When Jianne mentioned that it’s not a big deal that she can’t cry, Danwoo and Hajoon answered simultaneously.
“I wish she would cry a bit.”
“So cry then.”
“I’m thinking of going to the hospital. I don’t want to sit here looking like I’m dying, thinking Dad might be watching somewhere. …It’s awkward, so let’s each go back to what we were doing. I’ll figure out how to eat on my own.”
Jianne concluded the matter and closed her mouth again. However, under the continuous gaze of the two men who didn’t leave their seats until the end, Jianne had no choice but to empty the funeral bowl.
After finishing the funeral, the morning of the start of the condolences.
Hajoon was receiving a call from the office manager when Soumin and Yujin entered the funeral home and noticed Hajoon, stopping in their tracks.
He pointed to the phone he had against his ear, indicating they should wait for a moment.
After Hajoon hung up the call, Soumin urgently opened her mouth.
“Dad said he’s fixing the country house and suggested we go together when spring comes.”
Hajoon, who received a call from Soumin last night, informed Yujin that Jianne didn’t know about Jayoon’s illness and conveyed the sudden news of the funeral.
“It’s as I told you yesterday. Go in. …Oh! Jianne can’t cry.”
Surprised, Soumin and Yujin sighed at the same time.
“And, she’s calmly doing her job diligently.”
In place of Jianne, who frequently burst into tears, Soumin and Yujin were observing her as she gracefully fulfilled her role.
“When I became a licensed lawyer, what did she cry so hard for? Now, she can’t cry?”
“She can’t.”
Yujin asked once again if it was true and moved on with a worried expression. Then they encountered Danwoo and Taeyoon.
Danwoo remembered her from the large bookstore and nodded his head respectfully.
Yujin, who turned her stopped steps back to Hajoon, asked,
“Isn’t that Udannu CEO? Why did the CEO come to the funeral of a contract worker’s father?”
“Ask Jianne directly later.”
“Really? I guess so.”
As Soumin and Yujin entered the memorial hall, Jianne’s eyes widened at their early condolences.
Jianne, who was trying to greet them forcibly, awkwardly twisted her expression and barely opened her mouth.
“Did you come?”
After finishing the ritual, Soumin bowed her head to Eunji and Jennis and pulled Jianne into her arms, embracing her with compassion.
“What should we do, our Jianne? Why does this happen to you? It’s so sad.”
“Right. Why does this happen to you!”
Jennis looked at Jianne, who was being embraced by Soumin and Yujin, with envious eyes.
‘There’s a friend who embraces you without hesitation out of genuine concern. Our Jianne has lived well.’
When Eunji let out a fake cough, Jennis grabbed her arm. Seeing Jianne leaving the funeral with her friends, she said,
“Looks like Jianne is dearly loved by her friends. I shouldn’t be interested in that. …Let’s sit down when the mourners gather.”
Entering the reception room, Jianne spotted Danwoo and raised her eyes for a moment. Danwoo nodded slightly and lowered his gaze to the tablet.
Yujin glanced at Danwoo briefly and was about to ask what happened, but she closed her mouth. She thought it wasn’t necessary to pry into matters that she already knew about since they met in Jeju.
Seeing Jianne offering a spoon, Yujin nodded to her.
“I already ate. Hajoon must be busy; take him with you. Everyone seems overly concerned about my affairs, and it bothers me.”
“What’s there to take him for? Yoon Byeoni will handle it. Besides, it can’t be that Hajoon gets involved in your work.”
“That’s my point. I’m not going, and I’m just standing around like this.”
Jianne always disliked the way those words sounded, as if she needed Hajoon to take care of her.
How hard she tried not to become an inconvenient person. Yet, the name still stuck.
To erase those words, she had no choice but to live even more diligently.
In a moment of contemplating Jianne’s bitterness, Hajoon and his parents entered. When Hajoon’s mother, Yeonwoo, saw Jianne, she approached and called her.
“Jianne.”
“Mom.”
Yeonwoo grabbed Jianne’s hand with a worried expression, and she brushed her arm as she continued holding Jianne’s arm.
“How is our Jianne? What happened? Are you okay?”
“…Yes.”
“I don’t know how much I’ve worried all night. Hajoon says you’re okay, but human hearts are not always that simple.”
“Dad, I wanted to send him off nicely.”
“That’s right. It has to be like that. Admirable.”
Yeonwoo continuously brushed Jianne’s back, which she had worried about all night.
It seemed that Jianne was handling Jayoon’s death gracefully, but Jianne knew that she couldn’t describe her state as graceful.
Her heart was choked up, and she felt like crying, but tears didn’t flow. It seemed like she wasn’t holding back but rather had difficulty expressing emotions due to the shock.
But it wasn’t a big problem for now, so she kept her mouth shut in front of others.
Danwoo held Jianne’s hand and observed from a distance the pitiful sight of Yeonwoo brushing away Jianne’s arm.
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
