“Think about it carefully. It’s definitely not a bad deal for you, Seo Ha.”
Lee Seung Oh’s snakelike gaze swept over Seo Ha from head to toe. Her frizzy hair due to cheap shampoo, her dull skin, wornout clothes, and shoes even more worn than her clothes. In other words, the traces of poverty.
“I can take you to places you wouldn’t be able to reach in a lifetime in a single stride, Seo Ha. If everything works out, I get what I want, and you become a Cinderella like Team Leader Lee Ji Soo.”
It wasn’t me who was Cinderella, but you.
You lived as a male Cinderella for over a decade, and your eyes were blinded by that great love. You were driven mad by your inferiority complex, and in the end, you slapped the princess with a glass slipper and dragged her out of the palace.
But it’s fine. If this is the grave you’re digging for yourself, there’s no reason not to help you dig it.
“So then…”
Seo Ha hesitantly opened her mouth.
“Will you, President, become my prince?”
Lee Seung Oh seemed to really like the title. A sly smile spread across his lips, and his eyes filled with an inexplicable confidence.
“Of course. I look forward to working with you, Princess Seo Ha.”
She never thought she’d hear that word again. It felt like hives were rising in her gut.
“No, President. I was going to tell you that I don’t need that.”
Seo Ha looked directly into Lee Seung Oh’s eyes with a determined attitude.
“What do you mean? Are you rejecting my proposal?”
“You hired me, and you made me a designer from an intern. So, to repay your kindness, I’ll help you. But I don’t need a romance in exchange.”
Lee Seung Oh had a prince complex. At the same time, he easily lost interest in women he could easily get his hands on. Seo Ha never forgot these two things.
“You don’t need compensation?”
“I don’t want that kind of romance. I’ll do everything else as you instruct, so don’t worry.”
Seo Ha took a step back and bowed deeply with respect.
“I understand, and I’ll leave now. From now on, I’ll report to you twice a day.”
Lee Seung Oh watched Seo Ha walk away quickly, looking bewildered. Despite his confusion, his eyes held an even deeper interest than before.
Seo Ha barely managed to eat some cold kimbap for lunch while working on the final stages of her project.
Since she couldn’t stay at the company all night like other designers, she had to finish as much as possible here and take home whatever work she could.
Thinking of her mother, who spent the entire day with a caregiver and helper, she felt like even the time spent breathing and blinking was a waste.
However, the clock, unaware of her haste, moved quickly, and it was already seven o’clock. In just an hour, even the caregiver would be leaving for the day. If she didn’t finish this today, she wouldn’t meet the deadline.
Seo Ha picked up her phone and quietly headed towards the emergency staircase. A dry voice answered the phone after a few rings.
[Will you be late again?]“I’m afraid so.”
[Don’t be sorry about work. There’s nothing to worry about since I came early today and have been here since early evening.]Despite their constant bickering over whether they were lucky or not and their terrible attitudes, Ryu Kyung Joon was the only one she could rely on. At least in Haeseon’s matters, Kyung Joon’s position must have been the same. How ironic.
Seo Ha, who had finally finished her work with a relieved heart, headed home after nine o’clock at night. As she dragged her swollen legs up the alleyway, Lee Seung Oh’s words kept ringing in her head.
How could she tell him about this?
While she had agreed to cooperate since the other party dug their own grave, the problem was Kyung Joon, who was a condition of the negotiation.
If she told him everything, he would probably look at her with disdain and say, “Don’t involve me in such a doglike act.”
If she outright asked him, “Let’s date,” he would look at her even more contemptuously and say, “Are you out of your mind?”
“Is there no other way…?”
Seo Ha asked herself at least ten times if she really had to resort to such a terrible method. She wanted to grasp at straws, knowing that there were no other options. Sadly, there were no straws to grasp at.
“Yap! Yap yap yap!”
As soon as she opened the door, Minji barked and rushed towards her. Jae Wook had an even more dissatisfied expression than usual.
“You’re just getting here? Why does that damned company always work you until midnight?”
“It’s a busy season. I heard that Secretary Ryu is here.”
With an unwilling expression, Jae Wook pointed towards the rooftop room.
“What about dinner?”
“I ate something simple. Thank you for your concern.”
Seo Ha bowed her head slightly and passed Jae Wook to climb the stairs.
The light from the entrance’s translucent glass illuminated the floor. The wind was quite chilly, and Kyung Joon was lying on the floor with one knee raised and his eyes closed.
He must have heard Minji’s barking and the sound of footsteps, but he didn’t react.
“Secretary Ryu.”
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
