Ang Ang

“Nice to meet you, I’m Yoon Hwayoung.” The man, more beautiful than a woman, smiled like a flower. Gyuwon, his bodyguard, flushed up to his ears with his head bowed. Nearly two meters tall, lean muscles, bronze skin, tall nose, pronounced cupid’s bow, thick eyebrows, and narrow eyes… This shy man’s appearance was too hideous despite being a bodyguard. Born with an athletic physique and senses, he made a living as a mercenary, but stopped because had such a complex that he planned on getting plastic surgery. Compared to him, Hwayoung was beautiful. With an amazingly beautiful face, fantastic body, and a well-paid job, he was the third son of the Yoon Group, a nationwide gang syndicate. He w...