WARNING: Contains offensive and homophobic items, be careful when reading.
Winter in Busan was with strong winds and a precious blue sky almost without clouds, the wind with the smell of sea air seemed to run through the clean and lively streets of the second most populous and economically strong city in South Korea. (it's just lyricism, I don't know if it's true, hehe)
Jin Cong-min got out of the black Mercedes-Benz GX20 car, the driver was going to park in the parking lot next to the restaurant which had an old style that tried to imitate the Joseon Era, so cars were forbidden to park nearby in order not to break the atmosphere, which was why this 30-year-old man had been left in front of the red wooden double gates with carved dragons and intricate plum blossoms.
Quickly, an attendant appeared from somewhere that Jin Cong-min didn't know about and soon attended to him, taking him inside since he had a VIP membership card for the restaurant.
They passed through a beautiful ornamental garden, over a stone bridge under a large artificial lake, and soon entered a gazebo of polished gray stone carved with auspicious dragons rising to the sky on the columns, there was the richest man in Korea. South and one of the 10 richest in Far East Asia.
His dignified father, Jin Young-chul, drank Insamcha (steamed red ginseng) tea that was appropriate for the winter and the cold they felt at that time, the black colored porcelain bowl with undulating designs in white, simple and elegant, contrasting with the red color of the tea's rosy tones.
Jin Young-chul sipped his tea and sighed with satisfaction until his second son walked over and formally greeted his father, while the attendant left the room to order lunch orders for such important customers.
The conversation turned to business and the family of Jin Cong-min's older brother, Jin Ye-jun, who already had two children with a third on the way, quickly Cong-min understood what his father called him for.
The old talk about marriage and children.
It seemed that Jin Cong-min couldn't be a bachelor in peace, it wasn't enough for him to pretend to be straight for the family and the company, would he still be forced to marry and build a fake family?
"Father, I like men, there's no point in insisting on marrying a woman," Jin Cong-min said directly to his father, without being polite at all and without using flourishes in the conversation.
He was tired of all this, he was a very capable man in the 21st century, having to listen to his old father talking about marriage almost forcing him down this path.
"If I have to get married, I'm going to get married outside to a man, so don't expect me to come back home after that," Jin Cong-min said lightly mockingly with a threat.
Being single for life was already a big consideration he had for his conservative family, keeping an affair here and there was to his liking, the truth is, with his position as one of the heirs of a conglomerate and well-known by the media, it was difficult for him to trust the loving feelings of other people.
Perhaps he was slightly obsessed with the sheer disdain of those who told him they truly loved him.
"Jin Cong-min!" the father's tired voice sounded heavy as he said his son's full name. He felt anger, a bit of fury, and he could hardly help but look slightly disgusted at this second child of his.
Men having romantic relationships with men was disgusting, this conservative father could see no further than his own opinion.
But who made this second son so loved by his wife?
He didn't have much choice but to come and persuade his clearly sick son in the head, he couldn't help but regret in his heart that he should have his son admitted to curing this illness.