Quick Transmigration: Homewrecker System!

"J'”Junho, do you think I look bad?" Kibum asked. He looked at himself in the mirror. He had waxed hair according to the classic slick-back hairstyle and wore a tuxedo that he bought with his own saving, even though Junho offered to buy him a new tuxedo. He also had a bouquet of flowers for Mrs. Jeon.

Junho thought that Kibum overdressed because he only wore a casual suit. But Kibum was stubborn and kept saying that Madam Jeon would see him as unworthy of her son. Junho only thought that it was so cute, so he let it be.

"You look good, my mom will be happy to see you," Junho tried to appease nervous Kibum.

[Aww'¦ look at Kibum. He is so nervous about this meeting with his future mother-in-law. It's so cute.]

[Pupa: Are you not scared at all?]

[By what?]

[Pupa: Your mother asked your boyfriend to come after one week, who knows did she do in that span of that time.]

[Eehh'¦ but Junho is a powerful man, and the wealth and power of Jeon Group and family is in his hand. Junho's mom might be a well-respected elder, but the decision is still in my hand. The best she can do is trying to intimidate me with Xiaojun and Aunty Feng.]

[Pupa:'¦ sometimes, I really wish you have less confidence.]

***

Junho and Kibum arrived in Jeon mansion. Kibum would usually come here every weekday for work, but this time, the atmosphere was heavier than usual. Many black suit bodyguards were standing at the gate. And when the car stopped in front of the main door, the bodyguards opened the car door for Junho.

Junho came out of the car first, and then he reached out his hand for Kibum, "Let's go."

Kibum was wiping the cold sweat on his palm when he saw the smile on Junho's face. He stopped for a moment and gulped. He reached out Junho's hand, and they walked side by side.Â

When they entered the main hall, they saw a woman in her mid fifty. She stood elegantly with a blue dress, crossed her arm with a frown on her face. There was a woman around the same age with a red dress beside her, a young man with a checkered sleeveless sweater.Â

[System, the one in blue dress is my mom, right?]

[Pupa: Yes.]

[Then, I assume that the ahjumma in red dress is Aunty Feng and my cousin, Feng Xiaojun. So, Feng Xiaojun is half Chinese-half Korean?]

Pupa affirmed again. Yunyu took few glances at Feng Xiaojun. The man's appearance had quite the similarity to Junho, other than his eyes and height. Feng Xiaojun was about five centimeters taller than Junho.Â

[Hm'¦ he is gay.]

[Pupa: What?! How did you know? I haven't told you anything!]

[Hehe, that's what we call as gaydar, comrade sense, the radar to sense inner fabulousness.]Â

Junho smiled in front of his mother, then he lowered his head, "Mom, Aunty Feng, Xiaojun, have you been waiting long?"

Mother Jeon didn't reply and kept glaring at Kibum. Kibum smiled awkwardly and lowered his head, "Ah, yes, this is Kim Kibum, my secretary and also my new lover."Â

"M'”My name is Kim Kibum, madam, a pleasure to meet you," Kibum lowered his head and presented the bouquet in his hand, "This is for you, madam."

Mrs. Jeon glanced at Kibum, then she treated him like air, "Junho, let's sit and talk about this."

Kibum raised his head a bit and found that he had been ignored. He looked lost.Â

'This old woman dares to ignore us like this, what the heck! This bouquet is expensive for us!' Taewoo complained inside Kibum's head.Â

Junho rubbed Kibum's hair and pulled him together to sit face to face with Madam Jeon, Aunty Feng, and Xiaojun. Madam Jeon's eyes were unpleasant, but she still said nothing. However, she signaled her sister, Aunty Feng, to speak first. But then, Aunty Feng signaled her son to open the conversation.Â

The scene was funny in Junho's eyes. But nerve-wracking for Kibum.

Xiaojun awkwardly opened the conversation, "A'”Ah, brother Jun, long time no see'¦"

"It's been a while, XiaoXiao. It's rare for you to come. What are you doing nowadays?" Junho smiled. XiaoXiao was Junho's darling name for his beloved cousin, whom he considered as his little brother.Â

Xiaojun blushed slightly, he nodded his head, "A'”Ah, I'm busy with work'”"

Aunty Feng suddenly interrupted Xiaojun and took over the conversation, "Aiya, our Xiaojun is not only busy with work, but he is also busy having a date with his GIRLFRIEND."

"E'”Eh'¦ about that'¦" Xiaojun tried to interfere with his mumble, but he was ignored.

Junho raised his brows, "Oh? Girlfriend? I don't know that."

"Yes! Xiaojun has a new GIRLFRIEND, who is also his new secretary. Her name is Shi Qiang. They have been going well together. Who knows they might marry soon," Aunty Feng said.Â

[Puahahaha! Oh god, I'm trying hard not to laugh in front of them. Xiaojun is definitely a homo-homo cut sleeve. Who is this Shi Qiang, pretend girlfriend?]

[Pupa:'¦ You actually guessed that right. Feng Xiaojun is a closeted gay who is a hardcore fudanshi. Shi Qiang is his new secretary, who is also a hardcore fujoshi. She agrees to help Xiaojun cover his sexuality until Xiaojun is brave enough to come out of the closet.]

[Eeehh'¦ how do you know this information? It's not written in the world background.]

[Pupa: Well, there is a novel called Mr. CEO secretly reads BL! It's a novel about Xiaojun's daily life and his search for his true love'¦ well, mostly about his everyday life. It's a good novel written by the same author of our fourth world, Gardenia of Blooming Desire. You should check it out.]

['¦ why are you advertising this to me? You know I have a trauma with that spicy chicken author and his wacky writing.]

[Pupa:'¦ I'm a big fan of his works.]

Junho chuckled leisurely, "I see, good for him."

Madam Jeon got annoyed by her son's nonchalant attitude, "Yes, good for our Xiaojun, but how about you, Junho?"

"Hm? I have my future spouse with me today," Junho replied.

"Well, Xiaojun's spouse is a GIRL, and she will bear Xiaojun's child in the future. But how about our Jeon Group? What would happen if my only son marries a man? Oh god, why do you give a curse upon my only son!" Madam Jeon took her handkerchief and wiped the fake tears on her eyes.

[Yeah, mom, that will not work.]

Junho tilted his head, nonchalant about the problem, "We can just take a son from branch family and raise it as our own."

"H'”How could this be?! How could you be so nonchalant, Jeon Junho!" Madam Jeon realized that fake tears wouldn't shake her son at all. She shifted her attention at Kibum, who was silent the whole time;

"What kind of black magic charm you put on my son? He is a good son before you come!" Madam Jeon was fuming. Aunty Feng tried to calm her sister down, "Sister, it's no use to get angry at our Junho. Maybe he is blinded because he hasn't seen a good woman for so long."

Madam Jeon took a deep breath, but she glared at Junho again, "Your aunt is right. You are just confused because you've been busy for so long. That is why I asked your childhood friend when we lived in America back then."

Madam Jeon cleared her throat and called someone who had been waiting inside a guest room, "Regina, come in."