-No, just… How about you over there? Did things go well?
“Yeah. Very well.”
While she was answering, Soyeon, with the phone pressed to her ear, finished the conversation with a slight smile.
“More than anything, Mr. Seojun’s parents really like Hyunwoo.”
-Wow! That’s a relief… Oh!
“Why? What’s wrong?”
This time it was clear. A man’s voice saying ‘Come here’ and Doshun’s hushed voice saying ‘Shh! Be quiet.’
“By any chance… are you with the CEO right now?”
-Yeah.
“Oh, I see. Anyway, I’ll explain the details when I return home after finishing my work.”
-Sure. Finish your work and come back.
“Yeah.”
Soyeon ended the call discreetly with a grin.
“I guess I disturbed your private time by calling.”
“Looks like your work is going well too.”
Seojun, roughly understanding what she was talking about, also smiled like Soyeon.
Hyunwoo suddenly hid his body.
“Ugh…!”
As soon as he returned from kindergarten, he saw his mom and a tall man walking in the garden.
At other times, he would have run to his mom and hugged her without fail, but this time, something was strange. Hiding behind a pillar, Hyunwoo only peeked out his eyes, keeping an eye on his mom.
At this moment, Jessica, who was approaching from behind, asked in a whisper-like voice as she rounded her small body.
“Why doesn’t Hyunwoo go to his mom?”
“Hush! The Devil!”
“The Devil?”
“Yes, king of the devil!”
It seemed like Hyunwoo knew Seojun only as a devil he had seen in a drama.
The early thirties babysitter had blue eyes and blond hair. However, although the Korean foster mother was less fluent, Jessica, being Korean, spoke Korean quite well.
With a laugh, she asked, “Oh, the king of the devil?”
“Yes!”
The brief response made Hyunwoo wrinkle his little nose.
“Mom is in danger!”
“Really?”
The voice speaking in a crawling manner had a more serious expression than ever before. He needed to rescue his mom from the devil, but there seemed to be no way, making him look anxious. His serious demeanor was so adorable that it made you want to squeeze him tight, but it was impossible.
Jessica shouted loudly towards Soyeon and Seojun, “Excuse me! Hyunwoo, he’s here!”
“Eek! I’m caught!”
Dadadada, Hyunwoo started running away with a running-like stride, and Seojun, with his tall stature and unusually long legs, quickly caught up with the child. Swiftly, Seojun lifted Hyunwoo into the air as if throwing him high into the sky.
“Kyaa!”
The child, suspended in the air, wiggled around before eventually tightly wrapping around Seojun’s neck.
“Why are you running away?”
“Hehe, there’s a scary devil on TV, Mister!”
“Even like this, I look like a devil?”
Seojun adjusted Hyunwoo against his chest and laughed gently with a neat smile. To the child’s eyes, the charming and handsome Mister might be an angel, but he didn’t look like a devil at all.
“Then who is Mister?”
“Me?”
“Yeah.”
“Dad.”
“Oh, Dad?”
“Yeah, your Dad.”
“Hyunu… Dad?”
“Yeah, I’m Hyunwoo’s Dad.”
“…….”
For a while, Hyunwoo just stared at Seojun’s face. And before you knew it, his serious expression gradually brightened.
Soon, when the child smiled brightly, Seojun also smiled even more broadly.
They were facing each other, smiling with similar faces.
It was the first meeting between father and son.
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
