The group whose takeover and accompanying compensation worth billions had been instantly rejected by Seo Ha’s mother upon Chairman Ryu’s direct proposal.
Puzzle pieces fit together one by one in Seo Ha’s throbbing head.
Why had Kyung Joon come out alone from the empty CEO’s office when they first met? Why had he stopped Seo Ha from entering and waiting?
Why had the secretary, who had been assisting CEO Kang for a lifetime, suddenly resigned, citing “just wanting to rest” as a reason, and introduced a successor before leaving?
Seo Ha hurriedly went home with her phone and bag in hand. She opened her laptop and thoroughly searched for Chairman Ryu’s family relationships. Among his three sons, each managing a business, there was no Ryu Kyung Joon. They didn’t resemble each other, and he was much older.
Wait. Much older?
“He said you’re not even worth your brothers’ toenail dirt…”
Seo Ha, who was staring at the monitor with narrowed eyes, changed the search term.
[Taeyang Group Illegitimate Child]A few lousy stock market tabloids appeared. They were cheap online articles plastered with ads that made them difficult to read properly.
But Seo Ha knew. When it came to the private lives of celebrities, the accuracy of those stock market tabloids was on par with South Korea’s archery athletes.
“He was a spy. Ryu Kyung Joon!”
It was an incredible incident. There was no doubt that he infiltrated the CEO’s office with an innocent face, trying to find a weakness and sell Kang Yoon to the Taeyang Group.
Seo Ha hurriedly called her mother. The signal was going through, but the call wasn’t connecting.
I have to go home.
Seo Ha closed her laptop, rushed out, and hurriedly started her car to exit the underground parking lot.
That’s when it happened.
“Kyaa!”
Just as she was about to speed up, a woman suddenly jumped in front of the car. Seo Ha reflexively slammed on the brakes, her body flung forward, hitting her head on the steering wheel.
“What, what is this…?”
Raising her head, Seo Ha unknowingly held her breath.
The woman was staring fiercely through the heavily tinted windshield, gripping a brick in her hand.
Yes. It was a brick. A sharp brick with three holes, in a dark red color resembling dried bloodstains.
Her long hair blew in the wind, covering her pale face. The woman’s pupils, extinguished like a broken streetlight, seemed to be staring straight at Seo Ha. The fear that the brick would shatter the glass and fly towards her any moment engulfed Seo Ha.
“What, what, what is this? Why is she doing that?”
She shouldn’t get out of the car. Seo Ha desperately hoped that the woman would move away or a security guard would come running, and she honked the horn as hard as she could.
At that moment.
Vroooom!
With a tremendous engine noise, a flash of light burst from the side window.
Crash!
There was no time to avoid it. The car, struck with an enormous impact, crumpled like tinfoil and was flung away.
It was Yoon Seo Ha’s last memory.
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
