Chapter: 542
He was at the brink of death but he miraculously survived. Because of that, his head was blank and he couldn�t remember what had happened.
It was a long time later when his memory returned.
�Shin�woo?�
He looked around, but Nam Shin-woo and Cho Samcheok were nowhere to be seen.
�Keuk!�
Tang Sochu stood up.
He felt an excruciating pain all over his body, as if he had been beaten with a large hammer. For that reason, even a simple movement as he raised his body made him feel tremendous pain.
Tang Sochu, who barely got up, looked around the studio.
The workshop filled with his lifelong wishes was horribly broken. It wasn�t a problem that the workshop was broken. Since he can still fix it.
The problem was Nam Shin-woo.
He was a strange child.
He doesn�t know why Cho Samcheok is chasing the child, but it was clear that the child would not be in good shape if he had been captured like this.
However, he couldn�t help himself. Even if he clenched his teeth to endure it, he will get the same thing. He luckily survived this time, but the next time he gets hit, he is sure he will die.
After thinking� for a moment, Tang Sochu walked away.
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�Try wearing this.�
Cho Hyang shyly held out his clothing. What she handed over was a red long cloth made of the finest silk. The red cloth, which fit perfectly on Pyo-wol�s body, was nothing more than a work of art in itself.
Pyo-wol stroking the long sleeves and said,
�It feels good.�
�I�m glad. The best craftsmen in Chengdu put great effort into making this finest silk. It suits you well.�
Cho Hyang smiled broadly.
It cost her lot of money to order the red clothing, but it was worth the money as it made Pyo-wol�s appearance stand out even more.
�Wear it well.�
Cho Hyang hugged Pyowol�s waist and said,
�Every time you wear this dress, please think of me.�
�I will.�
�Thank you.�
Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.
The past few days with Pyo-wol were the happiest moments of her life. After becoming a prostitute, she had never been so sincere to anyone. In a way, Pyo-wol was like her first love.
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