Childhood Friend of the Youngest Daughter of a Conglomerate Family

13 – I think he’s worth using

When I got home, Ara was crying.

And as soon as they saw me entering the house, they hugged me.

Burying my tear-stained face on my shoulder made it feel damp, but it wasn’t unpleasant.

What bothered me was why this child had to cry so much.

What did I do wrong? What did Ara do wrong?

Why is he crying like I’m about to die?

“Sol-ah, my wife… Oh I… Sigh, my, if I did well, I wouldn’t have done this… I didn’t say anything… I couldn’t hide it from her grandfather, so uh… Whoops, whoops… “

“… Why are you sorry You did nothing wrong. Stop crying.”

“That’s not enough… Grandpa said Sol was looking for you… Sol is going to tell me to throw you away… Awesome… “

“All right. That’s what I should be good at. Until I talk to him and come back, you’re stopping. Understand?”

“Ugh, ugh… “

Only then did Ara let go of me.

I wiped Ara’s tears and stroked her hair.

Yu Ji-tae, who was watching the two of us, informed me that I could enter Yoo Jae-joon’s work room.

His face was deeply shaded.

Yoo Ah-hyun next to him was especially bad.

Unlike her always bright face, she lowers her head as if she is guilty of something.

As I passed her, she said sorry in a low voice.

What are you sorry about?

Anyway, that’s not important right now.

From now on, maybe I will be able to tell the most important story in this life.

Maybe you’ll be kicked out of this house and put in a nursery or something.

It’s okay for me, but what about Ara?

Surprisingly, you might soon forget about me, but I feel like crying right now.

And it’s my job to make sure Ara doesn’t cry at all times.

Hansol Lee has to do that to Yoo Ara.

“Whoa… “

I took a deep breath and turned the doorknob.

There were three people sitting at the long parlor table.

Yoo Jae-joon and Han Seung-ah are sitting facing each other, and an old man I don’t know is sitting in the middle seat.

Is that person King Yoo Cheol?

Considering his age, his hair, which should have been white, wasn’t even white, and couldn’t be found as white as a termite.

Is it dyed?

His posture was upright, and his eyes were shining so much that he was almost poisoned.

It was similar to the pressure I felt when I first saw Yoo Jae-joon, but it was different.

King Yoo Cheol’s black dyed hair has a strong feeling of trying to deny aging.

There is something unnatural about not reaping that venom from a child like me.

Is that why he is wary of outsiders entering the family, or is he trying hard to hide the fact that his body is running out of strength?

It’s funny for someone like me to evaluate the chairman of a chaebol group, but I got the feeling that the old lion was roaring loudly on purpose.

It feels like you are forcibly trying to embellish yourself.

I bowed my head and greeted him.

“Hello, Chairman. My name is Hansol Lee.”

“…… “

Is there any answer? I wasn’t expecting much either.

I pondered for a while on which one to sit next to, Han Seung-ah or Yoo Jae-jun, and sat down next to Han Seung-ah.

If I had to argue, Han Seung-ah would be my official guardian, so that would be correct.

As I sat down, King Yoocheol’s hideous eyes turned toward me.

My body naturally froze at the gaze of obvious hostility.

Obviously, when I came in, I came in with the thought of speaking confidently, but my imagination and reality were completely different.

Even an old lion, a lion is a lion.

I wonder if this is what it would feel like to encounter a beast in the meadow.

His mouth, which had been observing me for a while, finally opened.

“Is that you?”

“Yes? Ah yes… That’s me. Yes, I am Lee Han-sol, whom the president said he would like to see… “

“Who said that? I called because I need to see you with my own eyes, not because I want to see you.”

… What the f*ck is the difference

No, actually, I know roughly what you mean.

Even though you don’t want to see the bastard sitting in your son’s house, you must have called because you had to see what the bastard was doing.

Even so, I’m a 6-year-old kindergartener, should I talk like that?

There was no one who treated Chief Lee as a child, but there was nothing so hostile.

If Chief Lee feels that even a child should be strictly educated, King Yoo Cheol has the feeling that he will suppress even a child.

“By the way, boy, did you observe me as soon as you came in? Being arrogant, how dare you judge me?”

“I-I just saw a grandfather I had never seen before, so I was curious… “

“Do you think I can’t tell the difference? I am the person who has judged others and evaluated me all my life. How dare this fox-like thing try to deceive me with nonsensical words?”

“… Sorry.”

f*ck, see through anything.

I feel ashamed to think of an old lion barking.

If King Yoo Chul is an old lion, then I am just a baby rabbit.

It has already been overpowered.

“This is the first time in my life that a gore like this has looked at me like that. So, what are you? Tell me what you are doing.”

“Chairman, Hansol is still 6 years old. Even if you don’t say it that way… “

“Seung-ah, stay still. Kid or whatever tell me yourself If what my son heard is correct, then you must have the capacity to speak.”

“… Yes, Chairman.”

The question of what he is doing.

I guess you’re asking me to reveal everything about myself.

I remembered Director Lee’s advice.

Answer only questions, bow as low as possible, and do not lie.

I explained my family situation to King Yoo Cheol, how I came to this house, and how I became Han Seung-ah’s ward.

When I finished my story, King Yoo Chul laughed and threw a word.

“My mother is a prostitute, and my father is a white man with no face. A very humble bloodline.”

Wow, see what this old man is talking about to a 6-year-old?

But well, it’s not wrong.

I don’t have affection for my parents, so I’m not particularly angry.

I don’t have the strength to protest against King Yoocheol’s words.

6-Year-old Lee Han-sol doesn’t know what a whore is, so let’s stay still.

Yoo Jae-joon gnashed his teeth instead of me, who stood blankly.

“Father… !”

“Lee Yoon-ah, right? Seung-ah, that girl who was at your agency for a while. I remember her for being arrogant and ignorant of her subject matter.”

“… Yes sir. That person is right, but… Still, if you talk about the child’s parents like that in front of the child… ”

“Be quiet, both of you. The person involved is also quiet, so why are you guys making a fuss? Yes, I said Hansol, right? Did you hate your parents too? Did you miss the father who abandoned you? How did you feel when your mother beat you?”

King Yoo Chul got up from his seat and stood in front of me.

He’s making eye contact with me and pouting.

… What the hell is this old man trying to do?

I thought Ami was a prostitute because of the chaebol president’s chosen people idea, but I guess that wasn’t the case.

This old man is provoking me now.

But why? Why would a human being like an adult from a chaebol family provoke something like me?

These people are probably the kind of people who don’t do things that don’t benefit.

‘The president likes talented children.’

I remembered what I heard from Chief Lee again.

Could it be that King Yoo Cheol is testing me now?

Are you expecting something from me?

Then there must be an answer to what King Yoo Cheol asked.

If you get it right, you’ll be recognized by this human.

“Why is that? Can’t you answer? Didn’t your mouth drop when you thought of the mother and father who abandoned you?”

“…… “

I have to answer well here, but this old man will allow me.

This time, unlike usual, you have to show the impression that you are extraordinary, not like a child.

Then should I curse at them for being trashy parents?

Or should I say nonsense that such a period will become the basis for later?

I don’t know what answer this old man wants.

“Hmph, was it just a guy like this? He just wasted his time. That’s it. Even if it’s tomorrow, I’ll go to the adoption place… “

“… Oh, it was painful!”

“Oh is that so? That’s too bad. Stop going out Now that it’s over… “

I hurriedly spit it out, but King Yoocheol showed an expression that he was no longer interested in me.

It must be something that he finally came up with.

Thinking that it shouldn’t end like this, I grabbed the hem of his trousers.

“… What?”

“Hoi, I know that this is an answer that the president is not satisfied with. But this is how I feel! I could have chosen a more specific answer, but I thought I shouldn’t lie to the president.”

“…… “

f*ck, I was in such a hurry that I said anything.

King Yoocheol frowned even more in fear.

Sorry Araya… It seems wrong now.

“… I’ll give you 50 points.”

“Yes?”

“It’s not extraordinary, but you have a sense of humor. I don’t know the answer I want, but I know why I asked that, right? It’s not bad to have an attitude that you won’t even lie.”

“Ah, yes… “

After saying that, King Yoocheol came back to me and started kneading my face and body.

“The appearance is wonderful… Was Abby an athlete? Looking at the skeleton, it will grow well.”

“Thank you…” ?”

“Are you close with Ara? What do you think of my granddaughter?”

Are they wary of whether this is targeting their granddaughter?

It may be for a different reason than what Yoo Jae-joon, the idiot of his daughter, asked, but what I have to say is the same.

“We’re close, but we’re just friends, and uh, Ara is the benefactor who saved me, so I’m always grateful.”

“Even the original guy. You don’t have to be so rigid. People of the same age can live under the same roof and get to know each other a lot. hahahaha.”

The human who just said Ami is a prostitute is now patting my shoulder while smiling kindly.

Instead of feeling relieved, it gives me goosebumps.

For what purpose did he change his attitude like this?

As much as I am old, I wonder if I have dementia.

Even after that, King Yoocheol continued the conversation by bringing up trivial things to me.

With a hearty smile that didn’t suit him.

“Then go out and see. It’s getting late, but the little ones should go to sleep. Take you out He is a pitiful child, but he did a very good job even as a guardian.”

“Yes? Ah… Your boss!”

Han Seung-ah also seems dumbfounded.

She must not have known that King Yoo Cheol would accept me so willingly.

Yoo Jae-joon also had a complicated face.

I bowed to King Yoo Chul and left the room.

“We take good care of her granddaughter. Hansol.”

I heard such a warm greeting from behind.

His words were kind, but they sounded like a thorn to me.

… I don’t know what it is, but I think it’s worth using for him.