Perhaps because she was too flustered, she suddenly looked for her mother. Da Jeong, who yelled in a startled voice, stared wideeyed at the watch.
The time was half past twelve. She desperately hoped that she had misread it after waking up, but the cruel hand of the clock did not know how to move.
“It is half past twelve.”
“……”
Then, the soft voice that came from beside her woke her up to reality. Da Jeong, with an expression like she was about to cry, slowly started to add and subtract.
The approximate time it takes from the airport to home is one hour. If she left Gimpo around half past ten, it should be half past eleven now. But the fact that the hand of the clock was pointing at half past twelve meant……
Realizing that she had been leaning on someone else’s shoulder for an hour without permission, Da Jeong couldn’t dare to raise her face. She felt her cheeks getting hot, and even the back of her throat was burning.
“You should have woken me up. I’m really sorry.”
“There’s no need to apologize for sleeping.”
“It seems like I leaned on your shoulder and slept……”
While continuing her words, she naturally turned her gaze, and a puzzling sight unfolded before her.
A subtle but clearly remaining wrinkle, powder marks on the black fabric. Her eyes widened as if they were about to pour out at the sight of the traces settled on the man’s suit.
“I’m, I’m sorry!”
Da Jeong flapped her hands busily trying to somehow brush off the marks. The thumping sound echoed lightly inside the car, and then, she remembered the rumor that he disliked physical contact with women.
He had transferred a secretary because she slightly touched his shoulder. He had said he wouldn’t let women come near. Was the amount she touched ‘slightly’, or was it more than that?
Da Jeong, whose thoughts had become clouded, tightly clenched her fists in the air. Both her round fists and wideopen eyes were all directed at Tae Sang.
“That, that’s…… I mean……”
She couldn’t say anything properly and just kept licking her lips, when Tae Sang lightly pulled the hem of his jacket.
The way he pulled it tightly and neatly. That light motion felt more like concluding a short commotion rather than fixing the outfit.
“It’s okay.”
“……Yes?”
“I said it’s okay.”
Tae Sang, who said so, looked utterly indifferent.
He hated even a fingertip of a woman touching him, but she was different. If it was Han Da Jeong, looking at her, touching her, everything was okay. No, it felt good to have a dull ache inside his chest.
Tae Sang suppressed his churning heart like a wave and opened his mouth calmly.
“So, there’s no need for you to continue doing that.”
“What…… am I doing?”
As soon as the question fell, he lightly dropped his gaze. At the end of his gaze, which stared as if to poke, were Da Jeong’s tiny fists clenched as if she had squinted her eyes.
“Ah.”
While awkwardly interlocking and pulling down her hands, Tae Sang casually threw his words.
“Don’t bother making that face.”
“And… what does my expression look like?”
“……”
A slight wrinkle formed on his fine forehead, as if he was searching for the right words. After a moment, Tae Sang opened his mouth slowly, as if he’d come to a conclusion.
“Like a puppy that’s been in an accident.”
“Ah.”
Da Jeong quickly put her hand to her forehead. Because her eyes were so round, even a slight furrowing of her brows created a rather pitiful look. She seemed to be wearing such an expression even now.
She was gently massaging her forehead, relaxing her eye muscles, when a strange thought occurred to her.
‘He doesn’t seem to dislike it…’
It wasn’t skin to skin contact, but it was still quite direct. On top of that, she had been leaning on his shoulder while she slept.
If he was indeed the person rumored to shy away from contact with women, she would’ve been thrown out of the car long ago.
So it was just a false rumor after all. Upon reaching that conclusion, her heart felt lighter. With a lighter heart, Da Jeong opened her mouth.
“I apologize for using your shoulder freely. I’m really thankful that you gave me a ride.”
“Rest well.”
“Yes. Take care on your way back, Vice President.”
Da Jeong bowed her head slightly and opened the car door. As she extended one leg out onto the road, the hot air quickly enveloped her skin.
After she got out of the car, she stood straight and adjusted her skirt when suddenly, she heard the sound of the trunk. Da Jeong, who was about to remove her luggage herself, quickly headed to the back of the car.
There, Tae Sang was nonchalantly unloading the trolley.
How many times had she said thank you by now?
It felt too awkward to say it again. As she lightly rubbed the edge of her neck, looking for the right words, he pulled out the trolley handle and turned it towards her.
“The schedule will revert back to its original state.”
“Really? But… is that possible?”
If a person of high position interferes with fieldwork, it often leads to problems. Da Jeong looked up at him with a worried expression.
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
