103. Happy Sara8

Seongmin believed that there was nothing wrong with money in the world. In fact, he used to make fun of a lot of women for money.

"Shall I drop him today?"

On the day I attended a social gathering, Seongmin told her friend Young-sup.

"Who? That beauty over there? No matter how young you are. For the record, he's her boyfriend's movie star. Who are you? You've been a rising star lately."

Young-soop, a third-year veteran of the Seongmin dynasty, was completely excluded from the group's successor sphere because he was pushed by his competent brother. He enjoyed a seductive life, serving as his own crown prince.

They were also the only ones who kept their minds open when they worked in New York for a while, and they were the only ones who didn't have any friends.

"What are celebrities?"

"Well, you're not going anywhere, but you're not going anywhere. They live on a double diet."

"That's what counts."

"Sameen? It's enough to keep your shoulders tense with a Korean star, though. Especially when it comes to China or Japan, making 10 billion is a joke these days."

"10 billion? That's my dog's name."

"I can't say anything in front of you. Then give it a try. If you seduce him, I'll be your brother for the next year."

"You have to keep that word."

Sung-min whispered in his ear a waiter who was pointing his fingers. A moment later, the waiter approached the woman and relayed the words of Seongmin. The woman looked at Seong-min with a flawed expression. Seongmin smiled refreshingly.

"What did you say?"

Seongmin replied.

"I have something urgent to tell you. I saw you on the balcony on the second floor."

"Let's see. These people, they don't even know who you are."

"Of course it's not barefoot. I took the bait to hire CF to my actress boyfriend."

"Khh. You're out of pills. Anyway, I think I'm going to fail. By the way, I think it's more than a truckload of kids who've been watering their asses off."

"Did you get in that truck?"

"Tsk, I wouldn't say no. How did you know?"

"You seem to be raising your temper a little bit more than usual."

Young-seop excused himself.

"Hey, to be honest with you, those guys on that face, they're gonna flip over, right? These fraternities are all naturally designed to mate with older female males."

"Mating. How vulgar... What animal kingdom is this?"

Young-seop snorted in the attitude of the scorned saints.

If this were the realm of the trumpet animals, you'd be the top predator.

"Oh, I'm sorry about the outburst. I'm not in the top ten, and I was even pushed out by my brother, and I dared to seduce the crown prince."

"Good to know the subject so quickly."

"What man? You stupid son of a bitch. Why are you documenting the suit? Embarrassing people."

"That's my charm. Unpretentious honesty."

"Sounds like a frozen charm. I'm stuck with you because it's gonna be me."

"That's right. That's why you're the only friend."

"Don't you know that? So do good."

"Give me some information, by the way. No matter how much you bet, the headings on the bare ground are too much."

"I only know the basics. Her name is Kim Ah-young. Both her parents are diplomats from prestigious places. Well, I'm sure you were at one of these meetings."

"A diplomat is a famous artist?"

"Aren't we more proud of ourselves than we are of money?"

"I don't know about you, but I'm not. The last book I published was also a bestseller. I'm good without family help."

"Oh, no. I shouldn't talk to you. But how are you going to seduce him? He can't be messed up. He's got a big nose for it."

Young-seop shook his head earnestly thinking about the past memory of being rejected underground. A whore who didn't blink even in the background of the punitive age 3.

The young woman he remembered was a very proud woman.

I feel like I'm going to break, but I'm not going to kneel.

However, the people were still free.

He said like a tree.

"It's a problem because I'm dizzy. You."

"Excuse me?"

"I told you. When negotiating, offer them an offer they can never refuse."

Seongmin slowly got up.

* * *

The two met on a balcony overlooking the garden.

After Seong-min, who was looking at the night with the wine glass, Ah-young approached.

"I heard you were looking for me... for the CF issue with Chang Yong."

"Oh, there you are. I've been waiting a long time."

"I don't want to be misunderstood. I want you to understand."

"Because of your boyfriend?"

"Yes, apparently Chang Yong is a well-known celebrity, so I'm in a good mood too. I don't want to be on the sloth."

"I understand."

"Thank you. I'm Kim Ah-young. What's your name?"

"Call me a writer."

"Y-you 're a writer?"

After revealing his name, she felt offended by the attitude of the saints who did not reveal their identity. I can't believe you even hid your real name in the measly backyard when you call people into the middle of nowhere.

Even if it wasn't for her boyfriend, CF, she would have said no with a snort. However, he recently overbought the building and responded to the expectation that he might be able to help because his boyfriend was suffering from difficulty raising funds.

"What kind of CF does a writer..."

"Of course it's a lie."

Aryoung was furious with the thought of being deceived.

I followed you all the way out here from under my nose.What kind of nonsense is this?

"Are you kidding me?"

Even though Ah-young shouted loudly, Seong-min leaned back and relaxed on the balcony ledge.

"I'm not kidding. I like you so much, I want to woo you."

"Yes?"

"Let me get this straight. How much do you want for the night?"

"Mee, you crazy bastard!"

An unusual insult came out of me.

"What? I thought you were more sophisticated than I thought."

Ah-young, who was fluttering with contempt for the sarcasm of the saints, slapped her on the cheek. No, I was going to. However, her thin wrist soon caught up with the people.

"Whoa, you're pissed off. If you put your claws up already, it's no use. You can do that in bed."

"Let go of me! Son of a bitch!"

"I don't think I'm going to get hit by you. I'm more muscular than I look."

"I'm going to scream! You piece of shit!"

Seongmin didn't blink an eye.

"This is the end of the deal. How much do you want? Just one?"

"You little bastard..."

"How about 100 million?"

"... what?"

She couldn't hide her surprised expression.

She had heard rumors that the underprivileged children lived with the money. However, it was a no-brainer to propose 100 million won in one night.

Seeing Ah-young's eyes shake, the people dug a gap.

"100 million is too small, isn't it? How about 500 million?"

"$500 million?"

"Yes. 500 million for a night's sleep? Is it tempting?"

"Cut the crap. What do I look like, a whore?"

However, the voice of Ah-young, who was likely to scream right away, did not miss. She was already overwhelmed by the power of money.

"Hmm, that's quite a price to pay. You're short of 500 million, aren't you? What about a billion?"

After being bounced ten times over for the first time, she has become distracted. One billion won was never small for her who was born in a diplomat's family and lived on a platter all her life.

I heard that my boyfriend, who is a movie actor, has been doing well recently, but he is not as good as he looks.

But one billion for a night's sleep.

If it is not shaken, it is not a person.

As Ah-young breathed and shut up, Seong-min laughed.

"I'm not kidding. I guess cash is easy, huh? I'll give you 50,000 won right now. If you don't want to count enough, you can decline."

"Da, who the hell are you?"

"Me? Like you said, I have nothing but money. And the person I like has to make her mine somehow."

That night, she had a secret she couldn't tell her boyfriend for life.

* * *

The shower room was full of steam inside.

As I stepped through the open door, my vision turned blurry, creating a dreamy atmosphere. Ah, is this heaven?

"Hello?"

Hye-Eun's voice rings strangely in the bathtub.

She lies in a wallpaper bath large enough for two to enter. I want to jump in with you.

"You can't see anything because of the bubbles, can you?"

"Ugh, yeah."

If that was a beer bubble, I'd drink it all.

"Hmmm, you look sad."

"What did he say?"

"There should be an Italian towel on the sink."

"You have a towel?"

"Yeah, it's in the toiletries set. I wonder who's not Korean."

Of course, Italian towels are not used in Italy. The people who push the time in the bath will be counted in their hands.

Perhaps the hotel has included towels, just in case.

I put a towel in my hand and approached HyeEun. She turns her back and pulls her torso up onto the water and sits on the edge of the bath.

Huff!

No matter how far behind you look.

"Heh heh. Wrapped a towel around the front."

Damn it.

She was covered in a large shower towel. I never thought I'd have done it in the tub before.

"Well done. I'm just gonna push my back."

"Then why did you push ahead?"

"Well, what the hell. Why am I pushing you?"

"Hmph. When I was a kid, I used to wash them well."

"Me? You?"

"Don't you remember? When you were busy with mom, you always washed me. Until grade 2."

[It's true.]

"Back then, you were..."

"Why? Because she wasn't as feminine then?"

"Are you really going to do this?"

"Kiki, I had the most fun making fun of you."

Boom! Boom!

"Ow! Don't hit me,"

"I'm not hitting you. It's a tease."

"Be gentle."

I started pushing the time quietly because I felt like I would play a joke if I mixed words anymore. However, it was a problem that HyeEun, who was not twenty years old, had smooth skin like silk.

Especially because of the bath soak, the soft feeling was conveyed to my fingertips. This is driving me crazy.

"Oh, good. My brother pushed me back."

HyeEun is a typical cola body.

A bust big enough to squeeze out to the side of its armpits... Huh? But, Bo, you see that?

"Suck!"

I took a breath without even knowing it.

"Why? Do I get that a lot?"

"Oh, no..."

I can clearly see the line next to my chest.

Just turn your head a little bit and...

Oh, no! LEE Jeong-woo, I can't stand it anymore. What are you trying to do? '

I turned my head to the ceiling to block the yearning. If you can't see it, it's just flesh.

At that time, Hye Eun kicked the bath water and opened her mouth with a voice.

"Brother, what was your blood type?"

"My blood type?"

"Yes."

[Type O.]

"Type O."

"Right? I'm type O."

"Of course. Type O is feisty. Of course, type O is born between types O. You're O-negative, Mom's O-negative."

"... That's right."

HyeEun's voice was strange somewhere.

Why do they ask the obvious?

"... but why am I the only RH +?"

"Huh?"

"You're both Rh. Why am I RH +?"

Is that true, Rossi? '

[Yes. Both parents are rare blood types, RH. And of course, he's RH's brother.]

Wait, isn't RH a recessive genetics? '

[Yes, it's the same as Type O.]

'That, that means!'

"... is something wrong?"

"Now, wait a minute. You didn't do anything wrong."

My voice trembles without me knowing it.

It was because she instinctively understood the meaning of what she was going to say.

"No, I'm sure. The hospital did a full workup. I'm the only RH + in the family. I've been surfing the Internet because it's weird, too. But it's never gonna come out like that."

"......"

"I thought it was strange one day. Why don't I look like either of your parents? Is there anyone who looks like me, even a distant relative? Why am I the only..."

"Did you tell your mom about this?"

"No, not yet."

Shock.

HyeEun's words mean that his mother cheated on him. It means I received the offspring of a man other than my father.

The simple ABO method performed in elementary schools would have revealed only Type O. Of course my father didn't know, and my mother would be relieved.

I made a mistake, but I think I didn't give birth to someone else's child. The fault of the past is completely concealed.

However, there were traces of wind in the wrong place at all.

She was the type of blood that could never leave my family. And I know that now.

"You know what this means, right?"

"......"

"Say something. This is the first time I've ever spoken to you in my family."

"HyeEun..."

[That's an amazing fact. I didn't even know my previous life's lesson.]

"What the hell is going on? '

[His sister is practically a half-brother...]

"I... what do I do now?"

Hye-in turns around. There was a faint light shining through the wet towel, but none of it caught my attention.

How hard could it be for her to hide the secret of her birth in a faraway land?

I gave her a big hug.

"Don't think about it. It doesn't change the fact that you're my brother."

"Brother..."

"What's so important about blood type? I don't need any of that."

"Brother, I was so scared. I thought he was scared I'd picked him up. My mom and dad were going to dump me in America and run away... and I came to Korea to tell you this. Brother, don't leave me."

"Why did I abandon you? Hye-eun is my only sister. In the past. Forever. Do you understand?"

"Oops."

Hye gave me a hug with tears. And at that moment, the only veil that was blocking her and me flowed down.

End

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