Eun Chae hesitated momentarily, feeling as if Jinseong had heard her thoughts, but she responded nonchalantly.
“Yes?”
“Were you uncomfortable with me? You didn’t say a word during the meal and just left.”
Was he aware of his impact or not?
The conversation during the meal was strictly between the two of them, and her leaving was simply because she had finished eating.
Eun Chae slightly furrowed her eyebrows, replying somewhat stiffly.
“Not at all. Why?”
“I just thought you left in a hurry. I told Chairman Song I wanted to talk with you and came out.”
Why he was telling her this, or what he wanted to discuss, Eun Chae didn’t know nor want to know. As she was figuring out what to say, Jinseong looked around and faintly smiled.
“Your house is nice. Have you always lived like this?”
Not understanding his point, Eun Chae raised an eyebrow.
“What do you mean, ‘like this’?”
“Without worries, affluent, and comfortable.”
“Yes, well. Haven’t you lived the same way?”
Eun Chae knew that even if Park Moosung had been bedridden, Jinseong wouldn’t have lacked anything. Recalling that Jinseong hadn’t always been under Park Moosung’s care, she paused.
Jinseong, smiling ambiguously, looked around once more.
“The garden is extensive. Can you show me around? Oh, are you busy?”
“I have something to do now. Sorry.”
As Eun Chae politely declined with a smile, Jinseong didn’t insist further and nodded slightly before turning away. Eun Chae watched his retreating figure before entering the greenhouse.
“Was he always greeted with such a smile?”
Kwon Ki Joo stepped forward from beside a large pot next to the door. He scanned Eun Chae’s surprised face.
“It didn’t seem like it before.”
Swallowing her surprise, Eun Chae looked up at Ki Joo and asked softly.
“How long have you been here?”
“I was nearby and saw you come out, so I thought you might come here.”
“Ah…”
“If you had gone to show him the house, I might have had to leave.”
Ki Joo’s voice dropped as he touched her chin, indicating his barely contained irritation.
“Don’t get too close to him.”
He was serious when he said this. Eun Chae blinked in confusion before chuckling.
“Are you openly showing jealousy now?”
As she spoke, voices came from outside. Listening closely, it was Chairman Song and Jinseong. It seemed the chairman had finished his meal and come out too.
Eun Chae froze momentarily and looked outside. Ki Joo, observing her, took her hand and led her deeper inside. Pushing through the intermingled green leaves, he pulled her into his embrace.
“They won’t come here.”
The place had been restored after he had ordered its removal, so Chairman Song, who despised it, wouldn’t set foot there. And since he had also banned the housekeeper, an incident had occurred.
Eun Chae knew this but couldn’t help feeling tense. She was anxious about possibly hindering Ki Joo’s work, given the secrecy of his profession. Not wanting to cause any unnecessary trouble, she relaxed in his arms.
Releasing a small sigh, Eun Chae said,
“That’s right.”
“Are you that scared?”
“More like, I don’t want to be a nuisance.”
Ki Joo looked down at the top of her head for a long time before speaking.
“Do you really believe what I do?”
Eun Chae, after a moment of silence and casting her gaze downward, slowly looked up to meet his eyes.
“I believe you, I do.”
Her voice was calm as she responded.
“You only asked me to believe that you liked me, but the moment I believed that, I also…”
“…….”
“…also, whatever you say, I can’t help but believe.”
“…….”
“If you lied, using the nation as an excuse, and planned to betray me, then it’s my fault for trusting Kwon Ki Joo again.”
“…….”
“So, you can just laugh at me for being foolish and walk away.”
Ki Joo’s eyes trailed over Eun Chae’s forehead, nose, lips, round chin, and stopped at the white hand placed on his chest. For a moment, it felt like his ears were deaf and his vision blacked out, except for Song Eun Chae.
The woman who became his life was this person. His heart ached, a mix of pain and a desire to give her everything.
But since his everything was her, he wished to tear out his heart and place it in her delicate hands, if only to prove his sincerity.
“….Black agents don’t have anything that can specify their identity. If exposed, it’s over.”
Struggling to speak through a constricted throat, Ki Joo gently touched Eun Chae’s cheek with the back of his hand and fingers.
“Despite that, I want to give you trust in my words.”
“How?”
“I’ll show you, soon.”
Eun Chae’s eyes, filled with anxiety and tremors, blinked slowly.
“You don’t have to go to such lengths to show me. You’re not supposed to tell me these things anyway, right?”
Ki Joo lowered his hand to softly encircle Eun Chae’s neck.
“You said how can someone promiscuous work with the nation. You didn’t believe me.”
With a faint blush on her cheeks at the end of his laughter, Eun Chae retorted sharply.
“I still think that.”
Then, lifting her sparkling eyes to him, she spoke in a calm voice.
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
