Kim Shin could not take his mind off Wang Chul. The second young master of the most feared and respected old money sat in the run-down small restaurant like he naturally fit there. At the same time, he looked like a royal visiting the ordinary peasant household. Kim Shin was literally torn between the thought of how to take Wang Chul being there.
After the shopping, both paid the bill for each other. Wang Chul drove Kim Shin back to the single room apartment. They left the car there and walked to the small place. It was not a street-side stall just because it has a roof over the head, and there were few old tables and stools. Their menu also had some decent food items. It was just that the place was very old. Not in a classy way old, but the ceiling might fall on your head old.
