Chapter 539: Secret Private Life
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 539: Secret Private Life
I thought about just not going.
But I couldn't actually skip out. After all, he said he’d get someone amazing to take photos of my girls.
If those photos turn out bad, the moment I see something I don’t like, I’m going to become a total nightmare customer.
Grumbling to myself, I headed to the address my eldest brother, Big Hyung, had sent me.
Come to think of it, I’d never seen where he lived after he moved out of the main house. I’d never asked, and frankly, I hadn't been curious.
Looking at the address, it was a pretty high-end apartment.
"Ugh, this is such a massive pain."
I’d asked Senior Ju-hee to give me a ride, but she’d shut me down instantly.
"On my day off?"
How could she be so cold to her own boyfriend? Senior Ju-hee was truly one of a kind.
On the way there, my phone started blowing up with texts.
I’d only been gone for about ten minutes.
I let out a hollow laugh at the absurdity, but it didn't feel bad. I played along with Seo Ye-rin’s antics and replied.
What was this now?
"Huh?"
Reading the chat gave me a strange feeling. If it were Yoo Ah-rin, she definitely would have just deleted the entire folder. Sorting through them to leave only the flat-chested ones was way too much effort for her.
Only one person came to mind who would pull something like that.
As expected, Yoo Ah-rin was the one to bring things back to reality. She immediately started swearing, clearing the weird atmosphere.
Still, I had questions about Seo Ye-rin’s bizarre behavior.
She was pissed.
I was just getting back at her for doing whatever she wanted on top of me earlier, but it seemed I’d genuinely set her off.
I should probably head back late today.
I decided to stay out until Yoo Ah-rin cooled down.
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So it wasn't that she specifically left the flat-chested ones; she just deleted all the ones with big chests. The logic was different, but the result was the same.
Realizing this, I nodded and asked the group chat.
“…….”
I didn't even go that hard yesterday. Even though I’d tried to find a compromise with Choi I-seo, it seemed it was still quite a struggle for her.
In my opinion, Choi I-seo needs more training.
Just look at Seo Ye-rin. Back at Gold One, she used to piss herself, but now she can at least hold it in a bit.
I guess she woke up.
I never thought I’d live to see the day I told Choi I-seo to exercise.
Anyway.
As I was walking along...
"You son of a bitch—!"
A shrill, irritated voice rang out from behind me. I whipped my head around to see Yoo Ah-rin huffing and puffing as she sprinted toward me.
"Holy shit! She actually came!"
She wasn't bluffing!
I immediately bolted forward.
* * *
Ding-dong!
Not long after I pressed the doorbell, the apartment door opened, revealing my blonde sister-in-law.
After having the baby, she’d quit her job as a secretary to become a full-time housewife. Perhaps because of that, she felt more like a mother now than the professional woman I’d seen back at Gold One.
"Hello."
As I bowed, Yoo Ah-rin, who was piggybacked on my shoulders, bowed her head as well.
"Hellooo."
"...You two came together? But why are you like that?"
My sister-in-law looked confused as she stared at Yoo Ah-rin on my back.
I replied with a smile.
"I don't know either."
"You don't know?"
Yoo Ah-rin immediately yanked on my ear.
"I know! I know! I said I'm sorry!"
For the record, I’d bought her a Chocomong on the way, and I’d been carrying her like this even in the convenience store. It seemed she no longer cared how people looked at us.
Well, I guess that's why she got married.
When you're sharing a husband with five other women, the stares of strangers probably don't even register anymore.
Just then, a little boy toddled up from behind my sister-in-law. I knew he was only two years old, but his sharp features made it obvious he was Big Hyung’s son.
"Hey there, Min-cheol."
"It's Jae-han."
"Kim Jae-han, you idiot."
My sister-in-law and Yoo Ah-rin corrected me simultaneously.
"Ahem."
I had so many names to remember that I got confused. Min-cheol was my second brother's son.
"Jae-han, do you want your uncle to give you some pocket money?"
"Jae-han probably has more money in his bank account than you do, Woo-jin."
"For real...?"
I reflexively looked up at my sister-in-law. I mean, how much money could a two-year-old possibly have?
"My husband said we should set aside money for the kid to use, just in case."
"...By 'just in case,' do you mean if Uju Group goes bankrupt?"
At my incredulous question, my sister-in-law gave a small nod.
That crazy bastard. Even if you're preparing for the worst, isn't this a bit much?
“…….”
As I stared down at Jae-han, Yoo Ah-rin, still on my back, patted my head.
"Good job."
"For what?"
"Not swearing. You just swallowed it, didn't you?"
"……Yeah."
Everyone knew me too well these days. I was cursing Big Hyung out in my head, but I held it in because his son was right there.
Swallowing the urge to swear. I guess I’ve finally become an adult.
"So, what am I supposed to move? Big Hyung said it would only take two or three trips."
"Ah, the thing to move. It's nothing much. Please, come in. Can I get you something to drink?"
"No, I'm fine. I had some chocolate milk on the way."
When I let go of her legs to signal her to get off, Yoo Ah-rin finally climbed down. She’d been enjoying the ride so much that she licked her lips as if she were disappointed it was over.
"Should we go back like this too?"
“…….”
"Answer me."
“…….”
I ignored her and walked inside. Yoo Ah-rin followed me, grumbling.
"Over here."
My sister-in-law led us to the master bedroom. The heavy scent of solid wood greeted us immediately.
A clock on the wall, white bedding, a wooden stand lamp. Curtains at the window creating a soft, ambient effect.
There wasn't much furniture. However, I could tell that each piece was expensive enough to furnish an entire normal house. There was no pretentious, "artistic" interior design; it was just pure utility packed with wealth.
And among them, one thing looked completely out of place.
"...Is that a love chair?"
“…….”
Yoo Ah-rin and I stared down at the object that felt so isolated from the rest of the room. When I looked at my sister-in-law, she turned her head and smiled bashfully.
"He's a public figure. It would be awkward if something like this was found among the moving boxes."
“…….”
“…….”
"There are professional companies that are much more discreet than normal movers. But it's not that he's afraid of being recognized—"
"He just hates the idea of anyone knowing in the first place."
My sister-in-law nodded at my words. Big Hyung didn't want anyone to know he owned a love chair.
"Is it okay for me to know?"
When Yoo Ah-rin asked with a tilt of her head, my sister-in-law gave a gentle smile.
"We're family."
…….
She said it with such a touching sentiment, but...
"Why doesn't anyone care about my feelings of not wanting to know, even if we are family?"
When I chimed in, the two women pierced me with sharp glares.
But seriously, who the fuck would want to touch a love chair that Big Hyung used with his wife? That asshole said it would only take two or three trips, but he’d left me with something that would make those trips feel like a nightmare.
"Or... would you like to take it?"
"Can I just throw it away?"
"This is very expensive."
The purpose might be cheap, but was it really as expensive as the other furniture?
Just then, my nephew started crying in the living room, so my sister-in-law stepped out. Yoo Ah-rin and I stood there, staring down at the chair.
"Hey, this brings back memories."
Yoo Ah-rin spoke with a smirk.
"We had one of these when we first did it at Gold One, too."
The important thing to remember here was this: the moment I said something like, "Oh, right!" I’d be beaten to a pulp while sprawled across that love chair.
"I guess so."
I nodded with a bright smile. If I hadn't remembered our first time, I would have been dead meat.
"Hmm, should we buy one too? Is it any good? It seems like the Chairman uses it a lot. There was one in the hotel last time, too."
“…….”
Yoo Ah-rin sat down on it. She looked around with interest and gestured to me.
"Come here and get into position."
"What, are we practicing Taekwondo? 'Get into position'?"
I let out an exasperated sigh and shook my head.
"Big Hyung used this. I am absolutely not touching it."