Chapter 137 – Can I Fuck Your Mother? (7)
“Ah, that’s right. You said you signed a real estate contract at the building Hoyoung introduced you to?”
“Yes yes… “
“Yeah~ The person who owns the building, Park Ji-soo, seems to be close with Ho-young. Isn’t an acquaintance more trustworthy than signing a contract with someone you don’t even know?”
“That… Yes.”
Certainly, I bought blue chip stocks at a cheap price, but I feel uncomfortable for some reason.
Although it must be a good place with a floating population overflowing.
“And dog poop? I also met a doctor called, and when I told him about you, he showed interest. You graduated from medical school in the United States, so you don’t have many connections in the Korean medical world. I’ll give you the contact number for Mr. Gae Dung, so make sure to eat noodles.”
“… All right.”
Everything her mother said made sense, leaving no room for refutation.
To open a hospital in Korea, you need good real estate, and it is safer to sign a contract with someone you know.
Of course, getting to know a famous doctor like dog shit is a huge benefit.
It is rather something I want to ask from this side to have a personal connection with a big person whose name is often mentioned in academic journals.
But why?
The tickle in my throat feels very uncomfortable.
Probably that too
It must be because of the shadow of Kim Ho-young, who is nestled behind all these merits.
“Mom… “
“Huh? Why?”
“There he… How did you get to know Mr. Gaeddung?”
I asked, recalling the image of a dog poop who revived her mother, who was about to suffocate while doing her deep throat, with her Heimlich method. Oh Jeong-yeon chewed on her seasoned squid and answered indifferently.
“Oh that? I attended a party held by the wife of the president of a conglomerate that my mother knows, and there was also a dog dung teacher there. As we chatted over a glass of wine, she seemed to have a good conversation and showed interest in you.”
“… “
Whopper.
Unlike her mother, who casually put her side dishes in her mouth, Kim Min-jae never had an appetite. He put down the cutlery and was looking down at the ground, not the table.
“… What is your wife’s name?”
“Seo Jeong-hee.”
“Yes?’
Unexpectedly, without hesitation, the answer came out right away, and Kim Min-jae was rather taken aback.
“What are you playing with? My wife’s name is Seo Jeong-hee.”
“Really? No, but… Excuse me… “
“Why are you doing that? You’re the wife of the shabu-shabu group. Don’t you know She is now divorced from her husband, but her daughter Na Yoon-ah took over the shabu-shabu group, and she is said to still have a great social influence as the mother of the chairman of a conglomerate. Will her mother introduce her later?”
“No… “
Shabu-shabu group is a blue-chip conglomerate that ranks in the top 10 in the business world.
Isn’t it a company that is growing rapidly with rumors circulating that someone is taking care of it recently?
As for Chairman Na Yoon-ah, she is a conglomerate often referred to on TV as “The young jockey of the financial world.”
With the name of a specific person popping out like this, you can’t help but doubt the validity of her mother.
No but
I can’t forget what happened in her video that I saw clearly with my own two eyes.
“Are things going well with Hoyoung Kim?”
“Hmm? Didn’t I tell you earlier? Ordinary—common.”
Normal?
As far as Kim Min-jae knows, it is not an ordinary romantic relationship to beg her boyfriend for a cock.
“Kim Ho-young, that guy, she wasn’t popular with real women in the past. She was bad at dealing with real women.”
“Hmm—is that so?”
A reaction that seems to be of little interest.
A mother who puts her eyes down and concentrates on her meal.
“How are you now? That child is said to be a maternal solo? Aren’t you afraid to hold a woman’s hand? She might not have kissed or had sex or anything like that.”
“I guess so.”
“Don’t you just stick to your mother? She just bothered to have sex and just said.”
“… What… Sometimes it is.”
She said with an annoyed look, as her mother recalled her younger boyfriend, her younger, flirting with her shoulders back.
“Still, as an older person, I have to be generous. Where would this mother’s pride stand if she flattered the child no matter how much he wanted it? Do you know If her mother takes away her pride, she’s a corpse?”
“… Of course… I know.”
“Ugh. You also have a lot of worries. I wonder if my mother would have been beaten by a kid like that?”
“When we meet… Even if she is that kind of guy, I can see her strengths and she might get better.”
Haha. What to look at her mom. She wants to give her heart to such a guy. She hasn’t lived alone all this time. Don’t you remember?”
She said trustingly as her mother tapped the back of Minjae’s nose with her finger.
“My mother is dating Kim Ho-yeong for my son’s sake. That guy, surprisingly, has a lot of connections here and there, so he’s trying to bring a rope that can help Min-jae.”
“Then… Does that mean she’s forcing Kim Ho-yeong to pretend to be her girlfriend and doing something that isn’t even in her mind?”
“Uh-yes it is. Now I understand her words.”
Around that time, Jeongyeon Oh’s rice bowl was empty.
Clearing her portion of the bowl, she casually leaves her seat.
Leaving her son her final request.
“It’s like that, so don’t keep worrying about it. What… Her friend and her mother are dating. I’m meeting you like a joke~ When the time comes, her mother will take care of it, so don’t worry!”
Kim Min-jae couldn’t argue with her mother as she patted her on the shoulder and went back to her room.
Instead, he went directly to his friend.
He tried to make another appointment, but this time his friend refused to come out, saying it was “Annoying”. He was told to come over if he needed anything, as he would give the address instead.
“This bastard is really fucking cheap. Shall I follow?”
Hearing the order from his friend to come and go made me feel bad, but I couldn’t help it now that the thirsty guy was digging a well. In the old days, we would have just spat out swear words and fight, but now that we are adults, we have to put up with it.
Kim Min-jae, who has no desire to know how many women want to meet Ho-young Kim, how much property he can give to see Ho-young Kim’s face, and how difficult it is to enter Ho-young Kim’s house, Kim Min-jae walks down the hill with a face full of displeasure. I moved my steps to the mansion.
He was weak enough to be nicknamed Gandhi, and his thighs trembled just by climbing a high hill. As the end of the hill approached, the view of the mansion became clearer, and Kim Min-jae’s jaw dropped wide at the magnificence.
‘Is this really Kim Ho-young’s house?’
A clear view of the expanse… In addition to the location conditions reminiscent of a lord’s castle in the Middle Ages, the tall cedar trees that cheerfully infringe on the right of sunlight to other houses created a sense of incongruity.
Expansion here. The richest village in Korea.
Did no one sanction Ho-Young Kim in a neighborhood where a large number of prominent entrepreneurs and former and current politicians live?
Excited, Kim Min-jae stood blankly, forgetting even the tiredness accumulated from climbing the hill.
“—Are you Minjae Kim? He was waiting when he heard he was coming.”
“Oh… Poetry, Shia senior.”
“Come on, come inside.”
Isia, who had approached without her presence, bowed down like her butler and began to guide her guests. He had already heard that she had become a real doll, but when she saw that the person she admired in the past had fallen, Kim Min-jae’s heart fluttered.
“Sir Xia. Are you working here?”
“I’m sorry, but I’m just a real doll, so please refrain from calling me a senior.”
Without even turning her head, Isia answered.
She was obviously polite, but her voice was cold and determined.
She seemed to be doing something she just didn’t want to do because of her master’s orders…
It seemed that he was not interested in you, so he intended not to ask useless questions.
“Human life is a real mess. She was the heiress of a large corporation, the president of the entire school, and her face was also pretty, so she was a perfect senior, but now Kim Ho-young, who was the best in school, is living as a real doll. But if it’s your senior’s wealth, run away—oh.”
“One thing.”
I don’t even know where she got it, but before I knew it, Lee Shia was aiming her sword, and her real sword, at Kim Min-jae. The tip of her knife barely made contact with her throat.
“I should warn you, but the master said to lead you to your room when you come, but did not order you to answer stupid questions. You didn’t tell me how to guide her, so I thought it would be okay to stun her by striking her skull with the back of her sword and dragging her around. What do you think? Will you quietly follow me or will you ship it like an item?”
“… I will choose the former.”
“Okay.”
Isia puts away her sword and hurries forward again.
Min-jae Kim wiped the uvula, which still had the touch of iron, with the palm of his hand, and did not speak again, but Lee Si-ah, with his back turned, left a warning.
“Oh and. If you gossip about Master even a little in front of me, next time I’ll cut your throat without warning, so keep that in mind. The reason I just kept him alive is because he’s a friend of the master.”
I heard that even a person who was arrogant and proud when he was a human would transform into an obedient tool after being converted into a real doll, but in the case of Lee Si-ah, Kim Min-jae said that he looked at him inwardly.
Since Isia has a past where she harmed humans and was placed under a wanted order, she will not be able to do anything good by scratching her insides.
Kim Min-jae quietly walked into the living room.
“Ah—! Lose again!”
“How many years have you lost already?”
“It’s 17 consecutive losses, Hoyeong-ah.”
“I don’t get tired of it, but I lose.”
“What? One more, brother! Because I will win this time!”
“Hehe, you can’t help it, Hoyeong-ah. The smell fetish, perverted bitch, and you are different from yours, starting with your function as a creature.”
A happy time in the family… Should I say
The three of them were playing a soccer game, and her mother, Kim Hee-ae, unilaterally supported her son, and her sister, far from feeling sorry for her mother, she repeatedly hit home runs in front of the goal post and lost. If you observe closely, you can quickly notice that all of Kim Ji-won’s voices, which seem to be resentful, are lies.
She was thoroughly playing the entertainment game, deliberately conceding her win to her brother even when she could score her goal.
“Master. We have brought guests.”
“Oh—yes? Is Minjae here? Do you want to play too?”
Min-jae Kim, who has almost lost all of her Korean connections, is the only one she can call her current friend — Ho-young Kim innocently showed her gamepad and said, Even though Kim Min-jae was not in the mood for his stomach to boil.
“No. Not interested in the game I came today because I have something I want to ask you.”
“What do you want to ask? What?”
“What is that USB I gave you last time? Could that be real?”
“Ah… That? I just took it for fun. Why? Would you like more?”
