I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family

On my way out after greeting Grandfather, I ran into my aunt.

She seemed a little surprised to see me and gave a faint smile.

“You arrived early.”

“Yes, thanks to you, Aunt. You came right over too, I see.”

“I happened to be nearby in the airspace.”

“I see.”

There was a peculiar tension in the air.

I hadn’t done anything yet, but I could already feel a stirring, remembering the taste of Go Min-young from yesterday, even as my body reacted on its own.

Damn, I want her.

I want to take her to a room, spread those long legs, and—

“Nephew.”

“Uh, yes?”