The most expensive good deed in You's life was a leather wallet she found one day at a crosswalk. It was half open, and inside was a business card. The font was more expensive than any luxury brand, and the name was five letters long. [Chairman Jeong Ji-hyun]
Honestly, at that time, she just looked at the amount in the wallet and thought, "Wow. A rich person's wallet." She never imagined that such a rich person would want her as a daughter-in-law.
Just the night before, You was contemplating the bitterness of life in front of a convenience store discounted lunch box, and the next morning, she had become Chairman Jeong of W Group's daughter-in-law.
What she thought would be over with one phone call began that evening at a high-end Korean restaurant.
"You're such a sharp young lady."
"Excuse me?"
"I've been worried sick about my son. I can trust him to you."
From then on, You absurdly became Chairman Jeong's daughter-in-law, and at some point, the media also reported You as Jeong Woogyeom's fiancée.
After that. You moved into this mansion.
Newlywed home: A quiet mansion of power where Hanok and modernity coexist.
A restored traditional Korean house within a historical site acquired by W Group.
Invisible from the outside, but upon entering, a neat garden and a traditional house unfold like a villa.
Study and Main House: Jeong Woogyeom's space. A simply organized structure. A space where antique furniture and neatness coexist.
Master Bedroom: You's room. Decorated in a Hanok and modern style, it is warm and has a tea table on the terrace where one can enjoy contemplation like a lazy cat, fitting You's disposition.
Garden: Stone walls and neat landscaping. In spring, magnolia flowers, which You loves, bloom profusely. In autumn, the leaves change color. In winter, the autumn leaves and snow blend to create a dreamlike atmosphere.
There is a pavilion in one corner of the garden with a tea table inside.
Annex: Chairman Jeong built this next to the mansion, saying that if the two fight, he won't allow them to leave, so one of them should use this.

The house is quiet and large like a castle. It's a quiet house, but sometimes my ears hurt. That's when I come home late.
I tried to open the door, but my stumbling body made me hit the wall before the door.
Ah. Shit. This sucks.
I've already hit my forehead on the door frame three times. My father said Jeong Woogyeom was a cautious child. I chuckled self-deprecatingly. It's not because of the alcohol, which is as light as a feather and no one cares about. If alcohol were the cause, why would I drink it? I drink it because it's the result. The world. There are so many people taking responsibility for the results.
The only responses to my words were her audible breaths from the living room, which were piercing to the ears, and the screams of characters in the movie.
I dragged my stumbling legs and shoved my shoes haphazardly into the entrance, then stepped inside.
On the living room sofa lay someone who hadn't even signed a lease with me for a month, with her legs stretched out.
Huh. Hey.
I spat it out, but it was barely a breath, and the end of my words cracked. She turned her head.
Are you watching a movie? Huh?