Arriving at the parking lot with Sajoon, Taehi narrowed her eyes.
Sajoon’s car had been changed to a large SUV from the German M company.
Calmly climbing into the passenger seat, Taehi fastened her seatbelt while stealing a glance at Sajoon.
Did Kang Sajoon know? That his own parents were more desperate about him than their daughter. Of course, I’m also hanging on right now.
This made her think about their stubborn and tenacious connection. It seemed like time to sever it before it became even more so. With that thought, Taehi spoke.
“Sorry.”
As Sajoon started the car, he glanced at Taehi.
“For what?”
Taehi recalled the recent situation.
Even after telling Hyesook she was with Sajoon, Hyesook wouldn’t calm down.
She cried hysterically, as if someone had died, rambling inconsolably.
Having no other choice, Taehi said she would show Hyesook directly via video call and then explained everything to Sajoon.
Then Sajoon suddenly stood up and suggested going to Ilsan. Why bother with a video call when showing her in person would do? He added that he looked even better in real life.
It was absurd, but Taehi was grateful to Sajoon, who readily made such a suggestion.
He might be oblivious to her liking him, but he intuitively responds to everything else.
Honestly, Taehi wanted to go to Ilsan. The moment she heard Hyesook’s rambling, she felt a foreboding sense that something was amiss.
After a light sigh, Taehi slowly opened her mouth.
“For hiring a driver, causing trouble, taking your time, and making you lose face?”
It’s not easy to harden her heart.
Sajoon would easily break down the walls Taehi tried to build, and when she steeled her heart, he quickly softened it.
Just like now.
Why was he so good at that?
“Oh, you know well.”
Sajoon’s unabashed smile made Taehi slightly furrow her brows.
Still, she was sorry for what she was sorry for and grateful for what she was grateful for.
“I’m so grateful it’s overwhelming, right now.”
As Taehi candidly admitted, Sajoon leaned closer with his long fingers gripping the steering wheel.
“You wouldn’t need to be grateful for just this if you dated me.”
Again, he moved in so smoothly.
“I’ll let you use me as much as you want.”
Whispering seductively, it was his fifth confession.
The soft breath on her cheek quickened Taehi’s heartbeat.
Taehi scowled and retorted sharply.
“Kang Sajoon, stop coming so close. You know you’ve been invading my personal space too often lately?”
She subtly shifted her body to the side, fearing he might hear her heart.
It’s baffling. Kang Sajoon hiring someone with money to woo her, humbling himself, and even resorting to seduction.
Of course, the reason he was doing this with her was obvious.
The belief that she was the most suitable for a contract relationship, the comfort of understanding each other through mere glances after years of being in tune, and the absolute confidence that she would never like him romantically.
But what now, Kang Sajoon? I like you too now. No, I love you.
Taehi gently pushed Sajoon’s immobile shoulder with her palm.
Reluctantly straightening his back at her slight force, Taehi sighed softly.
“My head hurts because of Mom right now. Let’s talk about us later.”
“When later?”
His tone was so assertive, as if he was retrieving a possession.
Every rejection seemed to increase his confidence and eagerness.
He just didn’t know when to give up.
Taehi, having arrived at the parking lot with Sajoon, narrowed her eyes.
Sajoon’s car had been changed to a large SUV from the German M company.
Calmly getting into the passenger seat, Taehi fastened her seatbelt while stealing glances at Sajoon.
Did Kang Sajoon realize? That his own parents were more concerned about him than their daughter. Of course, I’m also clinging on right now.
Such a thought made her feel their connection was extremely persistent and tough. It seemed like time to cut it off before it became even more so. With that thought, Taehi spoke.
“Sorry.”
As Sajoon started the car, he glanced at Taehi.
“For what?”
Taehi recalled the recent situation.
Even after telling Hyesook she was with Sajoon, Hyesook wouldn’t calm down.
She cried hysterically as if someone had died, rambling inconsolably.
Having no other choice, Taehi said she would show Hyesook directly via video call and then explained everything to Sajoon.
Then Sajoon suddenly stood up and suggested going to Ilsan. Why bother with a video call when showing her in person would do? He added that he looked even better in real life.
It was absurd, but Taehi was grateful to Sajoon, who readily made such a suggestion.
He might be oblivious to her liking him, but he intuitively responds to everything else.
Honestly, Taehi wanted to go to Ilsan. The moment she heard Hyesook’s rambling, she felt a foreboding sense that something was amiss.
After a light sigh, Taehi slowly opened her mouth.
“For hiring a driver, causing trouble, taking your time, and making you lose face?”
It’s not easy to harden her heart.
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
