After experiencing a tragic car accident, Liu Zhengjie, whose ancestors were from China and who was now an ordinary Korean worker, woke up to find himself the eldest son of the powerful Korean chae...
Han Ji-yeon widened her eyes in surprise.
"Are you really going to do this?"
"There's no other way. This is a battle of survival. If you're soft-hearted, you won't survive. Despicable? Shameless? When you're called that, it means you've survived. Only those who laugh last are entitled to enjoy this kind of infamy."
The smile on Han Ji-yeon's face disappeared. She didn't know what Park Jin-hyuk had been through to say such a thing.
She felt a chill in her heart.
"Didn't you say you wanted to be by my side and see how I do it? I'm demonstrating, and you just follow my lead."
"Let me learn from you?"
Seeing Han Ji-yeon's surprised face, Park Jin-hyuk smiled and said:
"Isn't the purpose of watching ultimately to learn how to do it? I only have one stepmother, but you have three, and one of them is probably even more difficult to deal with than Director Wu."
Han Ji-yeon nodded slightly.
"A woman with children is easier to deal with because her children are her weakness."
Han Ji-yeon looked at Park Jin-hyuk without saying anything.
"You haven't thought of it that way, have you?"
Han Ji-yeon certainly hadn't thought about it that way.
"It seems you haven't experienced life-and-death competition yet, so your heart isn't hard enough."
Although Han Ji-yeon lost her mother's love since childhood, her father still loved her after all, so her stepmothers could not do anything to her.
In comparison, Park Jin Hyuk has experienced too much.
Therefore, in his opinion, Director Wu and Chairman Han’s two wives were not the most ruthless characters.
Han Ji-yeon lowered her head and stopped talking, so Park Jin-hyuk didn't continue.