Chapter 145 – Can I Fuck Your Mother (15)
Height 178 and weight 46… Too small a physique for a man.
Gandhi was given the nickname Gandhi because of his cursed skeletal body, which does not show any masculinity even after washing your eyes.
It wasn’t popular in Korea, but in the US, it’s so bad.
Trying to solve loneliness in a foreign country with money was the beginning of the problem.
If you don’t spend money, women won’t even look at you.
It was common for him to be mistaken for a patient while wandering around the hospital, and his bare ribs became a joke among his colleagues that definitely refreshed the boring atmosphere.
But how can you spend your bloody youth alone?
Unable to endure frequent teasing and contempt, Kim Min-jae tried prostitution out of curiosity and lust.
The person who came to mind was Kim Ho-young, who was trying to steal the name of an easy-going person in case he would be found out.
He met a woman by impersonating a friend as a minimum safety device… In his first transaction, he was discovered by the police, was booked and cut off at the hospital.
Fortunately, she returned to Korea without being caught by her mother, giving reasons such as missing her hometown.
If it were here, rumors wouldn’t have spread, and I thought there would be no problem if I secretly opened my business and lived quietly… Damn.
I could never have thought stealing the name of ‘the son of a bitch’ would cause such a great tragedy.
How would you know
“Which do you prefer, the neungji cham-hyung or the geoyeol-hyung?”
The death penalty is already confirmed, and it seems that they are thinking about the method.
“For a moment… Surely that’s what I did wrong. I did prostitution in the name of a friend. Still, there was no damage to Kim Ho-young, right?”
“It wasn’t enough to secretly steal Hoyoung’s name, so without a single word of apology, brazenly arrogant in front of Hoyoung, and selling her mother for money, but I was really pissed off that Oh Jeongyeon had sex with Hoyoung. You even punched and there was no damage?”
Park Ji-soo’s clumsy murder made the fake doctor shut up.
Heavy air enveloped the director’s office, and silence ensued.
Kim Min-jae swallowed dry saliva and barely opened his mouth.
“Everything, what does it have to do with you? What are you doing with Kim Ho-young, are you angry?”
“Nothing in particular.”
“To?”
A surprisingly clear answer came back.
Park Ji-soo’s expression was cool and smooth.
“Not a friend, of course not a lover, not an alumni, not a neighbor, if you have to say, the kind of relationship where an assassination attempt failed.”
“Assassination?”
Park Ji-soo stomped his feet alone and played a light joke.
She had a vague expression on her face as she recalled her immature days.
“Okay… So I can’t say they’re really good friends. You can’t get really close like Hee-ae or her Ji-won. It’s different from cases like Himeko and Bianca, who are overwhelmingly talented, or like Lee Si-ah and Oh Jeong-yeon, who are attached to each other because they know each other.”
The laughter that leaked out was a mockery directed at himself.
“I also have the awareness that I am a supporting character. Because the result of desperately putting my head into it was to establish a company and make effective use of my relationship with Hoyoung. Now I’m being used as an errand boy to take on troublesome tasks, but it’s better than being forgotten.”
“What are you talking about… “
“You don’t have to understand. You just need to know this.”
Park Ji-soo handed over a document with a solemn expression and said.
“The life of a woman caught in Hoyoung’s spell ends there. No one can ever escape To be honest, I live for the fun of making money right now, but if Hoyoung asked me to give up all my possessions, I would give it up without hesitation for even a second. Without any conditions? I love my parents, but if Hoyoung tells me to kill them, I will kill them with a knife. That’s who we are More than a job, Mr. Hoyoung. More than family, Hoyoung. What… As a man, you might find it difficult to understand.”
“No… What is this?”
Kim Min-jae asked back, not reacting to Park Ji-soo’s words.
His eyes were fixed on the papers and did not know how to leave.
Not even that.
Because the content was so stimulating.
「Affidavit of renunciation of birth mother」
“I, Kim Min-jae, will completely sever the ties between mother and son with Oh Jeong-yeon and admit that I will become a person with no one to know in the past, present, and future.”
(Signature) signature
“No fucking kidding! There’s no way you’re signing papers like this!”
Of course, he crumpled up and threw it away.
A lump of paper hit Park Ji-soo on the cheek and fell to the ground.
“Eggu… I have a weak constitution, but I have a bad temper. I heard you were beaten by Hoyoung?”
“Okay! That’s why you give and take one and you’re a teacher! There is no reason to be resentful of you guys!”
“Are you hitting the same as Hoyeong-nim’s hitting?”
“What is different!”
“Hoyeong-nim can hit anyone whenever he pleases, but on the contrary, if he hits Hoyeong-nim, it is always the death penalty. Isn’t this common sense? You went to university, right?”
“I even went to graduate school! Oh really! Anyway, I can’t sign such an asshole! Bring mom right away! Do you know where your mother is?”
“What if I found out?”
“Of course I should bring him and live with him! Because you are my mother!”
“… Are you still delusional?”
“A delusion?”
Park Ji-soo picks up the fallen papers and crumples them open.
“Okay. The mother-son relationship between you and Oh Jeong-yeon has already been severed.”
“How is the relationship between parents and children severed?”
“Oh Jeong-yeon doesn’t think of you as a child anymore.”
Once again, she handed over the “Memorandum of Giving birth” To Min-jae Kim.
“The person who wrote this document is Oh Jeong-yeon.”
“What? Mom… ?”
Kim Min-jae clearly remembered how much Oh Jeong-yeon loved her, and the affection that sometimes seemed like an annoyance.
“It can’t be. You won’t believe it until you show her mom.”
“… Ha… You annoy so many people.”
Park Ji-soo scratched his head annoyedly when the paper he had brought became useless.
A high-rise building towering over Nakwon Station’s busiest street.
Hospitals, pharmacies, stock markets, motels, hot springs, and other various stalls are located on each floor in a complex manner, and only the owner, Park Ji-soo, knew exactly where they were.
She called somewhere to report the failure of her operation.
“Yes… What should I do? Ah. Can I take you there? All right.”
After the call ended, Park Ji-soo told Min-jae Kim to follow him and guided him to the 4th floor of the same building.
Kim Min-jae’s hospital is on the second floor.
She had never been higher than the third floor.
In the first place, even if you take the elevator in this building, there is no button to go to the 4th floor.
Usually ‘4’ is an unlucky number, so I thought it was intentionally left blank, but there was a secret passage that only some people knew about.
“Is your mother here?”
“Okay. She may be different from the mother you think she is.”
The meaning of Park Ji-soo’s words was immediately apparent as soon as the door opened.
“Woo hyo hye! Hoyeong-nim, hooray! Hoyeong-nim, hooray! Hoyoung-nim’s last member of the bodyguard and mother number 2 〈 big breasts blue 〉, I’m going to work hard with my pussy to protect Hoyeong-nim’s cock!”
A mother in a swimsuit climbed on top of Kim Ho-young, who was sitting in her chair, shaking her waist.
A younger appearance than the mother she remembered.
Obscene tattoos on her thighs (mostly self-abasement phrases in praise of Kim Ho-young).
An orderly salutation posture like a soldier.
The indifference of not paying any attention to the appearance of his son.
Everyone was full of incongruity.
“Oh, Mom! What are you doing here! Why are you wearing a swimsuit? What is that stupid sound like big breasts blue?!”
“Shut up! Don’t insult the name Hoyoung gave me!”
“Uh, my mother’s name is Jeongyeon Oh… “
“It goes without saying that the nickname given by Hoyeong is much more honorable than the name given by insignificant parents.”
Blue with big breasts (an impromptu nickname given to her because of her blue swimsuit) growled like a raging bull.
Kim Min-jae opened her arms and appealed to her mother, whom she hadn’t seen in a while.
“Let’s go back, Mom… To our home… “
“Ha? Where are you going back? The joke is, that damn little prosecution is enough!”
Blue with big breasts dismissed it coldly enough to think that she could treat strangers more kindly than that.
“You! You said you refused to sign the papers I sent you? How long are you going to linger? Please don’t ruin my life anymore and get out of here! Otherwise, I will really kill you.”
“Documents. You mean this motherly renunciation? How would you sign something like this Mom? I am… I am my mother’s real son!”
“What? Real son?”
A mocking laugh as if he heard a joke that wasn’t even funny.
Even Park Ji-soo from behind feeds and laughs.
What’s funny Kim Min-jae could not understand at all.
“You can’t be my son, can you? My biological son… “
Big breasts Blue lovingly stroked her protruding belly and said.
“Because this is the only child that Hoyeong-nim impregnated… “
“What?!”
“Ah. Of course, I am Hoyoung-nim’s “Extra” Mother, so Hoyeong-nim is also my son. Wanna hear it? Hoyoung allowed me to occasionally use me as a second mother. Isn’t it very happy? Yeah… Isn’t it much happier to be consumed as one of Hoyoung’s mothers rather than being your only mother?”
“… Disgusting.”
“What? What’s disgusting, you bastard! The only thing disgusting is your face and your dick!”
“Hey Big Breast Blue. Still, he’s the “Former” Son, isn’t that too harsh?”
“Ah~♡ Who does Hoyeong-nim really look like to be so kind? Could he be an angel who came down from heaven?”
Contrary to her attitude towards Kim Min-jae, to Kim Ho-yeong, she was a blue with big breasts who became a fool.
With her quivering lips, she kissed Hoyoung Kim on the back of his nose and coldly turned her head to yell at Minjae Kim.
“Listen well, Mr. Kim Min-jae. My son is only Hoyeong-nim and the child in the womb that Hoyeong-nim impregnated. You are not my son and you never were. I don’t know why you misunderstood me as a mother, but from now on, make sure to use the correct title “Ajumma.”
“Then… Who is my mother… ?”
“How am I not? Ask your mom Aren’t you and I completely strangers?”
Kim Min-jae suddenly became a baby without a mother.
