Chapter 168:

As the wind blew, a new version of Lee-yeon emerged, and Choo-ja closed her eyes in response. “Honey, are you watching? Your niece has grown up so well. The withered little girl is now smiling like an adult. She used to break and cut, but now she has bloomed like a sturdy tree,” she thought.

Lee-yeon looked back at the towering peak, barely containing her trembling lips. She had so many things she wanted to say, but if she had to say only one thing – “Good night.”

Lee-yeon finally placed a white flower on top of the tomb.

It was for her first love, who was sleeping deeply inside her heart.

“You don’t have to wake up now.”

For her, he had fallen asleep in the forest forever, there was no need to wake him up anymore.

***

Tut tut tut...

The sound of a vital sign monitoring machine flowed indifferently in the room.

“Young master...”

Jang Beom-hee looked at Kwon Chae-woo, who was sleeping like a dead man, with a depressed gaze.

Kwon Chae-woo had collapsed as soon as he got in the car and had been in a deep sleep for several weeks. The man, who had awakened his central nervous system with his mental strength and medication, fell into a deep sleep as if he were trying to release all the accumulated fatigue at once.

The problem was that all these plans were at risk of being distorted because of the irregular sleep pattern of the young master.

Ziiing. Ziiing.

Jang Beom-hee cut off her complicated thoughts and calmly answered the phone.

“Yes, sir.”

-How is the child?

“He’s being taken care of well.”

-Be sure to take good care of him so that he doesn’t get any scratches.

“Yes.”

-But if necessary, you can educate him as you see fit.”....”

“....”

“If it’s more convenient to use, then that might be the way to go.” So for the first time, Jang Beom-hee joined Kwon Ki-seok’s plan.

“Take good care of Lee Gyu-baek.” That was the most feasible way to call So Lee-yeon. While it was still unclear why Kwon Ki-seok was so fixated on Lee-yeon, their goal was the same: to bring her to the Kwon family.

Jang Beom-hee looked at the sleeping master, who knew nothing, and closed his eyes tightly. “I’m sorry, young master.” He needed someone to wake him up every morning.