“I want to build a nice house here and give it as a gift to my youngest son and his wife.”
“Well, why particularly to me……”
Da Jung was a bit incredulous.
When the wealthy commission private designs, it’s only natural they seek out famous architects with reputation. Da Jung was far from making it into those ranks.
“I happened to see a house designed by architect Yoo. It was sturdy and practical. And it suited the taste of young people. I thought you would know my son and daughterinlaw’s preferences well. Oh, I also have a grandchild in kindergarten.”
“Oh, my son is in kindergarten, too.”
At the mention of a child, a smile spread across Da Jung’s face. Chairman Hong’s eyes widened.
“That’s great. Then you’ll know exactly what kids like. My son says he’s planning to have at least six more. So I think we should make it a place where kids can run around freely. What do you think, architect Yoo?”
Da Jung imagined a virtual house while looking at the vast site.
“If I were to build a house for me and my child, I would create a personal playground over there. I’d set up a small racetrack for car races, and I’d create a rooftop so that they can look at the stars and fall asleep every night.”
The smile deepened on President Hong’s face as Dajung told her dreamlike story.
“Haha. Good, good! Let’s sign a contract then. I’ll give you a generous design fee, so go ahead and design the house you, Architect Yu, want to live in, no more no less.”
“A contract… you say?”
“We’ll deposit half of the design fee as contract money for now, and we’ll send someone to draft the contract tomorrow. When the design is completed and construction begins, we’ll pay the remaining half.”
“Ah….”
Why was it so easy?
A little taken aback, Dajung’s mind quickly shifted to calculations.
Once the contract money came in, it would obviously provide immediate financial relief, and since she could work as a freelancer, it would be helpful with childcare too.
It was a little unexpected, but she didn’t have the courage to refuse such a lucky opportunity that had come her way.
Dajung clenched her fist and responded firmly.
“President! I will do my best!”
The eyes watching the quiet kindergarten entrance fluttered with anticipation.
She used to think it was eerie when those little beasts would pour out from that place, but now it was exciting.
When the time came, the children inevitably started pouring out. Amid the squeaking kids, Junghyuk moved his eyes quickly.
“Yu Shiwoo!”
“Yes!”
The eyes that turned swiftly spotted him and opened in surprise. Shiwoo, who was running somewhere, changed his direction towards him.
“Mister. Hello!”
“Hello.”
Shiwoo looked around and bit his lips. Junghyuk’s lips curled as he carefully observed those delicate movements.
It was obvious what he was looking for, so he brought Shiwoo back to reality.
“Mom didn’t come.”
The large eyes blinked in surprise.
“Huh? No… Mom said she would pick me up. Mom doesn’t make money…”
“Mom is busy. She went to make money. So, Aunt was supposed to come, but Aunt didn’t come either.”
“Uh… Aunt is…”
A sense of shock and confusion swirled in his innocent eyes.
Watching him quietly, Junghyuk bent his knees to match Shiwoo’s eye level.
“Yu Shiwoo. Do you want to eat with me?”
“Um….”
“I can’t eat alone.”
His hesitant eyes turned to Manager Min who was standing a few steps behind.
His wavering gaze went from Manager Min to Junghyuk’s face, as if to say, you’re not alone.
“I won’t eat with a man either.”
“Shiwoo… Shiwoo is a man too!”
“It’s okay with Yu Shiwoo. I like you a lot.”
“Uh, um…”
Seeing that he couldn’t make a decision easily, Junghyuk quickly put on a pitiful expression.
“I’m hungry.”
“If you’re hungry, you’re pitiful…”
“That’s right, I’m pitiful, so eat with me.”
Shiwoo, looking at him with sympathetic eyes, nodded as if to give in.
Junghyuk laughed quietly and took Shiwoo into his arms. When he nuzzled his nose against his cheek and ear, he smelled a sour yogurt scent.
He laughed again at the cuteness of Shiwoo who smelled of yogurt.
Upon arriving at his destination, Jung Hyuk, holding Siwoo, stepped into the entrance of an upscale Japanese restaurant.
A middleaged woman, elegantly dressed in a kimono, bowed politely in welcome.
“Director, we have been waiting for you. We will guide you to the room.”
As Jung Hyuk entered the VIP room guided by the manager, he sat down crosslegged on the tatami floor and seated Siwoo next to him.
Unlike normal children who run around in restaurants, Yoo Siwoo was quiet.
Just as when they had gone to the amusement park, he was merely looking around in wonder, eyes shining with curiosity.
His little fists, clasped neatly on the table, were adorable.
“We’re expecting one more person. When they arrive, serve the omakase. For now, bring a few things for the child to eat and a bottle of sake.”
“Understood.”
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
