusted and solid. There wouldn’t be many who would readily agree to bring down the father who says he will take the seat. What kind of confidence was it?
Director Jung, who had finished arranging the documents, made a joke while organizing the bookshelf.
“Oh, Executive Director. Your charisma is remarkable. It suits you even better than an actor, don’t you think?”
Jaeho chuckled.
“Even if I had managed the company directly as the chairman wanted, I think I would have done well.”
“I agree.”
Inserting the last book into the shelf, Jaeho casually remarked. Director Jung, who had been silently observing Jaeho, gathered the courage to speak.
“This is just a curiosity I wanted to ask. Why did you suddenly become an actor right after studying abroad? Frankly, it seemed a bit out of the blue.”
Closing the last drawer and straightening his back, Jaeho glanced out the window for a moment.
“…Because of a promise.”
**
Yoon Woojung’s funeral hall had more reporters than guests. Under the name “Joint Funeral,” all kinds of disrespectful actions were simply tolerated. Reporters walked in with muddy shoes, snapping pictures of the victim. Crying family members were also ruthlessly captured by the cameras.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
