Mrs. Kim Mal-hee’s husband, Yang Kyu-chil, had no luck in investing. If he bought land, the land value dropped, and if he started a business, it couldn’t last for three months. He even had a prohibition on stock investment from Mal-hee, who had prohibited him from stock investing after the companies he invested in went bankrupt. Despite having inherited a house and property, if Mal-hee didn’t have the inherited property, she would have likely nagged Kyu-chil endlessly. Without investment luck, Mal-hee had no choice but to live diligently.

For her, Hyeonji was more than just a benefactor; she was a bundle of luck.

The virtual currency of one million won that Hyeonji gave Mal-hee had become a real two million won in less than a week. Mal-hee applied for currency exchange to see if the coins could be converted into cash. More than two million won was quickly deposited into Mal-hee’s account. Mal-hee marveled at the amount shown in her account. However, Mal-hee’s amazement quickly turned into distress.

“Oh, what do I do with this! What do I do!”

In the short time it took to convert the coins in the coin wallet into cash, the coins had risen again. It felt like a waste. Mal-hee became anxious. According to Hyeonji, it could go up to eight times. She needed to quickly put the money back in.

In the midst of that, she hesitated; greed overtook her.

‘If it can go up to eight times, it means it’s still rising more than three times, right? The more money I put in, the more it will inflate.’

Maybe she could make 2 billion won without selling the house. After borrowing money and quickly repaying the principal, wouldn’t that work?

‘With just 1 billion won, I can make 3 billion!’

Since the coin was expected to increase eightfold within a month, she could quickly repay the borrowed money.

Mal-hee’s eyes sparkled with a golden light. Even imagining it made her heart almost burst with excitement.

Mal-hee immediately called her daughter Hee-jin.

Although she had set an alarm before going to bed, So-eun didn’t wake up until after 11 o’clock.

“Oh, I didn’t even hear the alarm!”

Actually, Taejoon had quickly turned off the alarm that rang at 9 in the morning, but So-eun, unaware of this, thought there was surely an alarm clock in this house.

Just like yesterday, her mind was clear today, but her body felt chilly. In fact, she wanted to lie down more. However, she didn’t want to be labeled as lazy by Taejoon anymore. So-eun got up from bed, recalling yesterday’s embarrassment, washed her face, brushed her teeth, changed into clean clothes, and came out of the bedroom.

“Mr. Lee…?”

Although the meal was prepared in the kitchen, Taejoon wasn’t there. So-eun cautiously took a step. The slightly ajar guest room door caught her attention. As So-eun approached and pushed the door, Taejoon’s figure appeared. Taejoon was sitting in front of the PC, staring at the monitor with a serious expression. He also looked a bit tired. It seemed like there was an important task to handle over the weekend.

Taejoon, sensing her presence, turned his head.

“Are you awake?”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Lee. Please continue with what you were doing.”

“I’m done.”
Feeling guilty that she might have disturbed, So-eun tried to leave, but Taejoon turned off the PC and stood up first. As if nothing had happened, the wrinkles disappeared from his face.

“How’s your body?”

A polite question on his sparkling face is a bit unfair. Moreover, today’s tone was even more affectionate than usual.

Actually, it’s hard. It’s too overwhelming to follow Mr. Lee, I wish he would take it easy, I should say this, but when I see this face, I melt and can’t complain.

Just a few weeks ago, the man who couldn’t catch her and was upset had changed so much.

‘No, it’s the same now.’

It’s just a different approach; Han So-eun was still Kim Taejoon’s target. He was still upset that he couldn’t catch her.

“It’s okay.”

Still, So-eun answered that she was okay, recalling his expression from yesterday.

There are people with so much energy in the world.

People can change like this.

Cool.

A real man is cool.

Even if it’s burdensome and tough, it was okay. She wanted to continue to be loved for a long, long time.

Having eaten breakfast and lunch, So-eun went to the swimming pool with Taejoon as planned yesterday. Unlike yesterday, when she was impatient, today she decided to change into swimsuits at the swimming pool. Taejoon, who had changed first, was waiting for her in front of the dressing room. People passing by seemed to glance at him. It was the same for both men and women.

So-eun’s heart trembled again. So-eun, who had never shown her body to Taejoon, realized that she had never seen Taejoon’s body either. He was, as expected, or rather, a man with much more exquisite muscles than she had guessed.

Abs aside, even back muscles like that? When does he work out if she has never seen him doing it?

So-eun realized that there was still a lot she didn’t know about Taejoon.