At that, Kwon Yool got up awkwardly and looked into the eyes of Lady Kim and his aunt Jae Suk and said,
“Mom, if you need anything, call me. Please.”
“Oh, okay. Go out quickly. Mom will take care of it.”
When Kwon Yool heard Lady Kim’s grumbling, he shot a cold look at her.
At that, Lady Kim’s neck shriveled up like a turtle.
Seo Hee, who was quickwitted, grabbed Kwon Yool’s firm arm and pulled it towards her, then pointed to the second floor.
Even though they didn’t live together, Seok Gu had made a separate room for his eldest grandson, Kwon Yool.
So that he could sleep and go anytime. That was a privilege only for Kwon Yool, which none of the other grandsons had.
Therefore, it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that the second floor space was decorated for Kwon Yool.
No matter how well Seo Hee, the first grandson and successor of the law firm Seo Woo, was doing, he couldn’t compete with Kwon Yool, who had inherited the Kwon surname.
The two sat on the living room sofa on the second floor overlooking the picturesque garden.
“Anyway, this filial son.”
“My aunt made me filial.”
Knowing well how much hardship her aunt Yeon Hee had suffered through her dreadful marriage, Seo Hee also reduced her speech.
“Where have you been?”
Kwon Yool asked, seeing Seo Hee who appeared in a suit on Saturday.
“Oh, a classmate’s wedding. Ah! Do you know who I saw today?”
“A celebrity?”
“No. Haha. You should have seen that scene too.”
As Seo Hee giggled, Kwon Yool looked at him with a look as if wondering what he had eaten wrong.
“Do you remember the women we met at that bar? Why with Hyun Woo. Mall and, prosecutor. Seo Yeon, and Ho Jin, I think?”
At the mention of Seo Yeon, Kwon Yool’s eyes grew wide.
“Why?”
“The classmate’s wedding was in a hotel. As soon as I entered the lobby, I saw that woman.”
Kwon Yool remembered Seo Yeon saying she was going to have a hotel buffet with Ho Jin.
“But there was a man in a hanbok standing right in front of the woman called Han Seo Yeon. He was delivering a few words with a desperate look in his eyes when a woman in a hanbok ran up joyfully and caused a huge commotion.”
It was like a scene of love and war.
The sobbing wife who found her husband’s exgirlfriend, Seo Hee explained enthusiastically how it was a spectacle.
“But do you know what was even more shocking? It turned out that the hanbok couple had an affair and backstabbed that woman, Han Seo Yeon. Wow. It’s a drama. A drama.”
The image of the quarreling couple in the hotel parking lot came up in Kwon Yool’s mind.
“At first, people who were watching thought Han Seo Yeon was the mistress, so they were glaring at her. But when they heard the story later, it wasn’t like that. So they were clapping and saying well done.”
“So, what happened?”
“What do you mean what happened. She was leaving with a sour expression, arm in arm with that prosecutor friend.”
Kwon Yool regretted it for a moment.
If he had been brave from the beginning, he could have called and casually asked how her day was.
Or he could have called her naturally on the way home and unknowingly comforted her. That is.
Everything was regrettable and heartbreaking.
‘Should I go to the front of her house? A note in the car?’
It was Kwon Yool, who had now abandoned even the slightest hesitation.
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
