Secretly Married to a Chaebol Alpha Chapter 243: BAD HABIT

Pfft.

Song Gunwoo couldn’t help but laugh at the headline of the article that he was reading.

"You really have the guts to smile after making your dad worry, huh?"

Song Gunwoo lifted his head and t his Alpha father’s disapproving eyes.

They were already ho.

We couldn’t stay out for too long since Seulgi was waiting in the car.

After the surgery, his family had to leave the puppy in the animal clinic for further observation.

But, thankfully, the vets assured them that the puppy was out of danger now.

Anyway, right now, Song Gunwoo was having a eting with his Alpha father in the study again.

We don’t want Dad to know about our plan, after all.

"Daddy, did you pay the press to praise excessively?" Song Gunwoo asked curiously. "We only planted two reporters to make sure that my "good deed" would be spread to the public. But the reporters that Kang Taehyun paid were also writing articles about ."

"No, I didn’t pay them. We didn’t want those reporters to know that you stole Kang Taehyun’s spotlight on purpose," his Alpha father answered, and then he sipped his tea. "Are you wondering why they still wrote articles praising you?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"The articles that the two reporters under our payroll wrote went viral since they were the ones who nadropped you as my son. So, of course, the other reporters would write about you as well since you were trending already. Moreover, between the youngest son of a mayor and the only son of SG Group, who do you think the commoners will be more curious about?"

"," Song Gunwoo said. He wasn’t being arrogant— he was rely stating a fact. The one who was being arrogant here was his Alpha father. "Daddy, you’re being rude. Dad always reminds you not to call people ’commoners,’ and yet you still make this mistake."

"I’m sorry, son. Bad habits die hard."

Song Gunwoo just sighed and shook his head before changing the topic. "I didn’t expect people to praise , Daddy."

There were still bad comnts, of course.

So people are cruel enough to criticize a child whom they know nothing about.

But, surprisingly, there were more positive comnts than expected.

"I’m surprised because Dad often says that the general public hates chaebols."

"Oh, they do. And rightfully so," his Alpha father said. "But our country has a severe disease called lookism. Most people go crazy over good-looking people. The public hates now, but there was a ti they worshipped like a god because of my face."

"Ah, Aunt Sua told about it. Apparently, you used your good looks to distract the public from criticizing my great-grandfather when he was arrested for tax evasion. Then you even went to the army to save SG Group’s plumting stocks at the ti."

"Why would Song Sua tell you about that?"

"Auntie taught how to use my good looks to get what I want."

"Don’t learn that kind of thing from your aunt."

Song Gunwoo just chuckled. "But Aunt is right— being a good-looking chaebol is useful. Our good looks sotis make people forget that our wealth is ill-gotten wealth, and that we are filthy billionaires who shouldn’t exist."

"You’re scaring , Gunwoo-ya," his Alpha father said. "Your dad is already distributing our wealth to the charities and foundations that he’s supporting earnestly. But you sound like you’re going to distribute everything we own to the poor."

"Don’t worry, Daddy," Song Gunwoo said, smiling. "I’ll leave enough so we can treat our Seulgi like a princess until she becos independent."

***

"JUNHO Hyung, why haven’t the articles about Gunwoo been taken down yet?" Garam asked worriedly. "What did the PR Team say?"

He wanted to ask Song Sihyuk, but his husband was in the study with Song Gunwoo.

The two of them are having a eting again.

After they got ho, he put Seulgi to sleep first because his daughter looked tired.

Then he went to the kitchen with Shin Junho to prepare dinner.

These days, he liked cooking for his family, especially for Seulgi.

"What the PR Team said to was strange, Garam-ah," Shin Junho said worriedly. "Apparently, the higher-ups only asked them to take down the negative articles and posts that criticize the young master. But they were asked not to touch the articles praising Gunwoo."

The "higher-ups" would just be Song Sihyuk.

"Why would Hyung not want to take down the articles that reveal our son’s identity?"

"Maybe Chairman Song likes the fact that the young master is being praised?"

"Hyung should have consulted with first. He knows I’m not comfortable exposing our young child to the public."

I need to talk to Hyung later.

To be fair, when Garam accepted Song Sua’s business proposal, he was ready to introduce his children to the public.

But not this way.

Yes, his son was mostly being praised online.

Even so, I feel like sothing is wrong...

"Appa, Uncle Garam, I’m here!"

Garam smiled, his mood instantly improving, when he saw Shin Jina enter the kitchen.

Shin Geon was following his daughter quietly while holding her pink backpack.

Oh, right.

Geon Hyung went to pick up Jina from her cram school after driving us ho.

"Uncle, where’s Gunwoo Oppa and Seulgi?"

"Seulgi is asleep while Gunwoo is talking to his daddy," Garam said, smiling while gently patting Shin Jina’s head. It was amazing how the child’s cast was taken off just after two weeks. "Have snacks first while waiting for them. But we’ll be having dinner soon, so I’ll only allow you to have one ice cream."

"Yes, Uncle!" Shin Jina said cheerfully. "Thank you."

Shin Junho then ushered Shin Jina to the refrigerator.

"Then I shall take my leave first, Madam," Shin Geon said politely. "Chairman Song asked to go to the study."

Oh, right.

Garam rembered that Shin Geon was with Song Gunwoo during the accident.

He had also seen a video where Shin Geon grabbed Song Gunwoo and used his body to shield the child and the puppy from the speeding car.

"Wait, Geon Hyung."

"Yes, Madam?"

"What happened to the driver who almost hit my son?"

Garam was so focused on the articles that revealed Song Gunwoo’s identity that he had almost forgotten about the reckless driver.

"The driver is already behind bars, Madam— he was intoxicated while driving."

Tsk.

Garam pressed the bridge of his nose. "That reckless bastard almost killed my baby..."

Wait.

Song Gunwoo almost died, but Song Sihyuk didn’t personally "take care" of the driver?

The Hyung I know would "borrow" the reckless driver first before making sure that the bastard would rot in jail.

Sothing was fishy.

Both Song Sihyuk and Song Gunwoo were too calm after the accident as if...

"Geon Hyung."

"Yes, Madam?"

"Tell everything you know about this "accident,’" Garam said sternly. "Was it truly an accident?"

Shin Geon flinched.

Ah, my hunch is right.

"Geon Hyung, tell everything."

Shin Geon remained quiet.

Well, what do you expect from a tight-lipped person?

It was comndable, of course.

However, Garam knew how to handle soone as loyal as Shin Geon. "Geon Hyung, do you rember what Sihyuk Hyung told you to do if I asked you a question?"

Shin Geon finally opened his mouth. "Chairman Song told to answer Madam’s questions, even if it ans throwing him under the bus."

Yep, Song Sihyuk gave that instruction not only to Shin Geon, but to his other subordinates as well. No one was allowed to keep the truth from him. But it was a power that he rarely used because he was never interested in Song Sihyuk’s business.

Until now, that is.

"I’m glad you rember, Geon Hyung," Garam said, crossing his arms over his chest. "Now, spill the beans."

***

"GUNWOO-YA."

"Yes, Daddy?"

Song Sihyuk leaned against his chair while observing Song Gunwoo.

It seed like his son was in a good mood after his plan to steal the spotlight from Kang Taehyun— his little nesis.

So, it was now ti for scolding.

"You didn’t tell that your plan involved you almost getting into an accident."

Song Gunwoo flinched, and then the child avoided his gaze guiltily.

"I trusted you because I believed you were level-headed," Song Sihyuk said, still using a strict voice. "Had I known you’d do sothing this reckless, I wouldn’t have allowed you to go through your plan."

He gave his son access to his resources.

Heck, he even asked Shin Geon to give Song Gunwoo his full support.

Since he wanted to respect Song Gunwoo’s plan, he didn’t ask Shin Geon to report everything to him.

He just asked Shin Geon to keep his son safe.

That was his mistake.

"Song Gunwoo, from now on, you cannot do anything without getting my permission first," Song Sihyuk said coldly. He didn’t want to use that tone on his son, but he had to. "From now on, whenever you have a plan, you have to write a proposal first. If it involves you potentially getting hurt, the forget about it."

To be fair, he knew that his son didn’t tell him the full plan because the child knew that he wouldn’t approve it.

But that was why he needed to remind Song Gunwoo that he was still a child.

That he still needed his parents’ permission for most things he wanted to do.

"I understand, Daddy," Song Gunwoo said, his head hanging low. "This won’t happen again. I don’t want to make Dad worry again either."

"Good—"

Song Sihyuk abruptly stopped talking when the door suddenly burst open.

He was annoyed at first, but his mood improved when he saw that it was Lim Garam. Then he stood up to greet his wife.

"Honey..."

Oh.

Song Sihyuk trailed off when he realized that Lim Garam was angry.

"Song Gunwoo!"

Song Sihyuk’s eyes widened in shock when Lim Garam yelled their son’s full na.

It’s rare for my wife to yell, and he has never yelled at our son before...

"D-Dad?" Song Gunwoo stamred upon seeing and hearing how angry his Oga father was. Then he got up from his seat. "Did I do sothing wrong?"

"Yes, you did!" Lim Garam said, still raising his voice. Then he grabbed Song Gunwoo’s shoulders and shake them. "Why would you do sothing that reckless just to get your revenge against Kang Taehyun?!"

Oh.

Song Sihyuk froze on the spot.

My wife already knows...

It was probably Shin Geon who spilled the beans.

But he wasn’t upset.

I asked Shin Geon and the others to always satisfy my wife’s curiosity, even if it ans getting in trouble.

And that seed like what was happening at the mont.

"D-Dad, I know it was reckless. But I also knew that the driver wouldn’t really hit —"

"How would you know that? Accidents are called accidents because it happens even if you’re fully prepared!" Lim Garam’s face had turned red from anger. "Plus, you still put the poor puppy’s life in danger when you could have saved the puppy without putting up a performance! How could you be so cruel, Song Gunwoo?!"

Oh, no.

Two things made Song Sihyuk finally move.

First, Lim Garam burst into tears.

Second, his wife began hitting Song Gunwoo’s back.

He could tell that Lim Garam was controlling his strength, and that Song Gunwoo was actually not in pain despite getting smacked again and again.

Even so...

I know my wife would hate himself for this later.

"Honey..."

It seed like Lim Garam got distracted when Song Sihyuk approached him.

His wife’s hand, which was about to hit Song Gunwoo’s back again, changed its trajectory when Lim Garam’s body turned to Song Gunwoo.

Hence, as a result, Lim Garam ended up slapping their son across the face.

Song Sihyuk was surprised when the loud slapping sound echoed in the study.

But, of course, Lim Garam was the one who got shocked the most after Song Gunwoo’s cheek turned red.

Worse, his wife’s handprint was left on his son’s porcelain-like skin.

It was obviously an accident, but Lim Garam looked like his world had crumbled after accidentally slapping Song Gunwoo.

And then...

SLAP.

This ti, Song Sihyuk gasped when Lim Garam slapped his cheek— twice as hard as he had when he accidentally hit Song Gunwoo on the face earlier.

As if that wasn’t enough, Lim Garam slapped his other cheek as if punishing himself.

Of course, that caused both Song Sihyuk and Song Gunwoo to panic.

"Honey, stop!"

"Dad, no!"

Song Sihyuk ended up standing behind Lim Garam, grabbing his wife’s wrists as gently as possible to stop him from hitting his face again and again. He knew Lim Garam wouldn’t stop punishing himself if he didn’t restrain him physically. "Honey, please."

"Dad, I’m sorry!" Song Gunwoo said, crying, while hugging Lim Garam. "It’s my fault, so please stop hurting yourself!"

Then Lim Garam cried out loud, breaking Song Sihyuk and Song Gunwoo’s hearts.

My son and I fucked up big ti...

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