“Just get the biggest one you can find.”
Without further explanation, she headed upstairs. The chef, puzzled, went into the kitchen.
“Team Leader?”
The lawyers overheard Yeoreum’s conversation from the entrance.
“Shouldn’t we go in too?” pleaded Attorney Jo.
“What for?”
“To help Miss Jeong Yeoreum.”
“Think it’ll do any good?”
Kang Haeun was there, and she had already defended Pyo Jeongran.
“Let’s go back.”
“Team Leader!”
“It’s best not to get involved in unnecessary matters.”
“But someone could have died!”
“No, we don’t know anything. We haven’t seen anything.”
Reluctantly, Attorney Jo was pulled out of the house by Team Leader Yang.
Pyo Jeongran sat in the second-floor living room, sipping elegantly on his tea, surrounded by employees.
It was important to instill discipline in them as a housekeeper.
Beside him, Hyeseok flirtatiously refilled his empty tea cup.
“Look, look!”
Suddenly, Hyeseok stopped, flustered.
Pyo Jeongran turned, surprised, as did the employees.
Yeoreum had arrived.
“How did you get out? Did the chef let you out?”
He stood up from the sofa, shouting at Yeoreum.
“No, I got out on my own.”
“What?”
Yeoreum walked up to him, standing face-to-face.
“You’re so dumb. If you’re going to block, block everything. Why leave the window open? I got out through there.”
“That’s impossible! How could you get out through there?”
“Why not? Am I not flexible enough?”
Pyo Jeongran scoffed at Yeoreum’s physique.
“Flexible? Hardly.”
In that instant, Yeoreum slapped the smirking Pyo Jeongran across the face.
She was flung backwards and fell to the floor.
The employees were shocked, especially Pyo Jeongran.
After being slapped by Yeoreum, she momentarily wore a stunned expression, then quickly got up and yelled.
“How dare you… how dare you hit me?”
“How dare?”
Yeoreum slapped Pyo Jeongran’s cheek again.
The substantial figure seemed to momentarily hover in the air.
Screaming, Pyo Jeongran fell backwards.
The employees’ eyes widened in shock.
Hyeseok, who had been frozen in place, stealthily backed away before running to Haeun’s room.
Yeoreum approached the dazed Pyo Jeongran.
“Get up. I’m not done being angry yet.”
Her low voice was more chilling.
Yeoreum was lightly rotating her wrists.
Pyo Jeongran’s adam’s apple bobbed with fear.
Then, frantic footsteps were heard.
“What are you doing?”
Haeun’s arrival momentarily froze Pyo Jeongran, who quickly got up and shouted.
“Miss, she… she just hit me!”
The face of Pyo Jeongran, red with burst blood vessels, pointed accusingly at Yeoreum.
“Are you a thug? Why are you hitting people?”
“Pyo Jeongran tried to kill me by locking me in that bathroom. And I can’t even slap her for that?”
“Look at her talk. What did our Pyo Jeongran do to you?”
“That’s right. I don’t know anything about it!”
Pyo Jeongran blatantly denied it.
The employees kept silent, as if warned by her glare.
“You’re saying Pyo Jeongran didn’t lock me up there? With sofas blocking the bathroom entrance and the air conditioner blasting in this season?”
“No! Why would I? I have no feelings towards Jeongyeom!”
She denied it shamelessly.
“So all of this is just my imagination?”
“Maybe you’re dreaming? Dementia at a young age?”
Instead of backing down, Yeoreum stepped closer.
Pyo Jeongran flinched but stood her ground because of Haeun’s presence.
“Really, it wasn’t you?”
“I said it wasn’t!”
Suddenly, Yeoreum’s hand moved.
Instinctively, Pyo Jeongran raised her arm to protect her face.
But Yeoreum’s hand went into Pyo Jeongran’s jacket pocket.
“Why would my phone, which I left in the bathroom, be in this pocket?”
Caught off guard, Yeoreum grabbed her phone from the pocket and grabbed Pyo Jeongran’s hair with her left hand.
Her right hand started slapping Pyo Jeongran’s face repeatedly.
Pyo Jeongran screamed, unable to move.
“Stop it!”
Haeun yelled.
“Just stop!”
After a brief but brutal moment, Yeoreum released her hand.
Pyo Jeongran collapsed to the floor, beaten.
“Now, will you still call me a thug? You, an accomplice to murder.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You knew I could freeze to death in that bathroom and still did nothing.”
“It doesn’t matter; you didn’t die!”
“How can you say that?”
“It’s over since you’re not dead. Let’s end this. Everyone, disperse!”
Yeoreum interjected.
“Who says it’s over?”
“What?”
“You tried to kill someone, and you think you can get away with it?”
“So what? You think calling the police will change anything? Think Pyo Jeongran or I will end up in jail?”
“Of course, you won’t.”
“But!”
Yeoreum’s hand struck Haeun’s cheek.
Her light body tumbled down instantly.
Looking down at Haeun and Pyo Jeongran, who had both collapsed, Yeoreum said.
“At least, I have to correct the bad behavior of those who tried to kill.”
“What?”
“Thank yourselves. I’m saving you two from becoming murderers.”
The room fell silent as Yeoreum towered over the fallen pair.
Yeoreum approached the chef, who had come up to the second-floor living room, and took the bottle he was holding.
She opened the lid.
Immediately, a pungent, fishy smell filled the air.
The label on the plastic bottle read ‘100% Domestic Yellow Corvina Fish Sauce’.
“Please, don’t do it!”
Haeun shook her head in protest.
But the fermented yellow corvina was already being poured over Haeun and Pyo Jeongran’s heads.
Haeun screamed.
Pyo Jeongran was at a loss for what to do.
Yeoreum shook out the last bits of the fish from the bottle.
Finally, Haeun burst into tears.
“Fix the boiler within 30 minutes.”
Pyo Jeongran, as if in a trance, looked up at Yeoreum.
“You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to. But just remember, the kitchen has not only this sauce, but also fire, oil, and plenty of other useful things.”
Seeing Yeoreum’s sly smile, Pyo Jeongran’s face turned to one of horror.
Yeoreum, with a toss, threw the empty fish sauce container forcefully at Pyo Jeongran.
“Try something like today again. But next time, be prepared to die. Got it?”
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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