Kang Chan adamantly turned down Kim Hyung-Jung’s invitation to have dinner together before he left. The offer of delicious jjamppong was definitely tempting, but Kim Hyung-Jung’s current condition didn’t bode well for them lightheartedly enjoying a meal together.

Kang Chan suddenly felt as if his appetite had increased after living with a greedy and gluttonous foodie for a week.

Thinking of the foodie in question, he pulled out his phone.

-Where are you?

“I just made a quick stop by Samseong-Dong,” Kang Chan replied.

-Wait, really? Does that mean Mr. Kim already got discharged?

“Yeah, but he’s not in the best state right now. Anyway, have you had lunch yet?”

-It’s only eleven, sheesh. Hurry on over. I’ll be waiting in the underground parking garage, so let’s take a little trip to Suwon. 

“Suwon?”

-Suwon’s traditionally cut galbi ribs are to die for. 

Kang Chan snorted and got in a taxi right away. He estimated that he would arrive at their apartment complex in a couple...