There Are Four Top Idol Uncles - Chapter 134

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Episode 134
That night, at the Hyun Family estate in Pyeongchang-dong.
Yusong entered his home, weighed down by profound exhaustion.
“You’re back?!”
Upon seeing Mrs. Ju, who had come to greet him in her bare feet—
“Wait, why are you alone? Shouldn’t someone be coming with you?”
He sensed that his fatigue was about to deepen considerably.
“I’m not certain what you mean, Mother.”
“Your granddaughter, Yewon! You went to see Yewon today, didn’t you? You weren’t planning to hide that from me too, were you?”
Somewhere along the line, information had leaked. How troublesome.
Yusong skillfully ignored Mrs. Ju and unwound his muffler.
“Ah, so you’re invoking your right to remain silent?”
“Wouldn’t it be better for someone of your advancing years to refrain from overexertion and retire to bed early? It seems to be well past your bedtime already.”
“How am I supposed to sleep when my child is out there in the world?!”
Mrs. Ju’s outburst didn’t even make Yusong blink.
He had long since steeled himself against his mother’s excessive and utterly ineffectual declarations.
“I fail to understand what you’re saying. First, your children have been away for over a decade. Second, I cannot comprehend why you’ve changed your position when you were the one demanding they leave the house. Third, go to sleep.”
Just as Yusong was closing the door to make his escape,
“If you keep pretending not to understand, I have my own ways of handling this.”
Mrs. Ju’s voice struck the back of his head like a blade.
Good grief.
This had become genuinely troublesome.
Yusong exhaled a short, silent sigh and turned back around.
This was precisely why he had intended never to let the child be discovered until she was old enough.
“What do you mean?”
“If you won’t bring the child here, then I’ll go fetch her myself! I raised three dark-hearted sons alone—surely I can raise one little angel?”
Faced with Mrs. Ju’s forceful declaration, Yusong realized that gentle persuasion would never work with his mother.
There was no choice, then.
“While I’ve understood nothing you’ve said thus far, if you’re truly considering taking the child from another family, allow me to explain how profoundly misguided that notion is.”
“What?”
“First, no child on this earth wishes to be separated from the family they already love and live among strangers they’ve never met—especially not a dysfunctional family like ours. Second, the people in this household are nothing but harmful to an ordinary child. And the most harmful among us is you, Mother. Third, unfortunately, I’m included in that assessment as well.”
“You’re speaking with such an unguarded tongue that—”
“If you wish to be despised by that child for the rest of your life, then by all means, storm into that house and try to take her. You’ll likely face multiple felony charges and receive nothing but profound hatred from the child.”
“!!!”
“And then our stock will plummet due to owner risk, shareholders will move to remove us, and the politicians who’ve been waiting for an opportunity will have the perfect excuse to tear us apart. All of this could happen because of a single selfish choice on your part.”
Yusong’s words flowed without pause or hesitation, leaving Mrs. Ju stammering and unable to form a proper response.
“If your life is so tedious, take up exercise. But don’t meddle with a family that’s doing well.”
This boy truly had no respect for his elders!
Yet Mrs. Ju was painfully aware that, unfortunately, not a single word that had emerged from that infernal mouth was untrue.
“So you’re saying you’ll simply abandon your own child and not raise her with your own hands? What kind of father does such a thing?”
“….”
When Yusong didn’t answer immediately, Mrs. Ju’s confidence surged once more.
“You talk a big game, but I know better than anyone that you want to bring that child here even more than I do. So be honest with me—what are you planning?”
“I’ll do my best to ensure the child can be happy.”
“!”
Mrs. Ju’s words caught in her throat at Yusong’s response.
“I’m not saying I’ll do my best to become the primary guardian—I’m saying I’ll do my best to make the child happy.”
Yusong exhaled a long, measured breath.
“After weighing every possible scenario and condition, if I truly am the best guardian… then the child will choose me someday. Until then, I intend to meet her as often as possible and earn her trust.”
“And if you’re not?”
“….”
“What if your daughter prefers those uncles to you? What if she says she wants to live with them for the rest of her life instead of you? Then what will you do!”
At the desperation in Mrs. Ju’s voice, Yusong’s eyes wavered for a moment.
But that wavering was brief.
“If it’s my shortcoming, how could I have the audacity to force my will upon the child? I suppose I’ll have to live next door and wait for an opportunity to speak with her.”
“No, what about your business in the United States!”
“Even if I sold it immediately, the proceeds would be enough for five generations to live comfortably.”
Of course, I have no intention of letting my child meet someone resembling a husband either.
Yusong quietly omitted the rest of his thoughts.
“….”
What a relentless man!
Mrs. Ju clicked her tongue. He was her son, but truly relentless to a fault.
“Then are we finished with this discussion?”
As Mrs. Ju finally seemed to understand his resolve, Yusong’s expression returned to its usual impassiveness.
“Since you appear to understand, I’ll make one final request. Don’t approach the child. If you want to be helpful, look into this instead.”
With that, Yusong handed Mrs. Ju a document.
“What is this?”
“It’s an entertainment agency called Mirae Entertainment.”
In fact, from the earlier conversation with Seonwoo Yeong,
“…I’ll need to ask Lee Doha again exactly what’s needed, but I suspect he’ll mention a company called Mirae Entertainment too.”
“Mirae Entertainment?”
“Yes. It’s the company where a con artist worked—someone who impersonated a relative of Yewon’s biological father and tried to take her away. Something about it seems off. They’ve been continuously targeting Yewon and committing crimes since then.”
I had obtained such a lead.
“Oh, and you’ve already heard about the person who tried to kidnap Yewon, right? He’s currently being prosecuted, so you might want to check on that. Though there probably isn’t much you can do about it.”
…Upon hearing such an astonishing story,
Yusong found himself at a loss in many ways.
“If it were a small company, I would have simply acquired and dismantled it… but it turned out to be larger than expected.”
Though Yusong omitted much in his explanation, Mrs. Ju immediately grasped his meaning.
“So you’ll need ‘some’ help, then?”
“Unfortunately, my connections domestically are still rather limited.”
“Look at you. You’re no different, are you? Hmph. Always acting so superior, as if you’re the only one who matters.”
“….”
How utterly childish to the very end.
When you’re clearly more sincere than anyone about trampling this Company, why bother adding such remarks?
“Hey, when you go see the baby, you’re taking me with you, right? Huh? Don’t tell me you’re being so petty as to go alone?”
Yusong closed the door quietly instead of answering.
My nose is three feet long—what nonsense is she spouting?
The moment the door shut, Mrs. Ju made a call without a moment’s hesitation.
“Hello, it’s me. Sung Manager. That proposal I told you to put forward—did you get a response? Are they selling?”
-Yes, ma’am. When I doubled the offer, they agreed to sell immediately.
“Good. If they won’t budge, it just means the amount isn’t high enough.”
Mrs. Ju spoke with absolute certainty.
“So when can they vacate the property?”
-Ah, yes. I’ve asked them to vacate as quickly as possible, but the owner’s side is requesting about two weeks.
“Two weeks? That’s too long. I suppose it can’t be helped. Tell them to vacate as fast as they can. Really, the adjacent unit would be perfect, but what good is it when I live in a Penthouse with no neighbors?”
-Still, the unit directly below is the closest residence to you, ma’am.
“Why don’t you put in an offer for the unit below that one too? Not double—set the ceiling at about 1.5 times the price.”
-Pardon?
“No, it’s because I’ve raised my son too softly. I need to look after the children myself, don’t I?”
Mrs. Ju shook her head disapprovingly.
What? If I lived in that adjacent unit, I’d have a chance to strike up a conversation?
This is ridiculous.
That granddaughter lives in a Penthouse with no neighbors—what kind of fool doesn’t know that?
“If things come to that, I’m thinking of having my son live there.”
-Ah, yes… So you won’t be living together with your son?
“I was considering it, but I’ve had a change of heart today.”
No matter how much he struts about in his own conceit, he needs to learn there’s a ceiling above him.
Let him understand that there’s a ceiling above his head, and above that ceiling stands his mother.
Mrs. Ju chuckled softly and ended the call.

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