Have you ever heard about it? The insane welfare of K Electronics Service, a class apart.
A company exists in this land that even provides car service for employees to quickly break up with their cheating boyfriends.
And that too, the director personally.
“Director, if you don’t mind, I have a question.”
Even though she knew it was impolite, So-eun bravely spoke up.
“Why are you so interested in my personal matters?”
Once, twice. After staring at So-eun expressionlessly and blinking twice, Tae-joon asked.
“Have you ever watched a morning drama?”
“No.”
“Try watching one. You’ll see people just like Manager Han there.”
“…….”
“Once you watch, you’ll understand my position.”
“…….”
“Go on, then.”
It felt like bells were ringing in her head. It was throbbing. So-eun regretted asking such a question that provoked him. She resolved never to engage in personal conversations with Kim Tae-joon again.
“Eat well and work moderately. You’ll need more energy to fight.”
As So-eun bowed and left, Tae-joon encouraged her as if he was determined to tease her till the end.
After Han So-eun left and the door closed, Tae-joon let out a long sigh.
Seeing her face directly had reassured him, but her forced cheerfulness didn’t sit well with him.
Why so much interest in her matters?
Because I dislike you.
Because I dislike that guy you like.
The relationship began with hatred.
A deep-rooted hatred from long ago.
Despite regarding her as annoying, frustrating, and exasperating, Tae-joon was still pulling on this ill-fated connection.
The sunlight poured hotly through the large window. Once, twice. He closed and opened his eyes, and it seemed like he could paint a picture of Han So-eun, who had just stood there. The pale dust floated brilliantly in the space taken over by the sunlight. It seemed like gold dust dancing.
Mi-geum. Dust like gold particles.
He knew it was nothing, but knowing didn’t make it any less beautiful.
[Star icon]After work, So-eun headed to the parking lot where Tae-joon’s car was parked.
Today again, Tae-joon had not brought a driver.
“Director, thank you for today as well.”
“Get in.”
As So-eun got into Tae-joon’s car, she thought she was receiving treatment beyond her worth, then immediately shook her head. She decided to let go of the yardstick of judging and assessing herself.
This man is just watching my behavior as if he’s watching a morning drama unfold right before his eyes.
Director. But you’ll never get the hidden track of this drama. The fact that I gave my liver to that man’s mother is a secret.
Even if that secret isn’t revealed, it’s still an interesting morning drama, right?
Am I the tragic heroine?
It might seem like I’m suffering a lot, but thinking of myself as the protagonist is fun and energizing. After all, the protagonist gets happy in the end.
No matter how tough it gets, I’ll overcome it all.
“But still, after this morning drama ends, I should never get a ride again.”
Han So-eun, the protagonist who knows her limits, sneaked a quick glance at the fervent viewer Kim Tae-joon, who was focused on driving, and secretly smiled.
Having a companion made the journey less stressful than if she had come alone. So-eun thought about how often she had ridden in Tae-joon’s car for today’s sake. Tae-joon was the only one who knew about her naive past. It was embarrassing, but once she overcame that shame, a comfortable world awaited her. His handsome appearance was healing too.
As she calmly organized what she needed to say to Hee-wook, they arrived at the hotel where they had agreed to meet.
It was their first meeting at a hotel since last Christmas Eve.
I thought I would have my first experience that day.
That day, even though the expected first experience didn’t happen, her trust in her boyfriend grew stronger. Unaware of Hee-wook’s inner thoughts, she fell deeper in love with him, swayed by his promise to cherish her.
“Where did you agree to meet?”
While reminiscing about the past, Tae-joon asked. His voice sounded quite uncomfortable.
“At the hotel lounge.”
“Just a word of caution, if he changes his mind and asks you to go up to the room, just leave.”
“Okay.”
So-eun replied flatly with narrowed eyes, feeling that Tae-joon’s caution was a bit excessive. Yet, Tae-joon, not quite satisfied, made a bizarre suggestion.
“Should I come with you?”
“No!”
To watch someone’s breakup from the VIP seats? That’s not happening.
Worried that he might secretly follow, So-eun unknowingly glared.
“Then I’ll see you tomorrow!”
It’s time for us to part. So-eun cheerfully said goodbye and got out of the car.
Han So-eun, who knew only how to fix machines.
Finally, it’s time to fix myself.
Entering the lounge, she saw Yang Hee-wook.
Hee-wook, who always made excuses for being busy and habitually arrived 10-20 minutes late for their meetings, was surprisingly early today. The bouquet on the table seemed odd. Was he trying to appease her with flowers again? She wouldn’t accept them, though.
“You’re early?”
So-eun approached Hee-wook with a bright smile. Hee-wook, who had been engrossed in his phone, looked up at her.
“Oh. So-eun.”
It was astonishing.
Having settled her feelings beforehand, Hee-wook’s face, which once looked so handsome, somehow seemed lacking.
Was it all just infatuation?
Or, have I become accustomed to Director Kim Tae-joon’s face, raising my standards unknowingly?
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
