“Shall we match up?”
The ancestral home that has been passed down through generations is on the verge of being lost. A man named Ryu Tae-san arrives leisurely in the chaos caused by loan sharks, completely unfazed.
“Are you perhaps a thug? A higher-class gangster than those loan sharks?” “Your judgment of people is terrible. What’s with you? I’m an Ivy League graduate.” “Oh, a thug with a foreign education?”
A man who is blessed by the Three Goddesses with an outstanding appearance and was born into the Baekun Group’s golden lineage. However, he is a man whose sharp tongue spewed venom sharper than any villain’s, and the rascal just happens to be my friend’s older brother.
“I’m asking if you’d like to get entangled with me—deeply.”
But he proposes to me using the ancestral home as leverage? A vulgar and rude proposal to match up. They say getting involved with a loser ruins your life.
“Just give in. I’ll treat you well.”
What the hell is he saying?
“Is my friend’s older brother okay?”
Of course, he wasn’t okay. There’s no way a crazy person like that could be a good husband.
