After finishing their meal, Youngja and Jaemin disappeared somewhere in the house.
Chaewon stood in front of the coffee machine in the kitchen, contemplating a cup of coffee. The higher areas, untouched by hands, were impeccably clean, while the lower, more frequently used areas were surprisingly dirty.
“All this couldn’t have been done by my sister.”
Chaewon gently touched the small name tags on identical seasoning containers, feeling how meticulously and delicately her sister must have managed the household. However, since her sister left, the house had become disorganized, evidenced by days-old delivery food trash.
Passing by the mess, Chaewon brewed a cup of coffee and headed to the living room sofa.
“Did sister come?”
Jenny, holding a bulldog, approached Chaewon.
“Wow, that’s really pretty! Sister, I’m going on a hotel vacation with Hotaek soon. Can I borrow this dress?”
Chaewon, smiling, took a sip of her coffee before responding.
“No, you can’t.”
“Why so stingy?”
Chaewon, not understanding why this was considered stingy, just continued drinking her coffee.
After savoring another sip, she raised her eyes to meet the bulldog’s, who was drooling while staring at her.
“Was there always a dog in the house?”
“No, this is Ttotto, Hotaek’s pet bulldog! Isn’t he cute?”
Chaewon chuckled, looking at Ttotto panting with his tongue out.
“Right, sister! Since you’re here, could you cook some kimchi stew with pork? You know, the way you make it. Just get it ready for me!”
“Do it yourself.”
Jenny, turning away, was taken aback.
“What?”
It seems like everyone in this house is hard of hearing. Why does she have to repeat herself?
Chaewon, inhaling the coffee aroma, spoke clearly.
“If you want it, you cook it yourself.”
“…Me? How?”
“How about me?”
As Chaewon turned her head with a lofty look, Jenny blinked in confusion.
“What’s wrong with you, really. It’s just kimchi stew!”
Chaewon, setting down her cup, stood expressionless in front of Jenny.
“Look.”
As she stepped uncomfortably close, Jenny stepped back in confusion.
“Why are you like this, sister?”
“Because I speak politely, do you think your sister-in-law is easy to command?”
Chaewon’s cold demeanor and close proximity made Jenny step back again, widening her eyes.
“But why…”
“A person of respect should be addressed respectfully, at least if you have that much sense.”
“But, I mean…”
As the dog also retreated under Chaewon’s stern gaze, she continued.
“If you have respect, you should show it.”
“Um, that’s…”
Bewildered by Chaewon’s sudden shift in demeanor, Jenny swallowed dryly.
With a sudden smile, as if nothing had happened, Chaewon gently placed her hand on Jenny’s shoulder.
“Let’s both be respectful. Okay?”
“…Yes.”
“See? It sounds better when we’re both polite, doesn’t it?”
Jenny, still shaken, reluctantly nodded.
Leaving Mrs. Kim’s room, Yugeon looked at the hotel voucher in his hand. It wasn’t just a ticket to casually say, ‘We had fun.’ It was clear he would have to actually spend a night at the hotel with Chaewon to complete the task.
“This is driving me crazy.”
After finishing their meal, Youngja and Jaemin disappeared somewhere in the house. Chaewon stood in front of the coffee machine in the kitchen, thinking about having a cup of coffee. The kitchen, which was impeccably clean in the less frequently touched areas, contrasted sharply with the lower areas that were surprisingly dirty due to frequent use.
“All this couldn’t have been done by my sister.”
Chaewon gently caressed the small name tags attached to identical seasoning containers, feeling the meticulousness and delicacy with which her sister must have managed the household. However, the house had become disorganized since her sister’s departure, with days-old delivery food trash lying around.
Leaving the mess behind, Chaewon brewed a cup of coffee and headed to the living room sofa.
“Did sister come?”
Jenny, holding a bulldog, approached Chaewon.
“Wow, this is really pretty! Sister, I’m planning a hotel vacation with Hotaek soon. Can I borrow this dress?”
Smiling, Chaewon took a sip of her coffee and then responded.
“No, you can’t.”
“Why so stingy?”
Unable to understand why this was considered stingy, Chaewon simply continued drinking her coffee.
After enjoying another sip, she looked up to find herself making eye contact with the drooling bulldog.
“Was there always a dog in the house?”
“No, this is Ttotto, Hotaek’s pet bulldog! Isn’t he cute?”
Chaewon chuckled as she looked at Ttotto panting with his tongue out.
“Right, sister! Since you’re here, could you cook some kimchi stew with pork? You know, the way you make it. Just get it ready for me!”
“You do it.”
Jenny, turning away, was taken aback.
“What?”
It seems like everyone in this house is hard of hearing. Why does she have to repeat herself?
Chaewon, inhaling the coffee aroma, spoke clearly.
“If you want it, you cook it yourself.”
“…Me? How?”
“How about me?”
As Chaewon turned her head with a lofty look, Jenny blinked in confusion.
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
