[B1-BL] Quick Transmigration : Homewrecker System

Shades of Gay 6.19

"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.

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.

[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.

[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.]

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