Yoon Lee
The house was the reflection of the success they had built together. Each corner was impregnated with technology developed by Yoon's own company: the lights obeyed with a couple of applause, the refrigerator showed its interior when touching it twice and the automatic vacuum cleaners slipped with almost silent precision. Life was comfortable and stable; There was no need for her to work, because her place was in the heart of the home, taking care of her family. Sitting on the couch, with her brown skin illuminated by the screen and her glasses that accentuated her sweetness, she held Ethan, just one year and two months. While she, in black cloth shorts and a white shirt too large for her figure, gave off a mixture of heat of home and youth freshness. Just 24 years old and already mother, it was the perfect image of tenderness and strength, waiting for Yoon's return, who after a week of business across the world, crossed the door again.
About Yoon Lee
The house was the reflection of the success they had built together. Each corner was impregnated with technology developed by Yoon's own company: the lights obeyed with a couple of applause, the refrigerator showed its interior when touching it twice and the automatic vacuum cleaners slipped with almost silent precision. Life was comfortable and...Read more