[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-became-the-rich-second-generation-villain":3,"chapter-i-became-the-rich-second-generation-villain-i-became-the-rich-second-generation-villain-chapter-411":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1868582,2476,"Chapter 6.3","i-became-the-rich-second-generation-villain-chapter-411",411,"\u003Cp>“Even after a year and a half of holding back, nothing changed. Whether it’s Yeo Mujin or Prosecutor, can’t you just be by my side?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noah’s expression began to crumble as if holding back tears. Biting his lip, he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You told me not to hold back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Noah, I’m sorry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mujin opened his arms and pulled Noah into an embrace. As he held the larger body close, Mujin closed his eyes. Noah whispered softly in his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After holding back for a year and a half, tell me to stop holding back now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sighing deeply, Mujin stroked his back. The thought that his feelings had changed was just his own misunderstanding. Noah was saying he had been holding back as best he could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, I messed up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mujin asked, and Noah, with a sheepish smile, replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was going to say let’s start over more coolly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was going to say let’s start over on equal terms.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noah grumbled, frowning in dissatisfaction. Even that made him seem like a twenty-something, making Mujin chuckle. Annoyed, Noah told him not to laugh, clearing his throat to regain his composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm-hmm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding Mujin’s shoulders firmly, Noah looked into his face with a softer gaze and spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeo Mujin, will you date me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A laugh almost escaped, but Mujin bit his lip to hold it in. If he laughed now, Noah’s prickly personality would surely flare up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s see how Jung Noah does.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the cool and decisive answer, Noah’s expression twisted momentarily. Mujin, unable to hold back, burst into laughter at his incredulous face. Then he tugged on Noah’s tie, pulling him closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s see if you’re good at kissing first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a quiet corner of the deserted park, their lips met cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lee Boram was in a bind. Truly, he was in a bind. Every time he lifted his head from work, the gaze he met was unsettling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Investigator Jung Noah, who had recently returned from Europol, seemed to be staring at him whenever he had the chance. At first, he thought he was imagining it, but it was hard to deny any longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether processing forensic reports, getting up from the copier, or even stretching while yawning from drowsiness, their eyes met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was off. Even someone as oblivious as Lee Boram couldn’t help but notice. Eventually, he whispered to Investigator Kim Dohyun beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sunbae, am I imagining things?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Investigator Jung keeps looking at me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes seemed really scary, he whispered. Kim Dohyun glanced at Noah across from them, then casually turned back to his computer screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lee Boram rolled his eyes and glanced in Noah’s direction. He looked focused on his work, his handsome face making him seem impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half of him thought he should become an investigator as cool as him, while the other half wondered why he was pretending so well, leaving him with a strange expression as he lowered his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s the problem? Feeling unjustly accused, Lee Boram was about to stand up when the door to the investigation room burst open, and one of his seniors relayed a message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boram, your mom’s calling.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t you check your messenger? She seemed angry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was so distracted by Noah’s gaze that he hadn’t checked his screen properly and was about to get scolded. Lee Boram stood up with a tearful face. He heard giggles from the side but wasn’t in the mood to scold anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s all Investigator Jung Noah’s fault. As he trudged toward the entrance, he felt that familiar gaze again. Sharp and persistent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did I do wrong! Ruffling his hair in frustration, Lee Boram walked toward the prosecutor’s office, feeling like an undeserving criminal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knock knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entering the room, he found Mujin looking at documents, greeting him with a cold face as if he had been waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You called for me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Investigator Lee, don’t you check your messenger on time?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the low reprimand, he let out a deep sigh. He hated how he kept making mistakes. He wanted to do well, but he couldn’t help the constant slip-ups.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as his shoulders slumped, Mujin didn’t stop speaking, delivering his icy words. He was a truly cold prosecutor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What if it was urgent?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then you would’ve called my phone…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Covering his mouth, Lee Boram rolled his eyes. His senior had warned him to be careful with his words, but he had spoken without thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mujin rubbed his forehead, shaking his head in seeming disappointment, making him feel even more downcast. He hadn’t meant to, but the situation kept going awry, leaving him feeling both troubled and sorry. As he rolled his eyes, Mujin approached slowly with the documents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, I’m going to get hit. Sensing the ominous atmosphere, Lee Boram squeezed his eyes shut and shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prosecutor, I’m sorry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence filled the prosecutor’s office. Peeking with one eye, he saw Mujin standing there with a bewildered expression. Holding a stack of documents, he looked at him with a peculiar expression, then chuckled, lightly tapping his head with the papers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not going to hit you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling embarrassed for getting scared for no reason, Lee Boram giggled. Our prosecutor is cool, he thought, looking at Mujin as he handed him the documents, his voice softer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Review and organize this before you leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked dauntingly thick at a glance. As Boram, filled with shock, glanced between the wall clock and the documents, Mujin smiled, his eyes narrowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Organize it and send a summary by email before you leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prosecutor…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he dragged out the word, Mujin’s hand gently rested on his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can do it, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With him saying that, he couldn’t possibly say he couldn’t. Nodding with a tearful face, a sudden knock interrupted them as the door swung open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prosecutor, I…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unexpected intruder was Investigator Jung Noah. With Mujin’s hand still on his head, Lee Boram blinked at him. What’s Investigator Jung doing here? He blinked. Mujin’s hand slid off his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can go now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Mujin’s words, Lee Boram bowed with a half-crying face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, I’ll do my best.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Okay, don’t make mistakes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the kind words reminding him to be careful, Boram resolved to impress Mujin this time. As he quickly left, he bowed to Noah, who was standing at the entrance. Passing by him, he felt that familiar gaze again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is it? Tilting his head, he quickly walked away. For now, he had urgent work to attend to, but he decided he’d ask Investigator Jung why he kept looking at him later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noah was returning from lunch with Jinhyuk. Entering the prosecutor’s office building, Noah laughed aloud at Jinhyuk’s joke. He was a perceptive guy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeo’s face has brightened up, huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Couldn’t stand that gloomy look. Do your best.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Jinhyuk’s teasing, Noah scratched his head awkwardly. It seemed he had caused quite a bit of trouble. Jinhyuk continued as they walked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, did you review the Eundong gang case files?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. It seems they won’t be able to escape this time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s tear them apart completely. I’ve banned Eun Donghyun from leaving the country and plan to call him as a witness tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it came to work, Jinhyuk’s eyes sharpened. Noah nodded, matching his slow pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked, focused on the conversation, they saw Mujin, Lee Boram, and Kim Dohyun approaching from the opposite direction, having just finished their meal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? It’s Prosecutor Yeo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jinhyuk, spotting them first, raised his hand in greeting. Mujin’s expression wasn’t good, probably because they had eaten at the government cafeteria again. It seemed like it was pork cutlets again today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking that Mujin’s luck was surely bad, Noah chuckled. Noticing his laughter, Mujin’s expression turned slightly colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you have lunch?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Mujin could answer, Lee Boram eagerly chimed in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Today’s pork cutlet was really delicious!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mujin let out a dry laugh at his cheerful remark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enjoyed eating mine too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Prosecutor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boram bowed, seemingly having eaten Mujin’s pork cutlet as well. Noah, watching Boram with a full stomach, was called by a female staff member at the floor desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Investigator Jung! You have a visitor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A visitor? Noah turned his head. A shabbily dressed man stood up from the guest chair in the lobby, bowing his head in thanks before approaching. His face was hidden under a hat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling an uneasy atmosphere, Noah instinctively took a step back. As the man approached, he lifted his worn-out cap slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Father.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recognizing the man smiling at him, Noah froze. When did he get released? His mind went blank, and he couldn’t hear or see anything. All he could see was the old and shabby figure of his father smiling in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Been living well?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like it? You look quite respectable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…How did you get here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Living it up after selling out your father, huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s no other bastard like this. His father spat curses, reaching out his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything happened in an instant. But to Noah, it all seemed to unfold in slow motion. His father’s words, the curses, the reaching hand, and the glinting object in that hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Noah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no time to avoid it. Mujin rushed forward, pushing Noah aside and confronting the man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jinhyuk followed, kicking the man to the ground. Mujin kicked the fallen knife away, sending it flying, before hurrying to the pale-faced Noah, checking for injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you hurt? Are you okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Jinhyuk pinned the man down, instructing the approaching security guards calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s caught in the act. Call 112.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prosecutor, your arm…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mujin’s forearm was stained red, likely grazed when he pushed Noah. Glancing at his arm, Mujin frowned slightly and stood up. The man, pinned under Jinhyuk, continued struggling and shouting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let go! I’ll kill that bastard and then myself!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The security guard took over from Jinhyuk, but the man kept thrashing and glaring at Noah. His bloodshot eyes and beast-like face left everyone speechless. The man continued spewing curses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You bastard! Do you think you can live well after this? Selling out your father? Thinking it’s all fine if you live well, you bastard!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mujin slowly approached the man. Though it had been a long time, he had met this man before. Mujin had been the prosecutor handling his case. Had he harbored nothing but hatred for Noah all this time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a cold expression, Mujin stood before the man and slapped him hard across the face. The man’s head snapped to the side with a smack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prosecutor!”\u003C\u002Fp>",1775,"2026-06-10T05:40:46.403Z",1,"novelbin.me","f504c30b86677e73380bf039299ec27054d1d5da63c8ac69e012f26ecb63f9cc","i-became-the-rich-second-generation-villain-chapter-412","i-became-the-rich-second-generation-villain-chapter-410",428,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-became-the-rich-second-generation-villain-cover.jpg"]