I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 281

Thanks to the aunts’ pressure and their half-assed "protection," we got through the meal without any of Grandfather’s usual speechifying.

He did eat with a thoroughly sulky face, but his mood didn’t seem all that terrible.

Of course, the phrase “during the meal” means that after the meal, the speech resumed.

As if he’d been waiting for that moment, Grandfather launched into various ramblings and spilled out a whole stream of well-wishes.

At that point, the aunts just listened with one ear and let it go out the other—no one really stepped in to stop him.

‘So they’re just keeping the outlet open, huh.’

If they stopped this too, he’d probably get way too pissed off. That’s probably what they’re thinking.

Judging by their faces, none of them looked like they wanted to be listening to this.

‘So this is the tragedy of fatherhood...’

Grandfather kept the well-wishing going for quite a while, then eventually tossed the mic over to the aunts with a casual, “You all say a word too.”

By then, we’d been sitting so long even my back was getting sore,

but thankfully, the aunts understood our pain and kept it brief.

Of course, that didn’t mean the whole gathering was over.

Once the dishes were cleared and teacups and snacks were laid out, the endless small talk began.

And now, instead of Grandfather, the aunts took over the conversation.

Honestly? I think I preferred Grandfather’s speeches.

“Muyeol, from the look of things, you’re trying to swallow up Incheon completely this time.

Is it going well?”

I was zoning out and sipping my tea when a question suddenly flew at me.

It was from Go Hayoung, her eyes gleaming, a sly smile playing on her lips.

“If you want, I can help.

Conquest takes money, you know. Just say the word~.”

“Oh, no, that’s—”

—what I was about to say, but then I stopped myself.

Because I remembered what happened with Grandfather.

‘Trying to score points by saying “I’ll do everything myself” got me nothing but lost shares last time.

If I act all proud again for no reason, I might end up with nothing this time too...!’

A person should learn from history.

That’s how you make even one less mistake.

I...

I decided to learn from history...!

“If I need help, I’ll definitely ask.”

“Oh my, really?”

For °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° some reason, there was this seductive glint in Go Hayoung’s eyes.

Was it just my imagination?

“Our little Muyeol must be having a tough time, huh~? The way you’re talking.”

“Well, those people over there weren’t exactly cooperative. And then there was martial law...”

“True. They were acting ridiculous. Trying to declare martial law without even knowing their place.”

The aunts laughed at Choi Cheol-kyu, who’d already been sent off to the afterlife.

To them, a high-ranking government official like the mayor of Incheon was nothing more than a glorified land manager.

“But honestly, even if you say you’ll help, all you’ve got is your money games, right?

What he needs is real support.”

“Mm~, like what? Those fly-like guys you keep around?

Let me tell you—money is the scariest thing in the world, unni.”

“That’s just what people say when they’ve never stared down the barrel of a gun.

People like you, for example?”

Ahh.

Here we go again.

Just like last time, they’re latching onto one tiny thing and won’t let it go.

It’s just like watching Go Minji and Go Hayan fight.

“A gun? Geez, how violent~.

You think men are gonna like that?”

“What?”

“Men don’t like scary women.

Right, Muyeol?”

Oh for fuck’s sake.

Why the hell are you dragging me into this now?

“Ugh, seriously. What the hell are you doing? You’re way too old for this kind of nonsense, don’t you think?”

“Mm? What are you talking about, unni? freewēbnoveℓ.com

Is asking my nephew for his opinion nonsense?

Didn’t you stay over at Muyeol’s place last Friday?

That’s what I’d call nonsense~.”

“...”

Go Minyoung froze.

Like a computer that just glitched.

It only lasted a second, though—she recovered quickly and glared at Go Hayoung.

If you weren’t paying attention, you might have missed it.

But that means Go Hayoung, who was smiling sweetly the whole time, definitely saw it.

She saw Minyoung’s reaction clearly.

‘Goddamn, that’s intense.’

“What are you even saying?

You’re mistaken. I didn’t sleep over.

I went for a routine security check. Just dropped by to make sure Muyeol was okay.

I left right away since I was busy.”

“Oh, is that what it was~?”

Go Hayoung stretched her smile even wider and threw me a glance for no reason.

‘She’s sucking the energy right out of me.’

How should I put it...

Go Hayoung feels like Go Hayan’s silver tongue combined with a layer of slime.

She’s the kind of person you just can’t beat in a verbal fight.

And behind that gentle smile, you could feel something—

like the hungry eyes of a predator watching prey.

It made it a little uncomfortable to meet her gaze directly.

“Anyway, Muyeol,

there’s nothing in this world you can’t do with money.

So if you’re ever having a hard time, just come to me.”

“Ah, yes... Thank you.”

“Hmph. Money? As if we don’t all have that.

You sure like showing off over nothing.”

“Unni, what’s your problem?

All I said was I’d help my nephew.

What, do you not want Muyeol to do well?

That’s honestly just mean.”

“What? When did I ever say—?”

Hmm...

Just like how Go Minji can’t win against Go Hayan,

maybe Go Minyoung just can’t win against Go Hayoung.

‘Even the way she picks fights is the same.’

If you’re gonna pick a fight, at least figure out a place you can win.

She just charges in on impulse and ends up eating a counter to the face—

It’s like watching Minji.

Normally, Go Minyoung’s way more charismatic and competent than Go Minji,

but seeing her like this... yeah.

Blood doesn’t lie.

‘But seriously...

did Go Hayoung pick up on something between me and Minyoung?’

She’s been acting weirdly specific toward us ever since earlier.

The part about Minyoung coming to my house last Friday?

With all those mechas and guards she brought, it’d be weirder not to know.

Still, the way she said it—there was definitely a jab in there.

Especially that one word: slept.

Even I flinched a little.

Because “slept” can be interpreted a lot of different ways. Like, sex.

And then right after, she threw in the word “nonsense,”

so honestly, that’s almost—

‘She might already know that I’m sleeping with Go Minji.

Go Hayan could’ve told her.’

Back when I arranged that yacht meeting with Go Hayan,

I ended up getting caught mid-sex with Go Minji when she suddenly barged in.

I wouldn’t want to believe Go Hayan’s the type to run her mouth,

but hey—people can surprise you.

If she told Go Hayoung, “Muyeol and Go Minji were having sex,”

then she could’ve easily figured out what’s going on between us.

But Minyoung and me?

That’s gotta be harder to guess.

I mean, what outward sign is there, really?

‘The most would be that I visited the Militaris HQ?

But could she really be suspicious of us just from that?’

Back then, it had barely been any time since I got possessed.

From their perspective, Junkie Muyeol had only just cleaned up his act—

and now I’m already banging my aunt?

That’s a hard pill to swallow.

‘Maybe she’s just throwing shit out to see what sticks?

I mean, the ones closest to me right now are Minji and Minyoung...’

“Hey—stop with the useless bickering and say something helpful for once, will ya.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.”

While I was lost in thought, Grandfather stepped in and broke them up.

He looked at them like they were utterly pathetic,

but the aunts weren’t about to back down just because of that.

‘...Every last one of them is as tough as nails.’

Honestly, I can already tell—

my lower half is in for a very exhausting time.

++++

Since today was part of the holiday, there wasn’t anything scheduled besides meals and a bit of light tea time.

And honestly, even tomorrow—technically the day of Seollal—wasn’t all that different. They called it a holiday gathering, but in the end, it was just more eating and talking. The schedule was loose overall.

I figure Grandfather and the aunts come here half to relax.

They just lounge around the palace all day, come out when it’s time to eat, chat for a bit, then retreat to relax again...

It’s like this place gives them a legitimate excuse to rest.

They’re all busy people, after all.

Hey.

Hey you.

Yo.

You there.

Y

What are you doing

?

I said, what are you doing

Bastard

I was lying in bed trying to rest when I started getting messages from Go Minji.

From the way she was calling for me, it looked like she was horny again.

Noona

After all that pounding

Your pussy doesn’t hurt?

Why are you

Such a slut

The fuck are you saying, dumbass

Where the hell did that come from

Then why are you messaging me

If not for sex

You son of a bitch

You only ever hit me up when you wanna fuck

You piece of shit

Noona, seriously though

You ever called me

For something other than sex?

Of course I have

What,

You think I’m some kind of cum rag?

Heh.

Talks a big game.

Okay

So what is it

What do you want

Let’s fuck

I’m so fucking

Turned on right now

Aww you cum-drenched whore

Figures.

Like she’d ever call me for anything else.

lmaoooooo

lolololol

I knew it

Seriously

Hurry up and come

For every second you're late

You get one flick to the forehead

🖕

Don’t show up and you’re dead

I’ll fucking kill you

Oh nooo, so scary

I let out a sigh and grabbed some clothes.

I talk shit, but truth is, when Go Minji’s available for pounding, it’s best to take full advantage.

Of course, the ideal is Go Minyoung—she’s busier than Minji and harder to get—but for some reason, she wasn’t responding right now.

Beep.

I step out of the room.

I was just visualizing in my head where Minji might be staying and was about to head over when—

“Muyeol, where are you off to?”

—Go Hayoung turned the corner at the end of the hall and caught me mid-step.

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