The Chaebol Youngest Son Mga Nobela at Kwento

"What's the point of wishing when you know you will never walk again in the rest of your life? "Don't say it like that, Dad," she scowls slightly. "I believe in my heart that you will walk someday again. "Okay, I won't say it like that. "Anyway, your underworld friend? You never told me that you have this kinds of friends. Dong-hyun shook his head playfully, smiling. "Little Dea, there are so many things that you don't know about me yet," he lowered his voice, showing her the card. "My this old friend, his name is Shi-woo. His family had been running their Mafia business for half a century and now his son is the leader," Dong-hyun whispered the sentence. "Don't tell anyone, okay? He likes to

So she put on her prettiest smile and proceeded to dazzle the crowd. "Ah… I'm hungry." Sochun scratched the back of his head and pushed his unruly long-hair behind his ears. He pulled out his phone to order some food when he caught a pretty lady staring at him in the corner. He grinned his usual charming smile and casually walked up to her to introduce himself–not like she did not already know who he was. Everyone on campus did. He was Paek Sochun, and his father's talent agency was one of Korea's top ten, so even though he could not stand his old man, he had to admit that being his son came with all the perks.

That woman never thought that her opponent would be a company that hadn't been formed long ago. Oh, where would she put her face if she really lost to that company? Christine couldn't imagine how the media would make a big story about her defeat. No, she wouldn't. She wouldn't let that happen. Henry swallowed with great difficulty, "Sorry, Mom. The new company belongs to a young man who is quite competent in his field and he is an overseas graduate so he has good innovations." Christine immediately wanted to strangle her son for being so stupid, "Then, why don't you look for employees with equally good graduates? What's so hard about fighting a small company?"

The next morning, very early, Soo Min and Hyun Woo went to the residence of the Choi family, the family home of Choi Ye Eun, for the appointed visit. - From the information we gathered, there should be 3 people. Choi Young Sik, 60 years old, the head of the family and CEO of the fashion house. Next one is his wife, Lee Eun Hee, called by everyone Madam Lee, 47 years old. She used to be a very famous fashion designer, but now she practically gave up the spot to the Choi family's only son.- Hyun Woo read the information when Soo Min was driving.- And if we're talking about a son... His name is Choi Hyun Sik but for job uses name Hyun Choi, he is 27 years old. A very talented artist and the obv

Su Yeon went towards them, “Dr. Bai! Good morning! Are you also here for celebration?” Dr. Bai smiled, “Very Good morning my child! Of course. I came here with my family. He is my elder son.” Su Yeon widened her eyes, “What?... Ohh I-I am sorry,” and bite her tongue. The young man laughed and said, “I am used to it, don’t worry. Hello, I am Lee Kang Min,” and bowed. Su Yeon bowed back, “Hello Mr. Lee, I am Yoon Su Yeon—” she stopped and looked at him carefully, “Wait, Lee Kang Min… Mr. Lee aren’t you the winner of ‘Best Young Entrepreneur’?”

I tried to pull away, but he didn’t release me. I was sitting quietly, and he wanted to pull me off the stool? Who was he, and why approach me? Trouble-seeker, clearly. I remembered last month at the bank. Luzon was tailing him, my son insisted he was his father. The child even had a photo—I didn’t know whether Laki or Irithel gave it to him. Maybe that’s why he approached me. Curiosity. He hadn’t changed. Despite seeing him only in magazines, he became one of the world’s youngest CEOs at twenty-one. Three years have passed; he’s twenty-four now.