It was a lie that Eunyeong saw the tarot dot.
It was simply a word for me to know the date of birth.
Unyeong texted this to his father,
Since all parents of Eunyeong graduated from college, they knew how to do Kakao Talk even if they were old.
My birthday is sent to my father because my mother and I are in the middle of the Cold War.
Eunyeong's father wrote it down in a memo and Eunyeong gave it to her mother.
"The date of her boyfriend's birth. Go and see the saju or the match!"
Eunyeong's mother took the memo and went to Baek Sa-ju in Nonhyeon-dong, Gangnam-gu.
The real name of the white sand wine was Baek Un-yeop. His second wife's ex-husband's daughter was famous for being a movie star.
Baek Sa-ju founded the International Institute of Myungri Philosophy and was the chairman of the board here, and many wives from Gangnam visited him because he was a famous person.
Park's mother had earlier said that when her son entered Seoul National University, she was accepted to medical school after taking another year.
However, if Baek Woon-yup's words were true, he could easily make fermented soybeans with red beans.
Eunyeong's mother drove her husband's car to Nonhyeon-dong with all the shapes and even Chanel bags.
The white sand wine welcomed Eunyeong when she saw her mother.
"Who is this? Aren't you Seo Kyo-dong's wife?"
"Hohoho, hello? Motherfucker. My son, who I know, has a woman to marry and wants to see how it works."
The mother did not say that Eunyeong was her daughter's match.
I gave the white sandpaper a note that had written down the date of their birth.
While the white sand wine was unraveling, Eunyeong's mother flattered the white sand wine.
"Oh, the director doesn't even get old. Even if Baek Jong-won, a culinary researcher, is a friend, I'll hear it."
"Thanks for looking young!”
"My friend's valiant comes here sometimes, doesn't he?"
"Oh, you mean Mrs. Apgujeong-dong, where her husband served as Minister of XX? It comes from time to time.
"How's the match coming out?"
"I don't think these two are going to fall apart. The sky and the earth are all in sync.”
"Well, is that so?"
"Look at this. It all adds up. Heaven's liver is a self-congratulatory hapto supported by Jeongim Almok, so it won't fall off. It won't come off even if I pour hot water on it.”
"What should I do, then?”
"What? You two should live together!"
Eun-young frowned and frowned. Then he sighed.
"How about a man's fortune? Is it a food drink?”
"Every meal. Self-made. He's got a lot of talent, so he'll be very rich. I don't know if he's a full-size man, but he's got more than 1,000”
"Huh! You must be lucky."
"What else do you want?"”
"How about a woman's fortune?"
"You're a white-skinned beauty with a new medicine bottle."
Eunyeong feels a little better.
"He's pretty, though."
Baeksaju said Eunyeong, slowly looking at her mother's countenance.
"The house is fine, too. You're a good student in a good family because of your mother's pride."
"Isn't that right, sir? Their parents are all decent people.”
When the woman's parents said they liked her, her mother went crazy.
Feeling good, I opened the Chanel bag. I took out a bag full of money and gave it to the white sander.
said the white sander, receiving money.
"Come to me if you want to get these people. I'll write it for you!"
"Don't tell Brave I've been here."
"To Mrs. Apgujeong-dong? No, I'm not telling you."
Eun-young's mother laughed in front of the white sand wine, but she only sighed after leaving the philosophy museum.
He went to the parking lot and grabbed the steering wheel of his SM7 car.
And shed tears on the handle.
"Ay! You bastard! You nailed me to my mother's chest like this! How dare you give your heart to someone who doesn't know the basics just because you have some money! Oh, you bastard!"
When Eunyeong returned home, Eunyeong asked her father.
"You say it's a good match? That stupid tactician?"
"I'm told it's a perfect match."
"You see. What did I tell you? I told you it would be a good match. Then let's meet on Sunday."
"Aha-hyo, bad girl!"
Eun-young's mother kept saying bad things as she went into the room.
Eunyeong's father texted Eunyeong.
[Mom agreed. Text him to come by six on Sunday.]
* *
While I was sitting at my desk and looking on the Internet, I got a text message from Eunyeong.
[Can you come to my house at 6 p.m. this Sunday? Make sure you wear a suit up.]
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
I suddenly began to get excited.
[Are you finally saying hello to your parents?]]
[Call me when you get home. I'll get out.]
[Thank you, Ouyeong. I'll make sure your parents feel like you're a smart groom after getting points!]
But there was also anxiety.
I wondered what I would do if my parents were disappointed at me.
I wondered what I would appeal to, even though I had no sign.
What I can boast about is showing off money, but this could have been a game-breaker.
You may have heard a marriage counselor say that money plays a crucial role in remarriage, but isn't that not the first marriage? It was because he could have been branded as a bad person in front of educated parents if he failed to show off his money.
I saw the calendar.
Since tomorrow is Saturday, I thought I should go to the Conrad Hotel and get a full body massage. I got a new haircut and new shirts and ties.
I was still excited when I got home from work.
I was going to tell my mom and dad that I was going to meet my girlfriend's parents, but I quit. Because if I talk and things go wrong, I'm the only one who gets funny.
I lay down on the bed.
I was already excited to think how good it would be if I could get married and sleep with Eunyeong lying next to me. Eun-yeong's pretty face and white skin kept on looking young.
The next day, I got a body massage and went to a hair shop. And I even washed my car with my hands. And I sprayed perfume on the tea.
When I tried on these clothes and looked in the mirror, my mother said.
"Where are you going to see the line? Why do you make all kinds of shapes?"
"Oh, I have a meeting tomorrow."
Mom looked at me with pride as I dressed up.
"I've got a good son!"
"Mom's got a good daughter, too. Is Jun-hee a little smart when she went to America?"
"She's all good, but she's got no heart..."
It was 5 p.m. on Sunday.
I came down to the parking lot to go to Unyeong's house.
"Don't be too awkward and let's be natural. Isn't it Choi Jun-sik no matter how much I groom and pack?"
Rather, my heart was warmer than yesterday. I thought it would work out well.
I took out the ginseng set I bought yesterday from the back trunk of the car.
I couldn't go empty-handed, so I bought it for my parents.
I loaded the ginseng set next to me.
I called Eunyeong.
"I'm starting from my house now."
"It'll be hard to park in front of my house. So I put up a no-parking sign so I wouldn't stop another car. You can put it away and park it.”
"Okay."
"You're coming by Benz Maybach, aren't you?"
"Yes, I even washed the car."
"Ho-ho, okay. Call me again when you get there."
I came to my house in Seogyo-dong.
I thought I arrived too early, so I went around the alley one more time. And parked exactly five minutes ago. There was really a no-parking sign in front of the cafe, so I cleaned it up and parked my car.
Then I called Eunyeong.
"I just arrived."
"I'll go down."
After a while, a bright-faced Eunyeong appeared.
"The building is small?"
"I was born and raised in this house. When I was young, it was a detached house with a yard.”
Eunyeong's house was a four-story building.
The bottom floor was a cafe, and the second and third floors seemed to be used as offices by some companies. The house of Eunyeong, the owner of the building, had four floors.
The cafe downstairs was out of business today.
This kind of building would not interfere with the monthly rent.
said Unyeong with a smile.
"My house is an old building, so there's no elevator."
"The fourth floor is perfect for walking up for exercise."
I opened the front door and went in.
The living room was brightly lit.
The interior was the same as the structure of the apartment we live in. The size seemed to be about 45 pyeong.
Unyeong opened the main room.
"I'm here."
Eunyeong's dad came out.
"Welcome."
I bowed heavily.
"How are you? Father!"
Eunyeong's mother also came out.
I made a hasty bow on the floor of the living room.
Young people these days don't bow, but I did. That's because I thought I would be able to fill up my lack.
"Nice to meet you for the first time. Mother! I'm Choi Jun-sik!”
When I spoke loudly and bowed suddenly, Un-yeong opened her eyes wide and panicked.
"Yi, what temple!"
When I finished bowing, Eunyeong said,
"Sit down."
I sat down on the floor of the living room, not on the sofa.
The 4.5 million won Tom Brown coat was placed on the sofa.
Eun-young stared at me with a disapproving look on her mother.
I sat with my chest outstretched.
One of her son's friends, Eun-young's mother, went to a local university because she was not good at studying. I don't get along with my son these days, but I had a friend like that.
Eun-yeong's mother imagined her friend, but the friend sitting in front of her looked at her again because she seemed to have unexpectedly good skin and she looked at her again. He seemed to have a lot of hair.
It was natural that I had good skin and thick hair.
Even yesterday, I got a body massage. It was true that I often got high-quality massages without blemishes and smudged my skin. Of course it was the power of money.
And when I lived in Daldong, Sillim-dong, my hair looked poor because I had circular hair loss, but now I have a lot of hair transplant surgery, which made it look richer than other people.
And I was more bushy because I wore expensive clothes. Also, I looked younger because Eunyeong was younger than my brother.
Eun-young's mother looked at me again. That's why the sign is so rich and I thought that it would go well with Eunyeong. Eunyeong sat next to him, and his face looked similar.
Eunyeong seemed a little relieved. The young man in front of me looked very nice, but first of all, he looked good.
Eunyeong's mom kept looking at me, so I looked at her too.
Eunyeong turned her head shyly. Then he said with a slight smile.
"Oh, by the way, look at my mind. I'll get the car."
Eunyeong's mother stood up. Eunyeong also stood up.
Eunyeong brought me a small table and put it in front of me and followed the car.
Unyeong brought a fruit plate.
Eun-young's father also put down his cushion and sat face to face to face with me. Then Eunyeong said to her mother.
"You sit here, too."
Eun-young poured water from her porcelain kettle into a teacup.
It wasn't just a pack-in car. He followed the tea exactly the same way he saw it at the villa of the chairman of Group G in Yangpyeong.
I drank tea gracefully using both hands, as the way the chairman of G Group and the head of law firm Hwachon used to drink.
Eun-young looked at me again with her eyes wide open.
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