“…So, did you enjoy your date?”
Sehee was caught off guard by Kyle’s provocative question, feeling as though she had been suddenly thrown from warm spring sunshine into the chill of a late frost.
Was it a misunderstanding?
Was it just her imagination that he sounded almost jealous, even using formal language in his speech?
Sehee couldn’t respond immediately.
Although she couldn’t be sure of his intentions, his unexpected question had sparked a sudden hope within her.
She gazed deeply into Kyle’s eyes, which were fixed on her, seemingly eager for an answer.
She wanted to understand more about this man’s feelings.
“…Date… you say?”
Sehee replied with a naturally puzzled expression.
Kyle regretted his reaction upon hearing Sehee’s response.
He was just a bit curious about the man she was with earlier.
No, he admitted he was very curious.
But there was no need to confirm it so directly.
The question had slipped out unintentionally.
Oddly, when with this woman, his rationality seemed to be paralyzed.
Kyle’s brow furrowed in frustration.
“If not, then I apologize.”
He didn’t like the words that had just slipped out either.
But he couldn’t just ask who that man was.
“Oh, that man?”
Sehee playfully responded, realizing Kyle’s haughty tone had returned.
That word, ‘that man’.
Sehee immediately caught the slight twitch in Kyle’s eyebrow.
“That man?”
Kyle echoed her words, reacting as expected.
“You saw me going to the restaurant with him? I didn’t see you, Mr. Grayham. You should have said hi. I’m disappointed.”
Sehee was a bit amused.
Kyle’s expression subtly changed in a way only noticeable upon close observation, but Sehee saw it clearly.
The man as solid as an Arctic glacier was reacting moment by moment to her words, a strange experience that made Sehee feel light and airy.
“More like, just one of those things?”
Sehee surveyed Kyle’s expression, employing a tactic to amplify his curiosity.
It’s time to get hooked.
Sehee struggled to contain her triumphant smile.
“No wordplay, please.”
But Kyle’s retort snapped Sehee’s fishing line, or rather, broke her fishing rod.
His cool gaze and low tone blew away Sehee’s concealed winner’s smile.
Kyle’s expression turned icy.
She was about to get entangled again.
An unpredictable woman.
Unpredictable and thus all the more intriguing to him.
“Ah, alright. Not a date. I helped him with something, so he treated me to dinner.”
Sehee surrendered, revealing the truth.
He was indeed not an easy man.
But it had been fun for a while.
That’s what a tantalizing feeling must be like.
Sehee looked at Kyle intently, not realizing her lips were curving upwards.
“What’s with that expression?”
He asked, slightly uncomfortable.
“No? Nothing.”
Sehee quickly turned her head, directing her gaze back to the painting.
“This might sound presumptuous, but are you upset that you couldn’t have dinner with me? I’m just asking out of curiosity.”
Sehee cheekily glanced at Kyle’s expression.
“Is this your way of suggesting a date?”
Kyle asked with a dismissive look.
“No, not at all. Don’t worry. Ah… should we maintain a safe distance even here?”
Sehee swiftly moved a few steps away from Kyle, startled by his unexpected counter-attack.
“It seems like you have a misunderstanding about what a date is… It’s something you do with someone whose company you enjoy, someone you’re comfortable with. Imagine how cold and awkward it would be with someone like a frozen human…”
These words tumbled out of Sehee in her attempt to hide her fluster.
She covered her mouth too late; the words had already escaped into the world, irretrievable.
Had she crossed a line? Maybe a little, or perhaps a lot?
“Frozen… human?”
As Sehee anticipated, Kyle’s expression crumpled in annoyance.
“Making such an assessment without ever having been on a date with me?”
His look of displeasure was palpable as his sharp gaze bore into Sehee.
“No… I mean. It’s obvious, isn’t it? Mr. Grayham…”
Sehee fell silent, thinking that if she finished her thought – ‘You seem like a workaholic’ – she might very well find his menacing gaze cutting her off.
“…So it seems.”
“I believe I mentioned not liking wordplay.”
Kyle’s expression, already displeased, began to take on a more threatening air.
His voice dropped even lower.
“Staring at me like you’re about to devour me, I can’t say anything more if you’re going to metaphorically hold a knife to my throat.”
Sehee realized the more she spoke, the bigger the situation seemed to grow.
“Should clear up the misunderstanding.”
“Huh?”
“A date with me. I’ll give you the experience right now.”
“A date? With me? Now?”
Sehee’s eyes widened in surprise at Kyle’s unexpected offer.
“What? Don’t you have the confidence to handle it?”
Kyle looked down at Sehee with an arrogant expression.
“…Just a date? Of course, I can handle that. Call!”
“Really? I like that attitude.”
Kyle extended his hand in a gesture of escort.
After a moment’s hesitation, Sehee placed her hand on his.
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
