Lee Soo couldn’t help but be surprised at the dinner table.
The 6-person table was brimming with appetizing dishes, leaving no empty space.
The delicious smells that had filled the house since the front door opened were all here.
‘Who is this dinner really for?’
Lee Soo was amazed at Soomin’s effort to treat Jiho.
Was it because Jiho was a friend’s son, or because he was the boy Yumi liked?
Regardless of the reason, Lee Soo was set to enjoy a feast.
“Jiho, sit here.”
Lee Soo guided Jiho to the seat next to hers.
Yumi, who had been staring at them, took a seat opposite Jiho.
“When is Dad coming?”
Lee Soo asked as she sat down.
“He said he’ll be late, to start eating without him.”
“Okay.”
“Jiho, go ahead and eat. I’m not sure if you’ll like it.”
Soomin smiled and offered food to Jiho.
“Thank you, I’ll eat well.”
“Thank you for the meal.”
Jiho and Lee Soo thanked Soomin and picked up their chopsticks.
The room was quiet except for the sound of eating.
Lee Soo ate her rice, avoiding Soomin’s uncomfortable gaze.
Even though she knew no sound had escaped the room, she kept feeling flushed as if she were a thief caught red-handed.
Yumi sat rigidly beside Soomin.
She had looked like she was about to cry when she told Soomin about Lee Soo and Jiho going upstairs.
Soomin also felt a block in her chest seeing Lee Soo’s closed room door.
Though she didn’t know what happened inside, Lee Soo’s flushed face seemed to tell the story.
‘This isn’t how it was supposed to be….’
The situation was entirely different from what Soomin had prepared all day for.
The fact that Lee Soo brought Jiho home implied they were more than just friends.
Lee Soo had never brought a friend home before.
‘If the usually reticent Lee Soo shared family stories with Jiho….’
It was natural for Soomin to be surprised today.
‘If my guess is right, what happens to Yumi?’
Soomin looked at Yumi sitting beside her with pity.
She held her spoon but didn’t eat anything.
Yumi just kept biting her own lips.
Clank.
Just then, the sound of the front door opening and closing was heard.
“Mom, Dad must be here.”
Lee Soo quickly got up and ran to the entrance.
“Our daughter! You’re here.”
“Dad, come wash your hands quickly. We just started eating.”
Lee Soo took Wanjin’s arm and walked him down the hallway to the living room.
As they reached the dining room, the three people at the table stood up to greet Wanjin.
Wanjin’s gaze turned to Jiho.
“Who’s this?”
Wanjin looked puzzled, and Lee Soo quickly approached Jiho’s side.
“Dad, let me introduce you. This is my boyfriend.”
“Hello. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Seo Jiho.”
Jiho bowed slightly, feeling a bit startled by Lee Soo’s introduction as ‘my boyfriend.’
Lee Soo loosely linked her arm through Jiho’s and smiled broadly.
“What?”
Wanjin wasn’t the only one surprised by Lee Soo’s sudden introduction.
Yumi trembled her lips in shock, and Soomin’s mouth also fell open helplessly.
‘Was Lee Soo the girlfriend Jiho mentioned?’
Yumi’s face turned red and then pale in an instant.
She had been unbearably anxious since they arrived together, but Lee Soo’s confirmation felt like draining all her energy.
Was this what it felt like when the sky was falling?
“……Boyfriend?” Wanjin asked in disbelief.
“Why are you so surprised? Dad always told me not to just study but to date as well. I’m a daughter who listens well to her father,” Lee Soo said, laughing off Wanjin’s surprise.
The atmosphere turned awkward with everyone in shock.
“Well…….”
Wanjin, lost for words, slightly furrowed his brow.
‘A boyfriend for my daughter, who I thought was the best in the world.’
Wanjin eyed Jiho from head to toe. Tall, well-built, and with looks that even a plastic surgeon like Wanjin couldn’t fault – perfect.
‘Too good-looking to be true.’
Wanjin wasn’t pleased with Jiho being too handsome.
“Hmm…….”
“Come on, Dad, let’s eat. I’m hungry.”
Lee Soo urged Wanjin, who was still standing and staring at Jiho.
While Wanjin went to wash his hands, the remaining four sat back at the table.
Yumi looked as if she might cry any moment, and Soomin couldn’t hide her flustered expression.
Soomin’s earlier bold statements about Lee Soo echoed in her mind, making her feel foolish.
Had Lee Soo already been seeing Jiho and pretending otherwise?
Soomin bit her lower lip, glaring at Lee Soo.
An awkward silence weighed heavily over the table as they waited for Wanjin.
Wanjin returned in casual clothes and sat down.
Collecting his thoughts and looking at Jiho, he finally spoke.
“Isn’t this Jiho, the son of your friend you mentioned before?”
Wanjin remembered the conversation.
“One of my friends, Yeonsu, remember? Jiho is her son. I’ve known him since he was very young, and I even thought it’d be great if he married Yumi.”
‘But now, he’s not Yumi’s boyfriend but Lee Soo’s.’
“Ah, yes. I came on a chore for Yeonsu today, and Lee Soo came along,” Soomin replied, trailing off.
Wanjin looked puzzled about the situation.
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
