In response to the quite audacious question, Heegu didn’t feel it was worth answering.
Even though Heegu’s gaze turned cold, Taehui didn’t back down and spoke again.
“I’m asking under the assumption that Sajun might genuinely fall in love. I’m a woman, and my determination might waver. Honestly, Grandfather, your grandson is handsome and impressive, even more than a celebrity.”
Who wouldn’t like to receive compliments about their own child? Taehui almost nodded with a pleased smile.
Quickly recomposing his expression, Heegu spoke sternly again.
“I’ve said it before, if he genuinely loves Taehui, I’ll approve.”
“But Grandfather, you don’t like me.”
It was true, but why say it so bluntly? Whether to call it audacious or dignified.
“If, by some slim chance, such a situation arises, I’d rather become a daughter-in-law who receives affection. Since daughter-in-law’s love is like your love, Grandfather.”
“It’s not Grandfather but Father.”
When Heegu coldly pointed that out, Taehui didn’t feel bad; instead, she smiled.
She held back from revealing it and maintained a shy and subtle smile with her lips closed.
“It’s a bit awkward to say this, but Sajun really dislikes you, Grandfather. It’s a secret, but he told me he dislikes you more than Lady Seomun does. It’s also because he terribly hates the idea of becoming the Seomun successor.”
Heegu was taken aback by Taehui’s words.
He wondered how much Sajun had revealed about this woman in front of his eyes.
It was a strange moment when Heegu’s feelings became odd as it seemed Sajun trusted this woman to a considerable extent.
“But Sajun likes you, Grandfather.”
She knew her grandson was worried about her, but she thought that half of his concern was obligation, and the other half was responsibility.
Responsibility for taking her in, caring for her, and for blood ties.
But wasn’t that an obligation?
Feeling frustrated and curious, Heegu unintentionally echoed Taehui’s words.
“Sajun… likes me?”
“Yes, because he’s not good at expressing himself, he has told me many times. Despite grumbling, Sajun, who usually doesn’t even listen to others, somehow listens to Grandfather’s words.”
Taehui calmly conveyed her words in a tone that was pleasant to hear, and Heegu once again leaned in as if enchanted, paying close attention.
“So, I want to receive Grandfather’s affection, not Father’s, if, by any chance, it happens.”
Heegu almost raised the corners of his mouth to the sky.
“Hmm.”
Belatedly clearing his throat and abruptly regaining his composure, Heegu quickly strengthened the corners of his mouth.
Looking at the woman in front of him, who was bewitching him in various ways, he recalled what his grandson had said.
‘Come to think of it, she seems a bit like Grandfather. Not an ordinary personality, not particularly kind, but also not doing bad things.’
While listening to these words, he couldn’t say she was genuinely kind. Nor could he say she was bad.
‘If you have something to say, you should say it, hates free things, strong sense of responsibility, precise in calculations. A bit rough in speech, and one of the few who would use violence against me.’
Speaking too well, being too precise in calculations, that’s why she’s exceptional. Still, she wasn’t overly talkative.
She knew how to listen to others, had patience, and was rather calm.
And the highlight.
‘There’s only one thing she likes. Deals with conditions.’
When his grandson said that, Heegu thought it was an absurd statement and scoffed.
Oh my, it was really true.
Min Taehui, the woman in question, genuinely liked deals with conditions.
It also meant that she didn’t trust people much because she had been deceived a lot.
Whatever the case, Heegu thought she was an impressive woman.
Not only did she propose a deal first, but she also kept getting entangled in it.
Of course, it was about his grandson, but regardless, that too required insight and skills.
Knowing what the other person likes and dislikes, leading the conversation skillfully, even using tactics.
Heegu looked at Taehui with narrowed eyes.
Even in the political circle these days, there were winds of change and youthful aspirations, with each party recruiting MZ generation and young women.
It was the same for Heegu, but he was cautious and didn’t rush into things.
No matter how much he looked around, there wasn’t a young talent worth nurturing.
But now, there was a tempting talent right in front of him.
Precise, quick-witted, moderately ambitious, and surprisingly adept at manipulation despite her age.
And that’s not all. In politics, those with a darker past seemed to attract public favor more than those born with a silver spoon.
It seemed ambitious.
Even though she wasn’t a daughter-in-law yet, she was a perfect fit for the talent Heegu wanted to cultivate.
As his thoughts flowed in that direction, Heegu suddenly felt his mouth itching.
Wouldn’t he want to try entering politics?
Taehui, who had no idea about Heegu’s absurd thoughts, spoke again.
“So, Grandfather, please tell me the conditions.”
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
