“Anyway, O Ye Ri’s entrance sure is noisy.”
The woman resting her chin on her hand sneered as she watched O Ye Ri ascend the stairs. Her friend’s sarcastic remark seemed unpleasant to her as she brushed off the spot where she had bumped into Se Kyung and sat down.
“She’s annoyingly blocking the way.”
The woman sitting in front of Ye Ri twisted her lips.
Blocking the way? The sidewalk had become a bit narrow due to the sudden influx of people, but there was still enough space for one person to walk.
“Are you annoyed because she’s blocking the way? Or is it because she’s popular?”
Ye Ri, having removed her sunglasses, glared at her friend sitting opposite her.
“Why ask when you know? What is she? An influencer? A singer?”
“She’s Yoon Se Kyung, currently the lead actress in a popular drama.”
“Huh, it seems nowadays just anyone can be an actress.”
O Ye Ri took out a cigarette from her bag and put it in her mouth. Her friend quickly snatched the cigarette from her lips.
“It’s no smoking indoors. Let’s have some common sense, friend. And you know you’re also part of that ‘anyone’, right?”
“Hey, Min So Yeong.”
Ye Ri raised her voice and frowned. She had once been an actress in Korea herself.
In her debut days, she had appeared in dramas as a supporting actor, backed by her family’s wealthy background. However, her acting career didn’t last long as she hadn’t been properly trained.
“Do you know her? Why are you taking her side?”
“I don’t know her, but I’m not blindly disliking her like you. By the way, how did you get here? Weren’t you not supposed to come to Korea?”
“It’s not that I couldn’t come, I just didn’t. My family doesn’t know I’m in Korea right now.”
Ye Ri sipped her coffee. It had been nearly six years since she had to leave Korea in an unexpected turn of events and was now setting foot in her homeland again.
“I’m getting tired of being abroad. I plan to settle things and come back to Korea soon.”
“Permanently? Has Mrs. Hwang given her permission?”
At So Yeong’s question, Ye Ri curled the corners of her mouth.
“Permission? Why do I need permission for that? Isn’t six years away long enough to be considered punishment?”
Ye Ri leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs arrogantly. She crunched the ice in her drink and looked up at the sky.
“I wonder how Tae Jo Oppa is doing.”
Ye Ri’s lips curled up slightly. The Seoul sky she saw after a long time was just as blue as before.
Je Hoon entered the waiting room with a sullen face. Yoo Na, looking at her manager Ju Hyeong, tilted her head in confusion.
“Is something wrong, Je Hoon?”
“It’s not me, but…”
Je Hoon pointed at Se Kyung with his protruding lower lip. Ju Hyeong took the coffee carrier and shopping bag from his hand.
“What happened to Se Kyung? Did something happen to her?”
Yoo Na, wide-eyed, first checked Se Kyung for any injuries, wondering what had happened. Se Kyung shrugged it off as nothing major in response to the probing questions.
“Just bumped into someone.”
“Just a bump! Someone deliberately came and hit her hard. Sister almost fell.”
“How did it happen? Who does that deliberately?”
“Some stranger, I don’t know either. She just didn’t like that we were taking photos on the street.”
“So, did you get an apology?”
When Yoo Na asked, Je Hoon exclaimed excitedly.
“No, we didn’t. Instead, she had the audacity to blame us! Telling sister not to block the way. There was enough space to pass by.”
“Wow. What a psycho. So, you just let it go?”
“Should we have fought? There were many people around, so we just apologized and left.”
Se Kyung unpacked the sandwiches and drinks she had brought. Hearing this, Yoo Na became indignant and started jumping up and down.
“No way, you foolish! You should have gotten the apology, not given one!”
“Se Kyung is the wise one here. You know there’s no reasoning with a mad dog.”
Ju Hyeong’s calmly spoken sharp words hit the mark. Se Kyung burst out laughing, looking at Ju Hyeong and Yoo Na, each defending her in their own style.
“How did I get such a good manager? Ju Hyeong is so mature and calm.”
“If Ju Hyeong is calm and mature, what am I? A hot-headed foal?”
“I can’t say you’re not.”
Se Kyung handed Yoo Na a sandwich, urging her to eat. Yoo Na, with a playful wrinkle of her nose, accepted the sandwich and sat down in front of Se Kyung.
“Did a total stranger really hit you and walk away?”
“Yeah. I don’t know them, but…”
Se Kyung’s words trailed off as she wiped sauce from her lips. At this point, Je Hoon, who was sitting beside her, joined the conversation.
“It felt like a familiar face to both Se Kyung and me.”
“What did they look like?”
“They were wearing sunglasses, so I couldn’t see their eyes. They had wavy hair and bright red lips like the Joker… Overall, they had an intense look.”
“And you can’t remember who they are with such a vivid description?”
Je Hoon, biting into his sandwich, nodded. Yoo Na turned to Se Kyung and asked,
“You too?”
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
