Mothers Sacrifice 25

Chapter 25 – Episode 25 – Meeting With Jang Tae-Ju (1)

Taejoo Jang wants to meet me? Why? I’ve never even said hello to this guy until now. But I was also curious about what he would talk about, and more than anything, getting close to that guy was the key to this whole thing her mom and I were going through, so I had no reason not to meet. I said I would understand and followed the housemaster.

The room was, of course, on the 5th floor, the top floor. When I got off the elevator, I suddenly remembered something I had forgotten. According to Lee Ji-young, she said that her mother seems to be living with Jang Tae-joo. Could it be that mom is in the room? But soon those worries disappeared. Today is sunday. Mom would be dealing with another student in her room.

When the housemaster rang her bell, the door opened and a male student appeared. It was not Jang Tae-joo. But I knew who he was. It was a guy named Shinhyeon, the second-in-command of the group who always hung around with Taejoo Jang. This guy was also the successor to a large company ranked in the top 10 in the business world. He was a big man with a rugged face and short sports hair, who looked more like a judo athlete than an heir to a conglomerate.

“Ah, are you here? Come in. Thank you for your hard work, uncle.”

“Oh, nothing more. Then, I’ll just leave. Have a nice time.”

The housemaster bowed 90 degrees to her and walked away.

When I entered the room, my mouth dropped open. While Teacher Ahyeon and Auntie Mijeong’s room was like a small apartment, this one was like a room in a luxury hotel. First, it was spacious, but it seemed like it had two rooms with a high-end interior that looked expensive at first glance. Are these guys staying in a place like this? It couldn’t have been a place to stay at a pre-training academy where they would live for a year, but it was much more spacious than the apartment they bought with their parents’ life savings plus a loan.

When I entered, Hyeonmin went to the kitchen, and Taeju was sitting on a massage chair in the living room.

“Oh, you’re here. Sit down.”

Both were wearing comfortable training clothes. The guy got up, held a wine glass in his hand, came to me, smiled sadly, tapped my shoulder, and went to sit at the table. He is tall, easily over 180 cm, with a slim body, white face, and neat features. Ideal appearance, like a chaebol heir in a drama. I suddenly felt shriveled and sat down at the end of the table.

Hyeonmin asked, pouring wine into an empty glass.

“Do you drink a little?”

“Just in moderation…”

“How much do you drink?”

“About a bottle and a half of soju.”

Then Taeju intervened.

“Is there no soju here? It’s been a long time since I’ve had soju.”

“There are, but I don’t have any suitable snacks. I’ll just have wine today.”

It seemed like this was Hyeonmin’s room, not Taeju’s. The doors to both rooms were closed.

“I still crave soju.”

“Oh, really. Yes, I understand.”

Hyeonmin smiled as if he had no choice and took out soju from the refrigerator,

“Ma’am!”

When I called, one of the room doors opened and a woman wearing a maid uniform came out.

“Yes, did you call me?”

It was a face I had never seen before on the slave list. She was a woman who appeared to be in her mid-30s, similar to Teacher Ahyeon, and like all the women here, she was quite beautiful.
“Make me some decent soju snacks. If I can do it quickly, I’ll have to drink soju even if this master dies.”

“I understand.”

The lady politely bent down and started taking some of her food out of the refrigerator.

“You’re Wonjoong, right? Do you know who we are?”

Taeju asked.

“Well, at least the name…”

“I was bored because we always drank alone, so I invited him to have a drink. I also wanted to talk sometime.”

With me? Why? Probably because of my mom.

“Let’s have a drink first.”

Hyeonmin raised his glass and said. We toasted and drank wine. The first wine I ever drank was not as sweet as I thought.

“It’s a pretty good wine. The price is reasonable.”

She said as Taeju shook the remaining wine in his glass. What is a reasonable price for these guys?

“Do you like wine?”

Hyeonmin asked me.

“Actually, it’s my first time drinking it.”

“Well, usually at our age, it’s soju and beer.”

Hyunmin nodded and said. Then Taeju spoke while holding the wine bottle.

“You can buy it and try it later. Don’t worry, it’s not that expensive. You can buy this for 20,000 won at the supermarket.”

“Twenty thousand won?”

I was drinking something that was surprisingly not expensive.

“Cheap things have their own taste.”

Taeju said with a grin. And Hyeonmin, who was listening, joined in.
“It’s always like that when the old man in my family drinks. Men should eat and enjoy everything. That way, they become numb to most things and become immune, so they aim for bigger things.”

“That’s true. But if I only drink wine, sometimes I crave soju too.”

Taeju looked at me and said that.

When the lady put down a few plates of snacks and a glass of soju, Hyunmin cracked open the soju and poured it into a glass.

“Is there anything else you need?”

The lady asked.

“No, go in and rest. I’ll call you later at night.”

“Yes, then enjoy your meal.”

The lady bowed her head with an expressionless expression the whole time and went back into her room.

“Who is he?”

I asked.

“I’m just a lady who cooks and does laundry.”

Hyeonmin answered like that and smiled,

“It’s very delicious. Wash it well.”

Then he giggled as if it was fun.

“Why are you being so shallow?”

Although he said that, Taeju was also smiling.

We had a few drinks while talking about various institutes, the college we wanted to go to, and our high school days. Surprisingly, even though they were heirs of a chaebol family, their conversations were not much different from those of my friends. I thought you were going to talk about stocks and affiliates and things like that. When the mood rose moderately, Taeju suddenly asked.

“But Wonjoong, you know roughly how things work here, right? Yoona said that?”

“Going back here, what do you mean?”

“Moms. You know what your mom is doing here, right?”

I didn’t know it would hit me so suddenly. I suddenly felt a little angry.

“Well, that’s right.”

I answered that and drank a glass of soju. After being quiet for a while, Hyeonmin opened his mouth.

“Isn’t that bitch Yoona so arrogant these days? Don’t you need some real education?”

“Well, he’s good at his job, so let’s just leave it at that for now. I need to give him some training, though.”

Are you teaching teacher Ahyeon? How?

“You said you were friends with Kim Se-hwan?”

“Yes.”

Why are you suddenly asking that?

“You just came back with Han Mi-jeong, right? She knows that Kim Se-hwan is her mother, right?”

“…”

“I heard that Kim Se-hwan was with Jeong In-ae last week. Don’t you guys talk about each other’s moms?”

“Why are you asking that?”

I suddenly got angry and asked back. The atmosphere suddenly became cold. The way Hyunmin looked at me was unusual. But Taeju laughed and patted my shoulder and said.

“I did it because I wanted to become friends. Why are you so angry? It’s because I want to become friends like you and Se-Hwan. I want to invite him over later and have a drink with him, but it would be awkward if we kept everything we know from each other without telling him, right?”

This guy’s expression and voice had a strange charm. If Hyunmin had said the same thing, I would have felt completely different. But when this guy said it, it somehow felt like it was right.

“Come on, let’s have a drink first.”

Hyeonmin raised his glass and said. We made a toast and drank soju.

“What do you think? Is it better to just hide it and not say anything, or is it better to talk about it openly?”

Taeju asked me. I fiddled with the soju glass for a moment and thought about it, then spoke to Taeju.

“Is it true that my mom lives with you?”

“Wow, you’re coming in straight?”

Hyunmin said with a smile. Taeju quietly looked into my eyes with a smiling expression and said.

“It’s not like we live together, but he usually stays in my room on weekday evenings.”

There was silence again. They both seemed to be waiting for me to say something, but had nothing to say. This guy revealed to me that I am fucking your mom every day. What can I say?

“I don’t know how you’ll feel when I say this, but it’s actually better for your mom if I stay with you. If you stay in your room on weekdays, teachers come and visit you, and other guys call you and do all sorts of things. There are times when you have to do things with other moms, and there are many men. “There are times when I have to do it with my partner. To be honest, there have been a few times when I’ve invited other women to join me, but I’ve never done it with other men, so most of the time, I just stay alone.”

Oh, I see. I drank another glass of soju. Hyunmin and Taeju also drank along. My body was slowly becoming intoxicated.

“Yes, it was spilled water anyway, and I already knew it all. At first, I was a little angry because he suddenly said it, but let’s just talk openly. Do you like talking to my mom?”

“Wow, one of the executives is the hottest!”

Hyunmin excitedly filled his glass. Taeju was smiling at me.

“She’s the best, your mom. I’m also someone who received an early education in this area, so I’ve tried all kinds of women of all ages, but I’ve never found a woman like Inae. That quality is truly rare at that age.”

“Don’t you like younger women?”

“No, I don’t like women who are thinner in their older years, but if they have the same quality, I like them better. First, there is mental pleasure. I can do whatever I want with a woman who is similar in age to my mother.”

Then Hyeonmin, who was listening, joined in.

“Your mother has good flesh. She’s soft, but she’s plump and full in all the right places. She’s got that little boob that’s shaking.”

Hyeonmin seemed excited while imagining things.

“I like the butt better than the breasts, but I really like the breasts. They’re big and have a pretty shape. But I also like the face and the hair. That straight face is especially pretty when it’s slightly frowned.”

The two were excited and commented on my mother’s body. Just two months ago, I could never have imagined that I would be talking about her mom’s body like this over drinks with friends. As I listened to the two of them talking, my crotch suddenly became bulging.