After that day, Seoha hid in Hyojae’s studio apartment, avoiding Seungae. However, Seungae somehow quickly found her whereabouts.
Seoha’s heart sank. She felt sorry that the baby was unwelcome because of her.
The only thought in her mind was to flee secretly, to protect the child.
Seoha was overwhelmed with tears, fear, and sorrow.
She dragged her weak body to the main road, barely making it.
Desperately, she hailed a taxi.
“Where to?”
“The intercity bus terminal, please.”
Seoha was determined to leave the city immediately.
This was Seoha’s situation 5 years ago.
Recently, Congressman Jin Cheolwook, Yuna’s father, visited Hyunyoung.
Congressman Jin sipped his tea leisurely and started speaking.
“Bills regulating corporations are constantly being proposed. If passed, it will affect not only HY Group but also T&K, which is just spreading its wings.”
“Indeed, that seems likely.”
Hyunyoung, sipping her tea, replied calmly. A tense atmosphere filled the chairman’s office due to their standoff.
Jin pondered that to sway the steadfast Hyunyoung, he might have to take the first step.
“We can be great partners, HY Group and I.”
Jin gulped down his lukewarm tea and got to the point.
“I know how much HY Group and T&K contribute to our economy. Politicians need to support such corporations. Politics and economics must cooperate.”
“I agree with your viewpoint, Congressman Jin.”
“Exactly, Chairman Park and I are looking in the same direction, the best partners. Haha.”
Jin laughed heartily at Hyunyoung’s response.
“You’re doing a lot, Congressman. I trust you.”
Hyunyoung nodded politely at his words, but Jin was not content with such a superficial relationship. He needed a more unbreakable bond.
He cleared his throat.
“By the way, it’s getting harder to see Taekyung these days. How long will he make my daughter wait? A father’s heart, you understand.”
Hyunyoung smiled faintly without saying much. The result of pushing Taekyung and Yuna together was just this much.
Marriage in their world wasn’t just about love. It influenced stock prices and politicians’ ratings.
Hyunyoung didn’t particularly like Yuna, but she couldn’t refuse either. She couldn’t turn her back on Jin, a presidential candidate.
“Young people don’t listen to old people’s words. Taekyung must have his plans regarding Yuna.”
Hyunyoung knew Taekyung was resisting marrying Yuna.
She sipped her tea, smiling faintly.
Congressman Jin smirked slightly, watching Hyunyoung’s composed demeanor.
Yuna adjusted her lipstick in the mirror, choosing a subdued color. She tidied up her makeup with her compact.
Stepping out of her car, she checked her appearance and straightened her jacket.
Her heels clicked as she entered the HY headquarters from the underground parking.
She took the elevator to the 23rd floor, where the planning office was located.
Yuna entered the office with long strides, drawing attention. Among them, a middle-aged man with thinning hair greeted her cheerfully.
“Good morning, Deputy Jin.”
“Hello, Team Leader Park.”
“Good morning. Deputy Jin, you look especially beautiful today.”
New employee Choi approached Yuna with a friendly remark, to which she responded with a practiced smile.
Yuna had been a new recruit in the HY headquarters planning department for six years now, rising from a junior employee to a deputy. There were even rumors she might soon be promoted to section chief.
Some believed her relationship with Taekyung was fueling her career advancement.
The widely known close relationship between HY and Congressman Cheolwook, Yuna’s father, strengthened rumors of an engagement between Yuna and Taekyung.
Yuna carefully concealed her strained relationship with Taekyung from others.
“When are you sending out wedding invitations, Deputy Jin?”
…
Such questions, like greetings, were often asked by people like Team Leader Park, who had a particular interest in others’ lives.
And when they tried to ask about Taekyung, she blushed as if embarrassed and just smiled.
That was enough.
Enough to spark people’s imaginations.
Everyone was convinced of Yuna and Taekyung’s engagement.
Neither Taekyung nor Hyunyoung had any significant reactions to it, neither confirming nor denying the engagement, which people took as tacit approval.
Yuna sent a text to Hyunyoung as soon as she sat at her desk, confirming their lunch appointment, which she had secured after weeks of pleading.
[Chairman, it’s Yuna. You haven’t forgotten our lunch today, have you? I’ll come to get you at the chairman’s office.] [No need. I’ll come down to the planning department.]Yuna’s thin lips curled into a smile.
She preferred Hyunyoung coming to her rather than going herself.
It was an opportunity to firmly imprint her image in people’s minds.
Yuna hummed a tune and started up her computer lightly.
At lunchtime, Hyunyoung came down to the planning department as she said.
When Hyunyoung appeared, everyone stood up and greeted her.
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
