A little later, the three of them sat at the dining table.
“Oh my, we didn’t have the ingredients, so I just made do with what we had,” Ji Na’s mother said shyly as she placed a plate full of galbi-jjim (braised short ribs) on the table.
“Mom… Why galbi-jjim for breakfast? Did we always have this in our house?”
When Ji Na asked with a puzzled look, her mother chuckled and said to Jin Woo, “We always eat like this for breakfast. Don’t feel burdened, just eat.”
Since when did our house have galbi-jjim for breakfast? Mom…
I feel betrayed right now…
Jin Woo, oblivious to Ji Na’s reaction, picked up his chopsticks without a care.
“Wow, it looks so delicious. I’ll enjoy it.”
Jin Woo said politely, then picked up a piece of succulent galbi-jjim. Ji Na’s mother had a tense expression, as if she were about to be judged in a cooking competition. It felt like she was about to be judged by a judge just before the evaluation.
“Wow…”
After taking a bite of the galbi-jjim, Jin Woo held up his thumb.
“Does it suit your taste? Oh, I didn’t check the seasoning.”
“I’ve never tasted galbi-jjim this delicious in my entire life.”
At Jin Woo’s admiration, Ji Na’s mother finally burst into laughter.
“Oh dear, galbi-jjim is nothing special. My goodness.”
Ji Na felt like she was the only audience member. A lone spectator watching their one-on-one comedy act.
Forced to smile when she couldn’t muster any laughter.
“Really. Nuna, give it a try.”
Jin Woo picked up a piece of galbi-jjim with his chopsticks and fed it to Ji Na. It happened in an instant.
Ji Na’s startled face was reflected in Jin Woo’s affectionate eyes.
“Oh my, let me get some water.”
Clapping her hands and offering to get water, Ji Na’s mother suddenly stood up. She couldn’t stop laughing even as she did so.
Should I eat it or not?
Frozen to the core, Ji Na agonized in her mind. Jin Woo, who had waited patiently, was looking at Ji Na with a smiling face.
Ding-dong!
The doorbell rang suddenly, like an ice-cold shock, and Ji Na snapped out of her thoughts.
“Oh, the movers are here.”
Her face was still red, but now that she had moved away from Jin Woo, she felt a little more composed. It felt like she had some breathing room in her chest, which had been tightened.
“Mom has to go to organize the stuff.”
“No, I can handle it by myself. It’s just a one-room apartment.”
All of Ji Na’s belongings were loaded onto the truck. Her mother continued to smile at Jin Woo.
“Right. Since we have a wonderful little brother like him, Mom doesn’t have to go.”
She quickly shook hands with Jin Woo, unable to tolerate her mother’s flattery any longer.
“I’ll organize the stuff and get in touch. Go inside quickly.”
“Sure. Don’t rush it. Take your time. Might as well finish by tomorrow.”
I can’t stand it. Ji Na grabbed Jin Woo’s arm and pulled him.
“Let’s go quickly.”
The truck carrying their belongings had already departed. Ji Na got into Jin Woo’s car.
Seeing him dressed in casual clothes after looking at him in a suit every day made her feel strangely different.
It felt like catching a glimpse of Jin Woo’s college days. She couldn’t seem to keep her gaze straight.
“How did you know I was moving today?”
Jin Woo, driving skillfully, glanced at Ji Na. The sun was scorching, and it felt sweltering.
“It was Mr. Lee.”
Jin Woo replied, turning the air conditioning up a notch.
“Oh…”
The memory of sending a text to Ji Hye about moving came back to Ji Na. She groaned as if in pain, touching her forehead.
“I forgot that moving was a secret.”
“Was it a secret?”
“Well, it can’t compare to your secrets.”
Ji Na’s sharp words made Jin Woo laugh contentedly.
“Are you still mad?”
Jin Woo asked subtly. Ji Na couldn’t answer easily.
It’s not that I’m angry…
“It feels like you’ve gone to a place I can’t reach.”
In fact, that was true. She had barely felt like she had reached his heart, and yet, as soon as she did, the distance between her and Jin Woo widened again. Ji Na mumbled quietly and turned her head toward the window. It felt embarrassing to honestly express her emotions.
Ji Na’s hand, neatly placed on her knee, was covered by Jin Woo’s hand. She was startled by the soft and warm touch of his hand.
“I’m right here.”
Jin Woo, facing her directly, said gently.
“I’m here. I haven’t gone anywhere.”
His voice was as warm as his hand. Ji Na smiled awkwardly, holding back her surging emotions.
“What’s that supposed to mean…”
She said in a teasing tone, but she didn’t pull her hand away from Jin Woo’s.
Moving the belongings was quick, just like when they were unloaded. The room quickly became cramped with the belongings, unlike when it was empty.
“Thank you for your hard work.”
Before they knew it, their belongings were arranged in the empty one-room apartment. They paid the movers and exchanged greetings, concluding the day.
After roughly organizing the small items, Ji Na saw Jin Woo sitting on the veranda with his arms resting on the railing. As the afternoon sun grew late, it cast a long shadow behind him.
Crackle [Dash].
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
