Worried Dajeong might annoy Tae Sang or tarnish the team’s reputation. She didn’t say anything, but her watchful gaze felt like surveillance.
The image of a cunning fox seeking to climb the social ladder seemed unavoidable.
While she stoically endured these thoughts, she noticed the manager’s attitude softening over time.
“Why didn’t you say anything? That you weren’t loitering around as people say. Today, it seemed like it was the vice president who was loitering.”
“The vice president?”
She nodded, continuing.
“I’ve flown with the vice president before. He’s never brought gifts for the crew or anything.”
“…….”
“And in the galley, whenever someone came out, the way he looked… Every time I came out, he seemed so visibly disappointed that I started to dread going out there.”
“Ah….”
Who would have thought that?
Imagining Tae Sang, flashing his cold gaze every time there was a sound, she couldn’t help but feel a bit amused.
Dajeong quickly found herself immersed in a sweet feeling.
“I was wrong to believe the rumors and misunderstand. Working with you today, I could tell you’re a good person.”
“Manager…”
“I appreciate you following along today, even though I was unfairly harsh. It’s a form of leadership, after all.”
With a brief smile, she gracefully stood up and left. A cool breeze lightly blew, but somehow Dajeong’s heart felt warmer.
Her gaze softened as she looked out the window. It felt like new skin was growing over the wounds in her heart caused by baseless words.
About to play music to further lift her spirits, Dajeong plugged in her earphones. Outside the window, familiar buildings quickly passed by.
Shortly after, the bus reached the city center and stopped in front of a large hotel. Dajeong disembarked, collecting her luggage and ascending the steps where a doorman greeted her with a friendly smile.
Her colleagues, lined up at the check-in desk, were discussing the day’s plans.
“How long does it take to get to the shopping mall up front?”
“Senior, there’s a shuttle bus at 1:00. It takes about 10 minutes!”
“Really? I need to rest for a while.”
“Anyone want to go now? I’m taking a taxi.”
Hee Ryeong waved her hand, looking for companions, but none of the team members who had just finished a night flight were interested in going to the mall.
Dajeong averted her gaze, heading towards the check-in counter, but suddenly, Hee Ryeong grabbed her shoulder.
“Dajeong, there’s a restaurant at the mall we often go to. Want to join?”
“Me? No, I’m not really hungry.”
In truth, she planned to call Tae Sang as soon as she got to her room. Her mind was so preoccupied with him that food was the last thing on her mind, but she couldn’t reveal that.
As she tried to politely excuse herself, Na Young abruptly joined the conversation. As usual, she effortlessly oscillated between being rude and cute.
“Aww, Senior Dajeong can’t. She has a date today.”
“What do you mean Dajeong has a date?”
“Oh, didn’t you go somewhere during the flight? Today, Senior Dajeong’s boyfriend was on board.”
Na Young continued with a playful expression and crossed arms.
“Senior, you should have told us. That he’s your boyfriend and you can’t show him. Then I wouldn’t have pestered you.”
“…….”
How did the conversation turn this way? Dajeong was speechless at the absurd and rude speculation.
“And… if you know any nice guys, introduce me too. I’m sick of working in economy.”
Na Young’s voice was loud and clear enough for everyone around to hear.
Dajeong stood frozen, her eyes blinking in shock. The thought of what people might start whispering made her dizzy.
“Na Young!”
As her face grew pale, a stern voice rang in her ears. Looking up, she saw Hee Ryeong with an angry expression.
“What do you mean by that?”
“Uh? Oh, I, I just….”
Na Young mumbled incoherently and hid behind Dajeong’s shoulder, seemingly having forgotten that she had just insulted her.
Hee Ryeong pressed her with a probing question.
“Just what?”
“Just… I didn’t mean anything specific by it…”
“How can you say such things without thinking? Do you think that’s acceptable?”
Na Young let go of Dajeong’s arm and slowly lowered her head. Despite appearing deflated, there was a stubbornness evident in her tightly closed lips.
She muttered something under her breath, looking down.
“Everyone… was saying it.”
“What did you say?”
“Everyone was saying that. Not just me.”
Her suppressed emotions slowly edged out in her words. Hee Ryeong, frustrated, continued.
“Na Young, there are things that should and shouldn’t be said.”
“Why do you always pick on me, Senior?”
“What… are you talking about?”
“Even during the flight, you’re always strict with me.”
Suddenly, Na Young looked up at Hee Ryeong, her eyes distorted with emotion and slightly moist.
“I can’t believe it. You still don’t realize what you did wrong and think others are the problem?”
“Senior…”
Dajeong, who had been quietly observing until then, hesitantly spoke up. She had wanted to join the conversation earlier but didn’t feel it was her place to interrupt her senior.
“It’s okay, please let it go.”
“There’s a limit to what’s okay. How can we just overlook someone who doesn’t even maintain basic courtesy?”
“I understand, but…”
Hee Ryeong’s words were undeniably correct. However, Dajeong wished, beyond who was right or wrong, that this commotion would not escalate further.
Her pleading gaze quietly turned to Na Young.
“Na Young, please apologize to your senior.”
“Why should I?”
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
