Chapter 270
"Ahh..."
Maybe because she'd spread her legs too wide, Choi Yujin moaned around his cock, wiggling her ass.
Han Yaseong slapped her pussy and asshole with his hand—smack, smack. Each light spank made her asshole and pussy twitch and leak juices. This was why women were so damn fun. What was the point of meeting up without sex? Back in middle school, he'd been innocent enough to think it was normal to hang out platonically, but now that he'd gotten a taste, he couldn't even imagine it. If he was going to meet a woman without fucking her, better not to meet at all.
Han Yaseong groped her ass to his heart's content as he came. Choi Yujin stayed on all fours, blatantly displaying her pussy and asshole while cherishing his cock in her mouth, swallowing the spurting semen gulp by gulp.
"Should I call Dad?"
While they were showering, senior Choi Yujin glanced over and asked his opinion. Han Yaseong nodded as he washed his hair, thinking it wasn't a bad idea.
"Yeah. It's easier if we tell him we're dating. And I should give you some more jewels too."
"Okay, I'll call him later then. Let's have dinner together. He's at the hotel anyway."
She seemed intent on getting her dad's official permission for them to date. That way, he could come and go freely, even spend the night whenever.
"Show me you peeing."
"Huh?"
She pretended not to hear while soaping up her naked body. Her innocent, wide-eyed look—what the hell kind of face was that?—made him want to laugh and roll his eyes at the same time. Han Yaseong stepped closer and smacked her soap-slick white ass with his hand.
"Ow! Why'd you hit me?"
"I said show me you peeing. Why play dumb?"
"Did I?"
She'd deleted the photos afterward, so she probably wanted to forget all about it. But that wasn't happening.
"If you don't, I'll take more pictures."
"No way."
Choi Yujin finally sighed in resignation.
"Why do you wanna see me pee anyway?"
"You promised you'd show me. Hurry up and pee."
"You're such a perv. What are you even gonna do with that? Isn't it weird seeing a grown woman pee from her pussy?"
"Yeah. It turns me on seeing a full-grown woman pee from her pussy. So show me already."
"Ugh, I'm suffering because I met a pervert..."
With no choice, Choi Yujin kept her promise right there in the shower, standing up to pee. She could've squatted like usual, but that felt even more embarrassing, so she just stood and let it go. Han Yaseong squatted right in front of her, taking in the full show of her peeing.
"Ahh, this is so embarrassing..."
Choi Yujin was so mortified she covered her face with both hands as she peed. Having him watch up close made it a thousand times worse. She really thought they'd tried every crazy thing now. She'd held it in for a while, so the stream went on forever, making it even more humiliating.
"Damn, that's hot."
The sight of piss streaming from the hole in her spread pussy was breathtaking. Plenty of guys would pay top dollar to watch—even fight over it. Especially if they knew it was Choi Yujin peeing; the bids would skyrocket. If she announced she'd pee in front of the school, the whole area would grind to a halt.
Han Yaseong grabbed the showerhead and rinsed her pussy clean once she was done.
"Eek!"
Choi Yujin shot him a glare but kept showering. For some weird reason, she always ended up showing him everything. She had a nagging worry that one day she'd even show him taking a shit, which left her deeply unsettled. But no—she vowed to herself she'd never do that. That was her last line of defense as a woman. Pooping in front of her boyfriend? That was straight-up insane. She'd had no choice with peeing, but shitting was off-limits forever.
Choi Seongcheol arrived just before 7 p.m. Han Yaseong and Choi Yujin were lounging on the sofa with drinks when he showed up, so they stood to greet him.
"Right, Han Yaseong. Long time no see."
Choi Seongcheol extended his hand for a shake. There was an air of arrogance about him, tempered by the dignity of wealth. Han Yaseong shook it politely, a bit intimidated. His timid habits were still ingrained, so he couldn't quite project full confidence. Plus, he was trying to put the man at ease, avoiding any discomfort. That only reassured Choi Seongcheol more. He saw no anxiety or threat in Han Yaseong.
But something felt off about the vibe between Choi Yujin and Han Yaseong. It was subtle enough to make him tilt his head in confusion. Still, he didn't suspect anything major. To him, they still looked like queen and servant—his daughter firmly in charge.
"You brought more jewels?"
"Right here."
Choi Yujin showed him the gems in her pocket. The sheer volume made Choi Seongcheol's eyes widen. He hefted the pouch—it was heavy, like lifting a 10-kilo dumbbell at the gym.
"Is this all of it?"
"I could get more if needed, but it'd take some time."
He'd cleared out everything from the stream in Forest 1. The rest was in Forest 3, infested with massive carnivores—a literal mountain of gems, tons of them. He could suit up and fly in anytime, but he wasn't planning to fetch more for now. He'd save it for when he needed cash later.
"Alright, this should do for now..."
Choi Seongcheol gazed at the glittering stones, deeply satisfied. This weight alone was worth over a trillion won. Their cut would be at least 300–400 billion. Pure profit without spending a dime. A total windfall. Sure, he couldn't keep it all, but he and his daughter would take two-thirds. Handing it off to the diamond company netted them billions—no loss there. Hell, it rivaled years of hotel profits. Business was slow these days; this windfall would be a huge boost.
The innocent guy his daughter had scouted at school was a walking lottery ticket.
Choi Yujin could tell from her dad's expression that he was crunching numbers and thrilled. She casually broached the subject.
"Dad, give Yaseong a Royal Card."
"A Royal Card?"
That was the no-limit card for the ultra-rich elite. Giving one to Han Yaseong wasn't an issue—they'd soon have billions incoming. Even a commoner like him would join the nouveau riche ranks. Not quite upper crust, but he'd hear the "upstart" whispers.
But her asking for it felt odd.
"No big deal giving him a Royal Card. Big money's coming soon anyway. But you don't even have one yourself, and you're telling me to give it to Yaseong?"
That was the strange part. She didn't have one—he'd refused her request before, worried about her spending habits. Spoiled chaebol heirs flashing them abroad and blowing hundreds of billions in a month had caused scandals; now it was taboo to hand them to big spenders. If everyone had one, it lost its prestige. Only true elites carried them.
So why give one to Han Yaseong, not even his own daughter? It clicked with that earlier weird vibe, making Choi Seongcheol suspicious. He wasn't just a hotel magnate and doting dad for nothing.
"You two dating?"
He tossed it out like a joke, no real bait intended. He fully expected a denial. But their faces betrayed them. His daughter looked coy, Han Yaseong guilty as a kid caught stealing snacks.
These two...
That's when Choi Seongcheol pieced together the odd atmosphere.
"For real? You're actually together?"
He pressed his daughter for confirmation. Nah, it couldn't be. She was probably just humoring him for the jewels. No way she'd date a guy like this—a nobody. She'd turned down hordes of chaebol heirs, only dating guys she truly liked. Dating Han Yaseong? Unbelievable.
"Yujin, you're really seeing him?"
He could buy casual hangouts—dinner, movies. But anything more intimate? No way. Sex? Unthinkable.
But her expression was off. Awkward, like she'd been caught red-handed. Had they really...? It felt like they might've gone all the way.
"Yujin, is it true?"
His voice rose a notch. His precious daughter with this loser? Han Yaseong had nothing but the jewels. Without them, she'd never give him the time of day. A total nobody, bottom of the barrel. In hotel business, there were only elites and plebs—and he only dealt with elites. Even regular guests were plebs he ignored. Only suite dwellers counted as real customers.