Episode 6
“What I want?”
Haena blinked, surprised by the question.
Why is he asking that?
“Yeah.”
Haena had never really thought about it before. She looked a little flustered but started to think seriously.
Before she got stuck in this novel, she just wanted her parents to come back to life.
And if that wasn’t possible, she wished for about a billion won in clean, tax-free cash to fall from the sky.
That would’ve solved all her problems—because every single one of her problems came from money.
But now… everything except money was the problem.
Now Haena had to survive her childhood in a family that didn’t love her.
She had to go through tough training to become the future heir of Hongil Group.
She didn’t want to end up divorced from that tiny brat later on.
She didn’t want anyone taking anything from her ever again.
She’d already lost her parents to a drunk driver.
She’d lost her housing deposit to a scammer.
She’d lost opportunities because of poverty.
So now—Haena remembered what her goal truly was.
“I want to be someone who doesn’t lose anything.”
“Someone who doesn’t lose things?”
“Yeah.”
Jaehyun gave her a weird look. Almost like: What have you ever lost in your life?
Haena ignored it.
“I mean it. I’m not going to lose anything ever again.”
“I see. That makes sense, Haena.”
But Jaehyun nodded like he understood perfectly.
“You and I… we’re kinda alike.”
“Huh?”
Wait, what? How did the conversation end up like that?
Haena stared at Jaehyun, confused.
No, no. You’re the shady scheming second male lead.
I just want to be a greedy little chaebol extra!
But no matter how much she shook her head, Jaehyun kept smiling that strange little smile.
“Haena?”
“Yes?”
She looked up when someone called her name.
“Focus. I’ll ask again—how do you read this sentence?”
“Ah… um, The increase in gross domestic product…?”
“Good job. You read it well. So why were you spacing out?”
Ugh.
She hadn’t thought about the insane study load when she first got reincarnated as a chaebol kid.
It had been two weeks since she entered this world.
And her study schedule? Brutal.
She studied for more than six hours a day with various tutors.
Korean, English, math were just the basics. She also had to take science writing, math essays, gifted math, English
conversation, history, piano, horseback riding, art…
It was easier to list the things she wasn’t learning.
She even had two tutors who managed her tutoring schedule.
Being a chaebol kid is rough.
Thankfully, Hong Haena’s skills didn’t seem to have gone anywhere.
Even though the original Kim Haena had never practiced English speaking, she could still pronounce everything well.
Same for the other subjects—she seemed to be able to match the original Hong Haena’s level.
Such a relief…
If it had been the real Kim Haena’s level, the English tutor probably would’ve asked why her pronunciation suddenly
sounded like a beginner.
“Okay, let’s read from here again. This part is…”
Wait a minute. They were making a 7-year-old read and interpret The New York Times?
Even in Korean that article would be hard to understand. And this was the economics section!
Haena held back tears and did her best to follow the tutor’s instructions.
Right… in my past life, I wanted to study but didn’t have the money or time.
This life, I’ll study as much as I want.
Stay positive… stay positive.
“You did so well today, Haena. Usually you’re yelling at me the whole time, but not once today! I really appreciate that.”
“O-Oh, thank you…”
Isn’t not yelling supposed to be normal?
Why is that a big deal around here?
“Next time I meet your father, I’ll tell him how hard you’ve been working and how well-behaved you’ve been lately.”
“Thank you, teacher.”
“No problem. Still, your dad hasn’t been around much, huh?”
“Ah…”
Haena scratched her head.
Yeah, she hadn’t seen him even once since getting reincarnated.
“I heard his London trip just got extended by accident. But he said he’s coming back today!”
“Really? Hmm… Haena, are you okay these days?”
“Huh?”
“I mean, are you okay… seeing your dad?”
…What’s that supposed to mean?
Did Hong Haena and her dad not get along?
Haena couldn’t answer right away.
Honestly, she was a little worried about seeing her father too.
In the original novel The Chaebol’s Way of Love, Haena’s dad—Hong Ido—was barely mentioned.
Chairman Hong came up now and then, but the father didn’t appear much.
All she knew was this:
Haena’s parents had a political marriage. There was no love between them.
After Haena’s mom died in an accident, her dad grew even more distant.
He focused only on expanding the business.
Haena, desperate for attention, started acting out to get noticed.
But that only made her dad more distant—and their relationship completely fell apart.
Based on the novel, it didn’t seem like Ido hated Haena.
He just… never tried to understand or care for her.
Worst. Dad. Ever.
Seriously, she’s your daughter. That’s just cold.
Neglecting a child is a crime, okay?
Haena decided not to expect anything from that jerk.
Still, she’d try not to ruin things completely.
Because Hong Ido was the future heir of Hongil Group.
She didn’t need his love to inherit the company, but keeping the relationship stable would help.
And once I inherit, I can live as a chaebol forever!
In this life, she refused to struggle with money again.
She would become the top chaebol in Korea and live in luxury.
Haena made up her mind again.
As soon as I inherit, I’m hiring a professional CEO.
I’ll sit back, collect money, and never do actual work.
She was totally ready to become the type of rich boss who gives big salaries but works her employees to death.
“Okay then, see you in two days.
And don’t forget to do the homework I gave you, alright?”
“Yes! Goodbye, teacher!”
Haena walked her tutor to the front door.
But just as the door opened—
She froze.
“Oh my! Sir! You said you were coming today, and here you are…!”
Right on cue, her father—Hong Ido—walked in.
“…Ah.”
That’s how you greet people?
“You must be Haena’s teacher. Thank you for your hard work.”
He said it flatly, with zero emotion, and opened the door for her tutor.
The tutor looked touched, probably thinking he was being polite…
But Haena was pretty sure what touched her was his face, not his manners.
Why does this guy look like a model?
Even if he hadn’t been born a chaebol, he probably could’ve become rich just from his looks.
Honestly, it felt like looks were the true privilege in this family.
Hong Ido looked like he belonged in a commercial.
Tall, great body proportions, sharp and neat features.
He didn’t look like a dad—more like a top actor at the peak of his career.
Haena’s sharp and cute face definitely came from him.
They looked almost exactly alike. Even the “mean face” expression was the same.
“Hong Haena.”
“Yes?”
The door shut again, and now it was just the two of them in the entryway.
“What are you doing here? Go to your room.”
“Uh… what?”
That’s all you have to say after seeing your daughter for the first time in forever, mister?
