The response to the first broadcast exceeded expectations. With a remarkable viewership of 10.1%, it claimed the top spot for weekend dramas. If it continued like this, breaking the highest viewership of the year was only a matter of time.
Even though it felt like it had been ages since they achieved double-digit ratings, the reception at the broadcasting station was tremendous.
The return of Seo Taeseok, referred to as the ‘Return of the Emperor,’ played a significant role. His dramatic and impactful appearance during the production announcement continued to generate buzz.
Rising star Cheon Jihyeok. Idol-turned-actor Yoo Young and Luda. All received praise. It was a drama that achieved a perfect balance without any disruptions in emotions, script, or direction.
Gathering in Taeseok’s living room, where the ‘Seo Taeseok Project’ members were assembled, Sumin suddenly spoke resolutely.
“Now, let’s do it. The revenge.”
She argued assertively, saying they already had overflowing evidence and had delayed long enough. Taeseok frowned.
“After the drama ends.”
Taeseok didn’t want to taint the drama with Summer’s revenge. The Jihyun Jung incident would be a significant issue, and Taeseok’s name would be tied to it, possibly causing harm to the drama he was in. It was obvious.
“It will take at least two more months for the drama to end.”
Summer countered.
“This seems good enough.”
“No.”
Taeseok firmly refused.
He would set Summer on the dream stage.
The sound of footsteps, as if coming closer, wearing a modest dress and walking to the host’s call, adjusting the microphone with both hands and shyly smiling, yet a voice ready to confidently recite prepared words, seemed imminent.
Year-end awards, the Writer of the Year.
It was the best gift Taeseok wanted to give.
Therefore, dealing with Jihyun Jung, whether cold water or sewage, was not an option. Taeseok, as if asserting there was no room for compromise, firmly rejected.
“Then a majority vote?”
Ignoring Taeseok’s gaze, K asked everyone.
His expression was full of anticipation like a child receiving a Christmas present. It was obvious which side K would choose in a majority vote. The guy who claimed to be bored to death with nothing to do lately.
“Is this a game? We can’t decide like that.”
Although Taeseok gave a sarcastic remark, K still didn’t pay attention.
“Anyway, the decision is up to Summer.”
Everyone’s gaze turned to Summer. After scanning Taeseok, K, Oh Hyunsik, Director Hong, and Moon Sung-hoon with her eyes, Summer fixed her gaze on Taeseok again.
“I know Oppa’s heart well.”
A foreboding sense of doom, as if she couldn’t win, surged again. Taeseok touched his temple.
“But now, I hope you stop cutting that woman out of our lives.”
“Like this.”
The ominous premonition had never been wrong. Taeseok’s little rabbit was a monster. He sighed deeply.
“…Fine. Let’s do as you wish.”
“Oh yeah!”
K shouted loudly and quickly opened his laptop. He explained various things, saying he had already created an ID to access the National Tax Service. Excitement was evident in his voice.
The day of decision has come.
It was a day when Summer’s quite amusing toy was going to break.
The play created by geniuses was undeniably perfect. In just three days, Jihyun Jung would lose everything. It was a well-prepared and sturdy trap.
Clever tax evasion using group insurance and embezzlement by diverting corporate funds.
There were two major charges, but upon closer examination, there were various other petty illegal activities.
Moreover, there was evidence that Jihyun Jung had been consistently meddling with corporate funds even before Taeseok embezzled 5 billion. Upon closer inspection, Jihyun Jung had been managing the business quite messily.
Moon Sung-hoon neatly organized all this information and reported it to the National Tax Service.
“Let’s go.”
Dressed in a limited edition luxury suit that perfectly fit his body, cufflinks that elevated his dignity, and a tie pin that came as a set, Taeseok stood in front of the mirror.
A man like a sculpture stood before him. With a somewhat arrogant and dry gaze, he looked like an emperor from the medieval era.
An emperor dreaming of revenge.
“Revenge.”
Taeseok echoed the word, lifting his head with a smile mixed with self-mockery.
It was an emotion that couldn’t be simply defined. Thinking of the bad deeds Jihyun Jung had committed, the word ‘revenge’ sounded too plain. Taeseok wanted to give her a punishment beyond that.
“I thought I lived considering only the loss of Seo Taeseok, but Seo Taeseok was my everything. In the end, I lost everything.”
A calm voice that clawed at the heart.
The dry tone, more painful than speaking while crying, came to mind. The time Summer lost was ultimately agony for Taeseok.
The happiness they could have given each other was like a river that flowed away, never to be picked up again.
“You should also try losing everything once. Especially to the person you love the most. It’s incomparably desperate.”
Gangnam Mo Studio.
The sky was cloudy.
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
