A day in the life of Soul E&M’s CEO was busy. Waking up to the alarm, Seol Ji-o, with sleepy eyes, looked at his wife, who was sound asleep next to him. Finding her closed eyes adorable, he gently brushed his wife’s hair and carefully slipped out of bed.
Walking into the kitchen, the first thing he picked up was an apron. Skillfully tying the apron around his waist, he took out the ingredients prepared the night before from the refrigerator and quickly boiled a simple soup. While cooking a rolled omelet, our household’s most powerful princess, who had woken up, hung on his leg.
“Daddy!”
“Yeah, Princess. Did you sleep well?”
Setting aside the cooking utensils, he lifted the child with both hands. The child, seeming excited, burst into a sunny laughter.
“Daddy! Did Daddy sleep well too?”
“Yeah. Did we both sleep well?”
“We both slept well!”
His daughter, Ha-na, who resembled both him and Yeowoon, was already growing into a lovely child. Her features, neatly arranged on her white skin like snow, were doll-like. Add to that her finishing move, a killer smile that melted everyone away.
Sometimes, Seol Ji-o seriously pondered if he had given birth to an angel. Of course, those who heard it found it absurd.
“Hana, I’ll give you breakfast. Sit here.”
Seol Ji-o, placing the child in her designated chair next to the dining table, swiftly prepared breakfast for her.
“Let’s eat. Hana, ah [dash].”
After feeding Hana and dressing her in pretty clothes before sending her off to daycare, Seol, the representative, sighed.
Pouring a cup of coffee in the quiet house, he turned on the work tablet to check today’s schedule. As the company’s representative, he had relatively flexible working hours, and during busy times like now when Yeowoon was filming, he preferred working from home.
While checking emails and carefully reviewing an investment proposal that came in, the bedroom door slid open.
Yeowoon, as if not fully awake yet, walked leisurely toward him, reaching even the spot where she was sitting. Approaching him like a koala, she made a sound of relief when her back touched him.
“Ji-o.”
Pressed against his back like a cicada, Yeowoon made a moaning sound.
“My whole body hurts.”
“Did you shoot a wire scene again?”
Nodding.
Lately, she had been filming an action movie, and every day she made sounds of pain.
Seol Ji-o moved toward the sofa with Yeowoon still clinging to his back. After seating her, he reached out and started massaging her shoulders and back.
“How late do you have to shoot today?”
“I’ll be done by 10.”
“Is it tight? You need to get ready quickly.”
“Yeah. What about Hana?”
“She’s at daycare.”
“I couldn’t see our daughter’s face because I woke up late? Bad mom.”
“You finished shooting late yesterday. I took good care of Hana, so don’t worry.”
Yeowoon, who nodded, turned around to hug Seol Ji-o.
“Thank you, Ji-o.”
Seol Ji-o hugged her back, patting her back.
“When this project is over, let’s take a break. Go on a trip.”
“Yeah. Sounds good.”
“Do you want something to eat? Shall I prepare while you take a shower?”
With her question, Yeowoon lowered her head while embracing him.
“I don’t want to eat. I just want to stay like this.”
Thanks to his wife, who preferred his embrace over breakfast, a smile spread across his face.
Lately, due to Yeowoon’s busy schedule, there was not enough time to share body warmth like this. Seol Ji-o thought to himself.
When giving Yeowoon the next project, he decided he would choose only the projects she didn’t want to do.
Yeowoon was unaware, but, in fact, Seol Ji-o’s influence extended to her project decisions.
It was possible because Yeowoon was an actor under the company Seol Ji-o had established.
He always presented Yeowoon with projects he had initially selected. The criterion was clear, just one thing.
‘It won’t be a romance.’
So, the scripts that reached Yeowoon mostly consisted of action, crime thrillers, and professional works.
Romance was nowhere to be found, even if you washed your eyes and searched.
Yeowoon sometimes felt disappointed, thinking that she had become an actress unsuitable for romance. However, Seol Ji-o couldn’t honestly tell her the truth.
In fact, romance scripts consistently reached her.
Romance with a younger man, office romance, full-fledged historical romance, and so on…
But those scripts never reached her. Seol Ji-o couldn’t bear to see Yeowoon filming a romance with another man even if he died.
Thanks to that, Yeowoon had to go shoot another action movie today without any romance.
“Oh, I should shower now.”
As if reluctantly, Yeowoon separated from his embrace. Seol Ji-o gently raised her up.
“Take care. Don’t get hurt.”
“Yeah.”
After Yeowoon left for the shoot, Seol Ji-o also changed his clothes and went to the company.
SOUL E&M, where he served as the CEO, primarily focused on entertainment business and film production and investment.
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
