The mother and daughter, both wearing high heels, pushed their way into the living room. Caught off guard by the sudden push, Dajeong’s hair got tangled in the commotion, and with a struggle, Seonyoung grabbed her wrist and pulled it away from her head.
Dajeong sternly retorted, “This is an unauthorized home invasion and assault! Why are respectable people acting like this?”
“Are you looking down on someone else’s man?!” Hyuna, sneering, grabbed her handbag and swung it high. Quickly, Dajeong pushed Seonyoung aside and caught the flying handbag in mid-air.
“Who’s looking down on someone else’s man?! It’s been ages since my marriage ended! And who’s looking down? Cha Junghyuk and I are officially together by mutual agreement! Ugh!”
At Dajeong’s words, she screamed. Taking advantage of the struggle between Hyuna and Dajeong, Seonyoung once again attacked, grabbing the back of Hyuna’s head.
Dajeong shouted vehemently, “Lady! Can’t you let go of this?”
At this point, the chairman and the director were nowhere to be found. Despite Dajeong’s sternness, Seonyoung responded with a contemptuous snort.
“Mutual agreement? Relationship? Don’t make me laugh! No one acknowledges you!”
“Adults can meet because they like it. Why do we need acknowledgment? Ugh! Lady, I won’t really let go! I can’t stand it!”
“If you can’t stand it, what are you going to do?”
“Ack!”
It was at the height of this absurd quarrel. Thud! The heavy reverberation spread across the floor, and everyone’s attention turned to the corridor toward the entrance.
Dajeong gasped and swallowed her breath. It was because she made eye contact with Jeongae, who was standing in front of the corridor.
Jeongae’s dropped kimchi container was neatly arranged on a tray, guarding one side of the living room with a solid thud.
“Oh, Mom…”
Dajeong’s complexion turned pale. The fact that her mother found out about this situation, which was more embarrassing than Seonyoung and her daughter barging in, was more bewildering.
“Mom! What’s going on here?!”
Sukhui, who came in behind her, shouted in surprise. Sol, who followed, also swallowed her breath in amazement at the scene unfolding inside the house.
Jeongae’s unexpected visit had completely turned the situation around. Understanding the situation roughly with her eyes, Jeongae shouted in shock.
“What’s this? You’re trying to pull out my kid’s hair now?”
Then, she swung the handbag she was holding and attacked Hyuna.
“Hey, let’s tear her apart! You damn woman!”
“Ack!”
Hyuna’s waist, caught off guard by Jeongae, bent backward like a bow.
“Ack! What is this woman! Mom! Mom!”
“What is it?! You, lady! Release my daughter right now!”
As Seonyoung threatened while her daughter’s hair was being grabbed, Jeongae grabbed Dajeong’s hair more roughly and shook it, looking confused.
“My child’s hair is getting pulled out, and your child’s hair isn’t? You little brat!”
“Ack! Mom, do something! Hyuna’s hair is going to be pulled out at this rate!”
As Jeongae grabbed her hair and shook fiercely, Hyuna, who had collapsed, staggered around like a mop, screaming loudly.
Even with a bad back, Dajeong, thinking that the energy of the wealthy lady was also good, barely withstood Seonyoung’s attack.
Around that time, Sol approached to rescue her friend.
“Ma’am! Let go of this! Stop it!”
“What are you doing, you X!”
“Ack! This lady is crazy! Why are you grabbing my hair?!”
Simultaneously, Sol, whose hair was also caught, screamed loudly.
“Oh my! Grandma Siu, we might catch a criminal at this rate. Let the young lady go and talk.”
Sukhui also stepped forward, but the confrontation on both sides was tense. Eventually, without knowing who was grabbing whom, they tangled up, holding each other’s hair.
“Hey, kill her!”
When Sol shouted, Hyuna snapped, “Ack, you’re like uncultured women.”
“Crazy X! Talking about culture!”
Beep. Beep.
Inside the gloomy police station, only the signal sound of the radio was audible.
The assigned police officer swallowed a sigh while looking at the women sitting in front of him. With disheveled hair and growling, all the women glared into the air.
“Teacher, what’s your name?”
As the police officer asked nonchalantly, the woman who made eye contact tapped the keyboard and said my name syllable by syllable.
“Oh Hyuna…”
With tissue stuffed in her nostrils, Hyuna, who was sobbing, wiped her disheveled hair and let out a sigh. It seemed impossible to touch her head; the scalp seemed torn apart.
Tears welled up.
“Mommmm…”
Seonyoung comforted her daughter’s shoulder with a sorrowful touch, but her appearance was indescribable.
Seonyoung gently comforted her daughter’s shoulders as she sobbed, but her condition was beyond words.
Jeongae and Sukhui, as well as Dajeong and Sol, were in the same state. Their heads were a mess, T-shirts stretched around their necks, and nostrils tightly plugged with tissues.
“Do you admit to the charges of unauthorized entry, property damage, and assault?”
At the police officer’s words, Seonyoung opened her eyes wide.
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
