I walked towards the entrance, slowly swung the door open, and found her standing there.
"What are you doing here? Yen" I asked, taking note of her change of clothing from the usual black formal attire to her daily ones.
It was not a surprise that she wore sothing like this because in the residential area, any type of clothing was allowed, as long as it was not revealing enough to cause misunderstandings.
Regardless, she still looked really attractive despite wearing sothing so simple.
This ti, she sported a casual look – a crisp white blouse paired with blue pants. The change in attire brought a refreshing and unexpected vibe on her.
"Uncle, I just want to talk to you about sothing," she spoke up. We were no longer in the office, so her tone beca more natural.
I could tell she had sothing heavy on her mind.
Like a caring uncle, I felt the responsibility to assist my niece with whatever problem she was facing. And when I said whatever, I an it in all possible ways: social, financial, emotional, and more.
"Co inside," I gestured, inviting her into the room.
She followed without a second thought and sat imdiately on the sofa.
It was blatantly obvious that this wasn't her first visit. It's a real testant to Joon's unwavering principles that his niece has such blind trust in him. I'm sure his nephew sleeps soundly, knowing Joon was taking such great care of his wife.
Unfortunately, that Joon guy was currently in Seoul.
As his replacent, I had a slightly twisted set of principles. I managed to maintain my poker face, but beneath the surface, I had to use my shapeshifting ability to keep my emotions in check, preventing my cock from expanding.
"I'll go change," I told her, feeling the itched from the black suit. It was uncomfortable, and in my own place, it seed like an unnecessary burden.
She nodded, and I headed to my room to grab so clothing.
I swapped the confining black suit for a comfortable pair of flexible brown pants and a soft white T-shirt, embracing the freedom of a more relaxed attire.
'Interesting, why did she co here?' I wondered.
While I might be her uncle-in-law for now, having her visit my room like this could lead to so unexpected monts. It's not like I disliked the idea; in fact, it was quite enticing.
After exiting my bedroom , I saw her sitting, and on the table there was already a can of beer in her hands.
"I took so beer from your refrigerator, Uncle Joon," she said with a sweet smile after seeing , then she handed a can.
I opened it and took a sip.
'This thing is delicious,' I thought to myself, and ended up gulping the whole thing.
"Uncle Joon, I didn't know that you liked this brand of beer," she giggled after seeing finish the whole can. Then, she ran to the kitchen to get another one.
'What a thoughtful girl. I'm sure her husband is satisfied with her,' I nodded my head in approval.
"Here, Uncle Joon," she handed another cold beer. This ti I only took a sip.
She settled onto the other sofa, beer in hand, and took a sip too. The room was filled with a brief silence, and I decided to break the ice.
"What's on your mind, Yen?" I asked, noticing the subtle tension in the air. No special ability was needed to sense that she had sothing important to share.
She didn't reply imdiately; instead, she began absentmindedly tracing patterns on her beer can with her fingers. Enjoy more content from empire
There was no need to force her; the atmosphere allowed for the silence to linger, encouraging her to open up at her own pace.
"Uncle Joon," she opened her mouth, then closed it again, as if having doubts about whether it was okay to share her troubles.
I was tempted to use my suggestion, but I was interested in role-playing as her good uncle.
"You can tell anything, Yen. Don't worry, I'm here to listen," I reassured her.
In monts like these, it was important to convey my full support, making her feel comfortable enough to share her story.
"It's about Gu Ji. He and I..." she started speaking but paused again.
'Damn, this girl is too indecisive,' I sighed inwardly. As I contemplated, it crossed my mind that this Gu Ji guy was probably her husband, Joon's nephew.
"What about him? What's the issue?" I asked, trying to encourage her to continue.
She looked at and sighed before starting to speak again. "I don't know. Lately, whenever I'm ho, he always seems not interested in ," she added.
"Can you elaborate?" I raised my eyebrows, aware of the underlying aning but maintaining a mature deanor.
She hesitated for a few monts, her eyes showing a mix of frustration and disappointnt. "We don't do it as much, and whenever we do, he ends up finishing right away," she sighed.
"No second round?" I exclaid, genuinely surprised. She looked really pretty, so it was shocking to know that her husband was that weak.
"No," she shook her head in embarrassnt, a blush creeping up on her cheeks as she took a sip of her beer.
The sensitivity of the topic was evident. It turned out to be fortunate that she chose to confide in , her kind and respectable uncle, rather than seeking advice from another male colleague. Such situations seed straight out of a an NTR manga.
If I click the filter and put Cheating, MILF, and NTR, this type of trope would show up right away.
"Uncle Joon… Do you think I'm not attractive anymore?" she asked, looking at in the eyes with her beautiful brown eyes.
'Shit, I know it. It's this type of genre.' I was shocked to experience sothing like this without even doing anything.
Like hell, I promised I never did anything or controlled her, but she was acting like this already?
'What should I do? Should I act oblivious? Or just get it over with?' I mused to myself. This was an important event for .
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