When Kang Chan came home, he saw a lot of documents on the table. Yoo Hye-Sook seemed happy.

After hearing her say, “Chan!” about three times, he washed up lightly and went to the table.

“Are those the document from before?” Kang Chan asked Yoo Hye-Sook.

“Yeah. I think we can support more places now thanks to you, so I’m going to sort them out beforehand.”

“Are you sure that you aren’t going to regret it?”

Yoo Hye-Sook glanced at Kang Chan, then smiled brightly.

“I don’t really fancy luxury bags or clothes like other women. But I do have this as my extravagance. I’m doing this because I want to. Your dad, fortunately, understands me, and I hope you understand me as well, Chan.”

“You look really happy. That’s good enough for me.”

“Thanks, chan. I’ll prepare dinner for you after I examine these for ten more minutes.”

Not wanting to disturb her, Kang Chan went to his room. When he plopped down onto the bed, his phone rang. It was as if it had been waiting for an opportunity to call him, waiting to eat away his happiness.

“Sharlan.”

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