Chapter 50
Chapter 50
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Translator: penny
Chapter: 50
Chapter Title: Sports Car Pickup
-----------------------------------------------------------------
"I'll come down right now."
The imported car dealer called.
It was a notification that the leased vehicle had arrived at the hotel.
Lee Hyunwoo jumped up from his seat, thrilled.
"Oh..."
At the hotel's main entrance.
The car that had looked stunning even in photos was right there in front of him.
The sports car in person had an even more striking presence than in pictures.
Was it that aura of luxury?
It practically screamed, "I have money," just sitting there.
Even Lee Hyunwoo, who knew nothing about cars, was completely captivated.
"Thank you again for your purchase, sir. As requested, it's fully optioned, and on my own discretion, I've upgraded the wheels and tires to the most premium models. Thank you."
How many times was this guy going to bow?
The salesman bowed once more and handed over the keys to Lee Hyunwoo.
Lee Hyunwoo nodded with a smile.
"You've worked hard."
"Yes, sir. We'll text you a month in advance about the regular inspection date and insurance payment details, so please keep an eye out. I'll take my leave now. Call anytime if you have questions. Wishing you endless happiness."
It was 9:30 now.
SpringSummer's broadcast had two and a half hours left.
So the drive would be in two and a half hours.
He was buzzing with excitement and anticipation.
"Hoo... haa... Nice."
Lee Hyunwoo slid into the car and took a deep breath.
The scent of new car filled his nostrils.
Wasn't this the smell of success?
"Oh my, you said you bought a car, but it's a foreign luxury one?"
Inside the car, Lee Hyunwoo fiddled around—opening the glovebox, turning on the navigation and black box, testing out the features.
He rolled down the window, and just then, Moon Hyeji from reception was walking toward the parking lot.
Their eyes met as he looked out the lowered window.
A smile crept onto her lips, and she approached with a delighted expression.
"This is a sports car, right? I don't know much about cars, but it sure looks like one."
"Yeah, it is."
Lee Hyunwoo responded with a grin.
Truth be told, he wasn't all that interested in Moon Hyeji.
But there was no reason to turn down a woman showing interest.
Plus, she was a beauty.
The kind worthy of being the hotel's reception poster girl.
She might not stack up to top-tier broadcasters, but among regular folks, she was top-shelf.
"Wow, I wonder what it feels like to ride in something like this. The ride must be amazing, huh?"
Why did women always beat around the bush?
If she wanted to go for a drive, she could just say so straight up.
Having bedded plenty of women in a short time, Lee Hyunwoo knew the reason now.
It boiled down to one word: pride.
To put it simply, they hinted instead of asking outright, baiting the guy to suggest it first.
That way, they won the power play, stroked their ego.
Every woman had this trait, to greater or lesser degrees.
To Lee Hyunwoo, it was just child's play.
If a woman hinted, great—he could spin it right back for his gain.
"Probably. I haven't test-driven it yet myself. Heading out for a drive soon."
"Really? Night drives are the best. Lucky you. My shift ends soon too... around 10 maybe..."
Moon Hyeji stopped short of outright asking for a ride.
She probably thought she'd already laid her cards out plenty and made concessions in her head.
Lee Hyunwoo flashed a cheeky smile.
"What to do? I've got plans."
"Pardon...?"
Moon Hyeji's face stiffened.
She took it as a flat rejection.
And not just any rejection—with prior plans for a drive, meaning he chose some other woman over her, right in front of her.
For someone confident in her looks, it stung.
"I'm busy through Monday. Tuesday work for you?"
"Tuesday? Hmm, not sure. Depends if I'm free."
Feeling slighted, she played hard to get a bit.
But she didn't shut it down outright.
"Then we can push it further. Come by whenever you're free. You know my room, right? I'll be waiting. Heading up now."
Lee Hyunwoo smoothly invited her to his room.
Playing her games right back made it easy to score.
It was the leisure of the wealthy at work.
If he'd chased her lead—driving her around, buying gifts, catering to her moods—it would've taken forever to bed her.
But calling her straight to his room?
She'd psych herself up before showing, making it a breeze.
And if her pride kept her away? No big loss.
To him, Moon Hyeji was just a bonus.
Take her or leave her—no sweat either way.
Thirty minutes before SpringSummer's broadcast ended.
Having watched her stream, Lee Hyunwoo left the hotel.
Vroom, vrrrrrooom!
The sports car's aggressive exhaust roared through the parking lot.
"Ooh..."
He could feel the heavy vibrations through the steering wheel.
Or maybe his hands were shaking from excitement.
Lee Hyunwoo gingerly pressed the accelerator.
The black sports car glided smoothly out of the lot.
Lee Hyunwoo was a damn good driver.
Thanks to his old job.
No clear division between desk and field work, so even office drones like him did deliveries and site runs often.
Those skills shone through now, unfiltered.
"Hahaha!"
Laughter burst out naturally.
Honestly, the ride stability and vibrations felt rougher than a regular sedan.
But if that was how he judged comfort, he never would've bought a sports car.
The real thrill hit on the open road.
Like the parting of the Red Sea?
Cars ahead cleared the way as the sleek machine blew past.
As if acknowledging the class divide.
Probably just wary of scratching a pricey ride, but whatever.
"That's right, make way. I'm going through."
Vrooooom!
Lee Hyunwoo savored every bit of the sports car high.
The black beast tore down the road.
Maybe he got too into it.
He covered thirty minutes' distance in fifteen.
Thanks to the speed and the road clearing for him.
Arriving early was great, but it meant waiting that much longer.
"Not a bad neighborhood, at least."
Stepping out, Lee Hyunwoo surveyed SpringSummer's place and surroundings.
She'd called herself a teenage head of household after family troubles.
Yet the area was upscale, and her villa pricey.
Guess they lived large before the fall?
Rich folk stayed comfortable for three years post-ruin, as they said.
'Whatever, plenty of time to dig into that.'
He had time aplenty anyway.
As long as she streamed and he donated, they'd chat and meet endlessly.
"...What? You're heading out now?"
"I set it up during the broadcast earlier! Quit following me!"
Fourth floor.
Motion lights flicked on in the villa hallway window.
Then hurried footsteps—two sets.
A man's voice, then SpringSummer's.
"No way—this hour, meeting some guy alone?"
"So? My stream ends at midnight. When else? Ugh, you're not my dad. If you're gonna whine, order chicken and crash!"
"Sis!"
Footsteps thundering down the stairs, voices growing louder.
SpringSummer appeared in her broadcast getup, chased by her brother, Lee Ji-hoon.
"Ah! Chairman! N-Nice to meet you."
"Chairman... Hello."
SpringSummer lit up at the sight of Lee Hyunwoo by the upscale villa entrance, though tense.
Lee Ji-hoon mumbled a reluctant greeting, head bowed.
Their contrasting vibes told Lee Hyunwoo the story.
The brother fretting over his sister meeting a guy alone late at night.
SpringSummer dead set on keeping her promise to her top donor.
"First time seeing me in person, right? I'm used to you from the screen and thrilled, but you're seeing a stranger, so it's awkward. Nice to meet you. I'm Lee Hyunwoo."
"Yes! Yuna here!"
"Lee Ji-hoon."
The kid who'd been chatty online now soured up.
Lee Hyunwoo tried to empathize with the high schooler.
Whatever their deal, living just the two of them...
If sis suddenly went out at night with some dude, it'd feel like losing her.
With adult grace, Lee Hyunwoo indulged the boy's sulk.
"Ji-hoon, not sure if you heard, but I picked up a new car today. Just suggested a celebratory drive to Yuna. It's a two-seater, though, so can't squeeze you in. Next time, dinner for three. Tonight, mind if it's just me and sis?"
His gentle tone softened Lee Ji-hoon's glare.
High schoolers knew the score.
In their situation, when her top patron called—even late—they had to go.
Or no more cash flow.
But teens were emotional beasts too.
Money mattered, but so did feelings and pride.
To him, it looked like sis getting sold off.
Screw the money.
Mom and Dad back, they'd never worry again.
That mindset had him grabbing her arm.
But meeting Lee Hyunwoo? Guy seemed decent.
A lifeline in tough times.
Chats had built rapport.
His smooth persuasion flipped the script—maybe this guy's okay.
Looked his age, early twenties, not some creepy whale from the news.
And his constant stream presence had boosted her big time.
"Yeah... okay."
Lee Ji-hoon caved.
Lee Hyunwoo pulled out his wallet.
The fat stack of 50,000-won bills inside.
He peeled off five or six and handed them over.
"Eaten? Get some good food with this. We'll be back. Yuna, hop in the passenger seat."
"Thank you."
"Yes! Chairman!"