Murime Tteoreojin Hyeondaein

I was a public official who worked part-time to survive. I was knocked out by a speeding car while making deliveries in the middle of the night. I have a strong memory of dying prematurely in a hit-and-run. “…I’m Jo Hwi?” At some point, I became the second son of the collapsing Jo Ga-Cheol Clan. This family has neither the authority to drop a flying bird nor the power to carry out one’s will. There is only an enormous amount of debt that can annihilate the entire family. There’s only one w