I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 389
"Huh?"
After about a two-hour flight, we arrived in Dalian.
Even if I come alone, I get a massive welcome mobilizing both the Militaris Headquarters and the Dalian Direct-Controlled City—but with Go Minji by my side, it couldn't get any better.
It was so extravagant that I actually started to worry about the city’s budget, but the emotional weight of it didn’t last long. It was quickly buried beneath shock.
"O-O-Oh! Y-You’ve arrived, Y-Young Master... A-And, l-lady...!"
The last person I expected to see was here to greet us—Minji-ah from Biotech, of all people.
Did Min-young call her here too?
Or is this just a regular briefing or something?
"Still stuttering, I see."
Go Minji let out a soft chuckle and walked right past Minji-ah, who bowed deeply, trembling.
She must be used to this.
Still, isn’t that a bit much? You shouldn’t ignore someone like that.
I’m not gonna be like that.
“Wow... Didn’t expect to see you here. Good to see you, Aunt?”
I casually reached out and gave Minji-ah’s chest a squeeze as ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) I said hello.
I’d had my fill of groping Go Minji’s tits in that AV room, but Minji-ah’s chest is a whole different experience.
Even though both are big-breasted, the size alone is different, and while Go Minji’s boobs have a springy, chewy feel, Minji-ah’s are softer and richer in texture.
“Ah... y-yes...”
I couldn’t just stand there groping forever, so I wrapped up the appreciation quickly.
After giving her ass a pat as a greeting, I followed Go Minji, who was already walking off ahead.
“Noona.”
“What.”
“What’s with the attitude toward your aunt? You should at least say hello politely.”
“What? Aunt?”
Go Minji still sneered.
She clearly didn’t see Minji-ah as family at all.
Grandpa’s obsession with blood ties is showing here too, huh....
“Tsk. Look at this brat. You treat people like that, it’ll bite you in the ass someday.”
I said while fondling her butt—and Go Minji glanced back, then smacked my dick with the back of her hand.
“Ack!”
She hit me right in the balls, and it hurt like hell.
But this damned woman just smirked that signature smirk of hers.
“Worry about yourself, asshole.”
“Goddamn it, Go Minji...”
I caught up again and gave her ass a good smack.
She instantly tried to retaliate, but I dodged easily.
“You little peanut.”
“Peanut? Please. That’s your clit. Stop projecting.”
“You’re so dead.”
We bickered like that all the way into headquarters.
Well, that’s how Dalian is in general—but especially inside the headquarters building, where it’s considered Go Min-young’s turf.
Even ADHD brat gremlin-type Minji quiets down in here.
I heard she was raised with her fair share of beatings when she was younger, so I guess that makes sense.
To me, Go Minji always acts like a punk, picking fights nonstop, but all Min-young has to do is shoot her a look, and she folds instantly.
‘But don’t kids who grow up getting smacked usually turn out more reserved?’
Beats me.
Who knows what kind of education Go Minji received growing up...
“Hey.”
“What.”
“Did you hit it?”
“?”
We were walking down the corridor when she suddenly hit me with that.
No context, just “Did you hit it?”—what the hell am I supposed to say to that?
“That one. Did you hit it or not.”
She tilted her head slightly toward the back as she said it again.
[...]
Is she asking if I fucked Minji-ah...?
“You little shit. Not answering means you did.”
“...But why do you care?”
“Fucking Cao Cao-ass bastard.”
“No, seriously, why are you asking?”
“What do you mean why. The vibe’s weird as fuck, so I’m asking. What’s next, you already fucked your secretary, your older sister, your aunt—now you’re moving onto married women? You’re a goddamn degenerate~.”
“...You’re not wrong, but hearing it from you feels oddly unfair.”
“What’s so unfair, you pervert. How could you mess with a married woman? You’re seriously disgusting~. A damn sex freak. That’s not how people should be, you know~.”
Go Minji kept poking my side and grinning with those crescent-shaped eyes.
She looked like she’d just found a new toy to tease me with.
“Of all people, you’re the last one I wanna hear this from. And Minji-ah’s husband is dead.”
“Huh?”
“Been dead for a while now.”
That was the guy who was sniffing around Lee Na-eun, right? The one I killed.
Then his parents kicked up a fuss, and I erased them too. That was already last year. Ages ago.
“Try updating your intel once in a while.”
“Damn... I didn’t know.”
Go Minji’s eyes went wide as she murmured—then suddenly yelled, “Unnie!”
Guess she really doesn’t want to call Minji-ah “Aunt,” so she’s going with “Unnie.”
“Y-Yes?! Ack—”
Minji-ah replied in a hurry and bit her tongue in the process, then quickly caught up.
“Your husband’s dead? For real?”
“Ah... y-yes... He’s... dead.”
“Heh... when?”
“A-around last October....”
“What the hell. That’s older than I thought. How’d he die?”
“Ah, that’s...” 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
Go Minji slowed her pace and started digging for details.
Eventually, she even slung an arm over Minji-ah’s shoulders while asking.
I mean, seriously—who the hell asks a widow, “How did your husband die?” That’s how you get punched.
But of course, Go Minji knew exactly what she was doing.
Of course she’s a sadist—she finds someone’s pain and digs into it for fun.
But Minji-ah... she’s not really the type to cry over that stuff.
Hell, she’s the one who killed him. So I wouldn’t throw her under the bus.
Yank.
I pulled Go Minji’s ear.
“Aaaagh!! Shit!!”
She shrieked and stumbled along.
“You trying to die, bitch?”
“We’re almost there—stop harassing people. Why do you ask stupid shit like that.”
“Ah, n-n-no, I-it’s f-fine....”
“Oh please. I was just asking.”
“You asked something fucked up, that’s why.”
“No really, I’m fine—”
“Yeah right. What’s worse, a few questions or dragging someone off and raping them?”
[...]
“Worry about yourself~.”
Fuck.
I’ve got nothing to say to that.
“Go Minji, butthole stab.”
“Agh?! Fuck—fuck!! You’re dead meat!!”
++++
Go Min-young welcomed us while she was still working.
She’d cleared most of her schedule but apparently still had unfinished business.
Well, we did show up earlier than planned.
“You two seem to get along really well. I’m sure others will be delighted to see that.”
“Ah... haha. Just happened, I guess...”
Did she see our butthole-stabbing match in the hallway?
That comment hit right as we met, and suddenly I felt the wave of embarrassment.
Luckily, I’d never been on the receiving end of one—but even watching it was ridiculous.
Sure, I’ll be stabbing her with my dick later anyway, but doing finger stabs in public like that... yeah, that was a bit much, even for me.
“Mom, seriously. He needs discipline. Like what you used to give me.”
“You’re the older one. Treat your brother better.”
“Wow. Seriously.”
Go Minji twisted her body with maximum indignation.
“Ah, Minji-ah... Aunt came too. What’s going on?”
“Aunt?”
Go Min-young also seemed to fixate on that.
She stopped writing and looked up at me—not accusatory or anything, just pure curiosity.
Like she was genuinely wondering, “Why are you calling her ‘Aunt’?”
These people... they really don’t acknowledge her as family at all.
It’s not even hatred or discrimination—it’s just that Minji-ah is a side branch. Not blood.
“She said she had something important to bring. Wanted to deliver it herself.”
“Ahh... I thought you’d called her, Min-young.”
I sighed right after I said that, and Go Minji jabbed her elbow into my ribs.
Go Min-young glanced at her daughter and cleared her throat.
“Ahem... That’s one way to look at it.”
“I see.”
Still can’t call her “Min-young” in front of Go Minji, huh.
But don’t they both already know?
That her mom and I had sex—and that her daughter and I had sex too.
I mean, come on. They’ve gotta know.
These people never really tried to hide anything.
Our whole damn family is basically running on my sperm.
“The reason I called you today... aside from the RK issue, is to brief you on our Militaris operations and plans overall. Minji, you should get the latest updates too, right?”
“Ugh, so annoying.”
[...]
Go Minji grumbled, but froze under Min-young’s intense stare and looked away.
“Sigh... Once this is over, let’s head straight down.”
“Okay.”
“Go rest inside for now.”
We bowed politely and left the room.
“Hey. Don’t call her Min-young in front of Mom when I’m right here.”
“It just slipped.”
“If I did that, I’d get slapped across the face. God. Is being a man some kind of royalty? So unfair.”
“Slapped? I don’t think Min-young would actually slap you, even if she’s got a temper.”
She’s got a strong personality, sure, but slapping her own daughter?
I can’t picture that.
“...Technically, I wasn’t the one who got hit.”
“What?”
“I mean, it’s basically the same thing, right? She hit someone in front of me.”
...What?
“Wait, is that what you meant all this time when you said you grew up getting hit?”
“What about it.”
“You said you were beaten as a kid, but it sounds like you weren’t even the one getting hit.”
“Does it matter? I watched it happen. Right in front of me. That means I got hit too.”
“Wow.”
This logic is something else.
“Hey. She used to do it constantly when I was little. I’d make some tiny mistake, and she’d slap someone else across the face right in front of me. Think about how traumatized I was as a kid seeing that. That’s child abuse.”
“Minji-seon?”
“Oh, Minji-ah’s eldest sister.”
Judging by the name, another woman. So that’s the first sister, huh?
Jesus, the Min clan’s had it rough since back in the day.
“Tsk, tsk. So in the end, someone else took the hit. You’re calling that ‘growing up getting beaten’? Anyone hearing this would laugh in your face.”
“Why the fuck would anyone else be hearing our family drama?”
“You’re ridiculous.”
I thought she was talking about literal beatings.
“So, did you ever apologize? Must be awkward seeing her now.”
“She’s dead. What’s there to apologize for.”
“...Huh?”
“Why do you think Minji-ah—the fourth child—is the chairwoman of Biotech? The others are all dead.”
“...?”
I froze in place without realizing.
Minji-ah is chair because the others are dead?
That means at least three people are dead, minimum.
“You can’t run a company with thinking that shallow, kid. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Start using your damn brain to logically assess why things happen~ you little shit~.”
