Yeon-woo’s house was filled after a long time.
At the sink, Yeon-woo’s mother was diligently unpacking the bundle she brought.
Kimchi, sesame leaf pickles, soy sauce-pickled dried radish, and braised conch were placed in the refrigerator, and fruits were taken out one by one.
“This is all spoiled. It’s a waste. I told you to throw away the old ones regularly.”
“Oh, Mom. Just leave it. I’ll take care of it later…”
Yeon-woo, who retorted against his mother’s nagging but felt the burning gaze of his father sitting across from him, quietly closed his mouth.
…
The dining table was a scene where Yeon-woo, Jun-hwi, and his father sat facing each other, maintaining a terrifying silence.
Even in his embarrassment, Jun-hwi, who had put on a slightly oversized shirt, sat next to the still-drowsy Yeon-woo, placing his hands somewhat awkwardly on his knees.
Undoubtedly, since becoming an adult, it was the first time he felt so nervous in front of someone.
“But… Dad. What brings you to Seoul?”
“Trying to feed a child who hit his parent’s back of the head, my daughter-in-law brought a bunch of side dishes before going on a trip.”
“No, well, you could at least have given me a call before coming.”
“What are you saying, Kim Yeon-woo? I couldn’t even make a call to you.”
“Ah…”
He was sleeping, so he couldn’t pick up. Yeon-woo complained in vain and fell silent again.
“So.”
“Yes.”
“Who’s this guy?”
His face all scrunched up, his father, who had been sighing heavily, finally spoke. Jun-hwi replied sincerely.
“I’m here to meet you.”
“Not him. I’m asking Kim Yeon-woo.”
“Ah, don’t call him that.”
At Yeon-woo’s grumbling, his father’s face turned red.
“What? What did you do well to talk so loudly!”
“Feel free to call me whatever you like.”
“Did I dress up for a formal occasion now? A common man is fooling around half-naked at the house of a girl who just talked about marriage!”
“Dad! Stop it! And I’m not half-naked!”
Even the prosecutor’s career with a record of convicting even ghosts and the lawyer’s license boasting a 99.9% win rate were useless at this moment.
Jun-hwi quietly lowered his eyes in the face of the confrontation between the two.
“Goodness, how embarrassing.”
“…”
His father, who had been roaring loudly, now began to sigh.
“Hey, Yeon-woo. If you’re going to act like this, quit your job, sell your boat, throw everything away, come to Gapyeong, and live under your mom and dad’s supervision.”
“Why are you saying that for real…”
“Thought you could handle it alone, but what’s the use of believing? A son who believes is like an axe hitting the back of his foot. You’re at the level of smashing your grateful head!”
The stormy scolding from his father paused momentarily, thanks to the fruits sliced by his mother. After sending a meaningful look to his father, she smiled at Jun-hwi.
“Please have some apples.”
“Thank you.”
“Do you like grapes? Should I wash some?”
At that moment, his father, who had been in a subdued state, burst out again.
“What did he do well to be fed! Stop feeding him!”
“Ugh, can you lower your voice? We can’t have a conversation like this.”
At the calm words of Mom, Dad fell silent again. Yeon-woo’s large eyes, round and fair skin, and bright smile made it clear at a glance whom he resembled.
Jun-hwi, who was offering the fork with an apple to Yeon-woo, was quietly observed by Mom, who then opened her mouth.
“But, you look somewhat familiar. I kept thinking about where I’ve seen you, and maybe on TV? I think I’ve seen you on a debate program.”
“Yes, that’s correct. I occasionally appear as a panelist.”
Oh my, quite impressive. Complaining, Dad, who had been listening from the side, stabbed the apple.
“How did you two meet? How did you find out?”
“We work at the same company.”
“Ro and Yul? Then you’re colleagues?”
“I am your daughter’s assigned lawyer.”
As if that statement were a bomb, Dad’s face stiffened even more.
“What?”
“Dad, that’s.”
“Are you the one who made a fuss? The guy who overworked my daughter, snatched her away on our wife’s birthday dinner!”
On Valentine’s Day, Jun-hwi, misunderstanding his mother’s birthday dinner promise as a promise with Cha Han-bin, overworked Yeon-woo in an attempt to keep her. Jun-hwi had a feeling that his father would remember that incident, which remained a burden on his heart.
“Hey, Yeon-woo. Did you, because you mistakenly hired an incompetent lawyer, end up suffering so much that you fell in love?”
“No, no. When did I!”
This time, it was Yeon-woo who felt embarrassed. He sighed, bringing up the fact that he was struggling because he mistakenly hired the most picky person at Ro and Yul.
The eyes of the two who were glancing at each other met.
Yeon-woo smiled awkwardly to hide his embarrassment. A clicking sound was heard from his father.
“So, how long have you two been dating?”
“…It’s been a few months.”
“It hasn’t been long, but you’re laughing around the house as if you’re married. It’s something to be proud of, something to be proud of.”
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
