Ascending the narrow and rugged slope, when they looked back at the path they had just traversed, it was filled with matchbox-like houses.
Observing the scene with an astonished expression, Hyuna grumbled, “What’s this? In Seoul, there’s a place like this?”
Similarly, Seonyoung, wearing high heels, climbing the slope with difficulty, had no energy to complain. “Secretary Pyo, are we there yet?”
Breathing heavily, Pyo, who walked ahead to guide them, stopped and pointed to the edge of the slope with his finger. “We’ve arrived. Chairman, just go up there and turn the corner to come out.”
As they struggled up the slope and finally reached the flat ground, a crossroad appeared.
“Secretary Pyo, is this the right place?”
Wandering around the unfamiliar area, Seonyoung suspiciously asked. In response, her secretary once again pointed in the direction of the crossroad with his finger.
“Do you see that?”
At the end of Pyo’s pointing finger was a crooked sign that read “Original Green Onion Pancake.”
Hyuna, who happened to discover a utility pole at the spot where they stopped, wrinkled her face and pinched her nose.
The smell she had only encountered in public toilets wafted slowly from somewhere, and stray cats were feasting on scattered food waste, creating a buzzing sound.
“Ugh, the smell. Mom! Do I really have to go this far? Just to hold hands with that strange woman?”
“Can you give up, Junghyuk?”
“What? Are you crazy?”
Startled, Hyuna jumped.
“Well, there’s no choice! And who’s holding hands? It’s just using. What did Mom say? It’s not getting your hands dirty, right? Just do as Mom says without talking back.”
With a firm statement, Seonyoung tidied her disheveled hair and headed towards the “Original Green Onion Pancake.”
A while later, Hyuna glanced around the old pancake house as if guarding it.
The musty smell of the sewer, the steamed oil, and the somehow sticky surface of the table were all uncomfortable sensations. Feeling as if bugs were crawling on her body, Hyuna shivered involuntarily.
Unlike Hyuna, who couldn’t adapt, Seonyoung was enduring the unfamiliar environment quite well. With a dignified and elegant smile, she looked at the woman across from her.
In contrast, Sungja was giving a skeptical glance to the guests who didn’t fit into this place at all.
“People who come here aren’t regulars. Where did you come from?”
Having roughly surveyed the situation, Sungja asked. Seonyoung’s gentle smile intensified noticeably.
“Nice to meet you, Madam. I’m the person who will become Junghyuk’s mother-in-law.”
“Now, did you say ‘Madam’?”
Seeing Sungja blinking her eyes without understanding the situation, Seonyoung, under the table, poked Hyuna’s thigh.
Clearly annoyed, Hyuna managed to squeeze out her voice. “…Mother.”
Short words awkwardly flowed out of Hyuna’s mouth. Uttering a word she had never called in her entire life, a word she believed she would never call in the future, made the back of her neck prickle.
Above all, look at the woman called ‘Mother.’ With a round and rustic hairstyle and a loose-necked, sloppy attire, it was chillingly similar to the woman shown in the photo Sung-hoon had shared.
“Mo-Mother…? Miss, did you just call me Mother?”
“Because you’re Junghyuk oppa’s mother… Since I decided to marry him, you’re naturally my mother too.”
Sungja was dumbfounded and couldn’t figure out what expression to make.
She had always thought that someday her son would get married. But sitting in the groom’s seat was something she never dreamed of. She had never expected to see the wily old man, Chairman Park, let alone catch a glimpse of his face reflecting in the ceremonial hall.
Moreover, she was in a position where she couldn’t even receive a mother’s treatment from her son. Instead of being treated as a daughter-in-law in the in-law’s house, she never thought she would hear the word “mother-in-law” from her daughter-in-law.
But now, this woman, dressed so uncomfortably warm, called her ‘Madam,’ and a refined young lady addressed her as ‘Mother.’ Somehow, it felt strangely pleasant.
“Oh my, what is all this talk about… So, Miss, did you say my son decided to marry you?”
“Yes… But uh! Mother, what should I do? Sob!”
Before she could open her mouth, Hyuna suddenly covered her face. Startled, Sungja gently comforted Hyuna, who was shaking all the way down to her shoulders.
“Miss, why is this? Don’t just cry; say something. Hmm?”
Soon, Sungja, who was about to hear the beginning of a catastrophe, was terribly surprised.
“No, so, did our son fall head over heels for that woman?”
“That woman’s face is innocent, but she’s not an ordinary fool. She’s a terrifying woman who approached my brother, knowing exactly who he is, and got pregnant. What other reason could there be for secretly raising his child? She’s planning a scheme to tear everything apart later, all under the guise of the child.”
“Oh my, goodness! Have you seen such a fox-like woman!”
Sungja exploded.
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
