Hera looked at the pile of shoes on the shelf that she had unpacked herself to sell. After lunch, she went to her mother's house and called Lee Bo Na, his own rival, to help sell this large item. Even though the risk was that she would have to be willing to be humiliated and trampled down to be broke or whatever, the important thing was that Hera got rid of everything and planned to replace the contents of the closet with Shin Hara's goods. This woman is absolutely insane.
It had been a few hours since the waiter had tried to pack everything in a big box. Hera also helped her feel that his waist was quite sore and sore from doing it all. Hara hadn't woken up yet, and she couldn't bother anyone other than choosing to help her Ahjumma.
"Dad?" Hera greeted a middle-aged man wearing a house suit, standing looking at her near the door.
