I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 270: 18+

‘You... want me to... eat this?!’

There’s no way he mistook a bowl of rice for a bowl of Go stones.

Go Youngman’s intention was crystal clear.

He was telling him to eat it.

‘Crazy old bastard...!!’

How the hell is a person supposed to eat Go stones?

And this many of them!!!

If he actually ate all of these, it wouldn’t just end with some stomach damage.

But....

Shaking.

Kwak Hyeon-gi reached out toward the bowl overflowing with Go stones.

His hand was trembling violently.

‘Every last Koryo bastard is insane...!’

At last, he picked up one Go stone.

And shoved it into his mouth, swallowing it.

Gulp.

The stone was large, making it unpleasant to swallow, but it was easier than expected.

Still, something uncomfortable was starting to stir in his gut.

“You think you're gonna fill up eating one at a time like that~ nibbling away~?”

“...”

Sure, if he kept at it like this, he’d eventually get through them all, but there’s no way Go Youngman would allow that.

In the end, Kwak Hyeon-gi grabbed a handful of Go stones.

“Ghh...!”

Even at a glance, swallowing this much was obviously too much.

But he couldn’t not do it.

Kwak Hyeon-gi began stuffing them into his mouth—whether it’d work or not, he had no choice.

...

“How many bowls is that now?”

“This is the fourth bowl.”

“Haha... you know, when you get older, your stomach doesn’t work like it used to. Even when you want to eat a lot, it just won’t go down.”

Click.

Clearly something had just happened, but around Go Youngman, the scenery was as if nothing had.

The same old office, the same view as always—Go Youngman still playing Go like usual.

“Well, anti-aging is about fixing even that. But that guy—he refuses even that just to show off his years of experience. Yet he still stuffs himself like that—it’s all greed, just greed.”

“You're absolutely right. Lately, I’ve been feeling more and more worn out myself.”

“Oh? You too? Should’ve said something earlier. I would've told Medical.”

The exchange between Go Youngman and his chief of staff looked like a lighthearted chat—but a wider look revealed that it was anything but.

Hurk....

At the center of the office, an old man was kneeling, swaying as if he might collapse at any moment.

It was a precarious sight—but Go Youngman didn’t pay it any mind.

And then—

Blehkk!

The old man—Kwak Hyeon-gi—let out a choking cough and vomited up something along with dark, blood-red spit.

Thud-thud.

Go stones soaked in blood bounced across the floor.

“Khak! Ahh...”

Cluck cluck cluck cluck.

Only then did Go Youngman finally click his tongue, wearing a face of slight pity.

“See? Told you. It’s greed.”

He’s the one who told him to eat them all.

Kwak Hyeon-gi felt it was deeply unfair, but he didn’t have the mental clarity left to say anything.

He scrambled to gather the scattered stones, trying to clean up the carnage he himself had created.

But what about the blood...?

Come to think of it, there was more blood than expected, and his mind was starting to get fuzzy too.

Most likely, his organs were damaged from forcing down the Go stones.

Hurrkk!!

He vomited again, spitting up more blood and Go stones.

Now that the stones he worked so hard to swallow were coming back up, his insides hurt even more.

“He finally filled his belly, and now he pukes it all up—doesn’t that just leave his stomach empty again?”

The chief of staff brought over a fresh stainless-steel bowl.

He opened the lid.

Inside, it was filled to the brim with a new batch of Go stones.

“...!!”

Kwak Hyeon-gi looked up at him in horror, his whole body trembling.

Then—

“C-CEO... sir...!!”

On his knees, crawling across the blood- and stone-splattered floor, he made his way to Go Youngman and slammed his forehead to the ground.

“I’m sorry! I was wrong! I’ll take full responsibility and clean everything up! Please—just once—please forgive me!!!”

When he first entered the room, he still had the bare minimum of human pride.

But now, that was long gone.

If he kept shoveling down Go stones like this, he would definitely die.

So he begged. Desperately.

Go Youngman stayed still for a moment, then leaned forward slightly with his hands on the desk.

Kwak Hyeon-gi was kneeling too close, and was hidden behind the desk from his view.

"Come on, you're still holding up just fine. Seems to me like you’ve still got some fight left in you, no?"

“!! N-No, not at all, Chairman!! What are you saying?! I would never—never even think of such a thing!!”

Go Youngman sat back down in his chair.

“...I made a promise to my grandson, you know.”

“...?”

“From the way he acted, it really seemed like he had a thing for Incheon. So I casually asked, and sure enough—I was right. He said he wanted Incheon.”

“!!”

“So I said, alright then! Incheon’s yours. That’s what I told him.”

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“I mean, if I personally got involved, handing him Incheon would be quick and clean. But he didn’t want that. Said he wanted to go through everything himself, step by step, and feel the satisfaction of earning it... What kind of grandfather would I be if I couldn’t even grant my grandson a single wish?”

“I’m sorry, I’m truly sorry, Chairman!!”

“I was watching things unfold and thought, okay, it’s going reasonably well. I can give him a nudge here and there without making it obvious. But then out of nowhere, I hear he’s killed the entire district office. I’m like, what the hell is going on? So I dig a little deeper, and turns out, the tenant farmer didn’t recognize the landlord’s son and tried to block him. Acting all arrogant.”

Kwak Hyeon-gi slammed his forehead against the floor.

It felt like the least he could do.

Go Youngman once again placed his hands on the desk and stood halfway up.

His eyes scanned the chaotic mess on the floor—and the pitiful state of Kwak Hyeon-gi.

“When you’ve played the part of a tenant farmer for too long, I guess the land starts looking like it’s yours, huh?”

“Absolutely not!!!”

“Don’t make me step in personally. That would be disgraceful.”

“O-Of course, sir! I’ll make sure that never happens!!”

Granted, this was already about as personal as it got—but hey, at least he hadn’t summoned Mayor Choi Cheol-kyu and beat him down directly, right? So maybe it still counted as ‘indirect’ involvement.

Go Youngman waved his hand, signaling that it was time to leave.

He hadn’t given any specific orders, but the message was clear as day.

Kwak Hyeon-gi, still prostrating, didn’t see the gesture—only after the chief of staff quietly addressed him did he slowly rise to his feet.

“Khuhk.”

His stomach was still packed with Go stones he hadn’t vomited up yet.

Felt like he might explode at any moment.

But he endured the pain and discomfort, bowing at a full ninety degrees.

“Nngh!!”

The motion compressed his gut, pressing the stones from inside.

The pain was sharp enough to bring cold sweat pouring down.

Barely holding it together, he straightened up and staggered out of the room.

“...”

Go Youngman stared after him for a moment, then let out a sigh.

“Is it really okay to leave that one be?”

He was talking about Go Muyeol.

“He’s the one who asked for nothing, so I haven’t given him anything. But the tenant farmers are starting to get it twisted. They think he’s been cast aside. Tsk.”

Go Muyeol’s sense of achievement...

And the disregard of those around him.

Which should take priority?

It was a dilemma that burned hot in his mind.

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"Surprisingly, Ju-hyeon was ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) still a virgin. When I grabbed her moon-shaped buttocks and thrust, her hymen tore, and unusually bright red blood flowed out.

'Oh...'

Of course, I had no intention of going easy on her just because she was a virgin. Today, I planned to ravage her terribly.

Thrust!

'Ah! Master...!! Please, just a bit gentler!! It hurts so much...!!'

Ju-hyeon didn’t ask me to stop, just to do it more gently.

Of course, I didn't listen.

'On a cold day like this, going slow would freeze us to death.'

We were outside. This was no place to stay naked for long.

So, any request to slow down was denied.

'Ah!!'

I grabbed Ju-hyeon's hair and thrust as I pleased.

Creak! Creak!

The cold air hitting my penis, then burying into her warm, soft flesh felt great, the contrast was especially pleasant.

'Maybe doing it outside in the cold isn’t so bad...?'

The only downside was the burning sensation on my thighs as they hit Ju-hyeon’s buttocks.

Still, it felt incredibly good to me. It didn’t take more than three minutes, my premature pace, until I came inside her the first time. I pulled her close and ejaculated as deep as I could.

'Haah, haaah...!!'

Ju-hyeon trembled in shock from the ejaculation.

'Ah...ahh...!!' 'I didn’t know you were a virgin. With that face, you could at least be a whorehouse candidate. Be happy.' 'Ah,'

She wasn’t pleased at all. She doesn’t understand what it means to be mine.

For the record, the only politician who is mine is Kim Eun-ji. So she’s just a candidate.

I pulled out and helped Ju-hyeon up. She staggered, leaning on me as she stood.

'Now...'

'Alright. I'll accept the apology of our 'independent' Assemblywoman Ju-hyeon.' 'Ah...'

Her face twisted into a complex expression. She seemed to be deep in thought.

When your head is full, sex is the best solution.

I dragged her into a nearby tent.

'Eh? Eh??'

Ju-hyeon kept expressing her confusion as I pulled her along. Even as I ignored the woman in the tent and laid Ju-hyeon down, she kept a bewildered 'why?' expression.

'Jus-just a moment...!' 'Why.' 'The end, earlier, it was over...!' 'Would that be the case?'

I spread her legs and thrust again."

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