Independent Wedding March!

I hate bossam, really. I’m not simply disparaging the food bossam. From my mother-in-law’s mother-in-law to my daughter-in-law’s daughter-in-law, it’s been passed down for three generations, from Xket Kurly to X-Pang, and even to convenience stores and convenience stores, and customers line up every day of the week and weekend, and my fingers get chapped from counting cash, and I have a paper allergy. I hate this damn bossam restaurant, <Maenggane Jinmi Bossam>! “I’m going to be independent!!” There were two conditions for independence. Bringing a spouse. That spouse had to be someone decent enough to live well without having to inherit the bossam restaurant. And the man in front of me...