From that Korean city.

Chapter 659: The Martial God Zhao Zilong

After a while, Lee Joo-ri, who had been looking at the kitchen, saw Park Hyo-min coming out with a blushing face. She thought she was going to the living room, so she waved and called out to her.

What I ended up seeing was that he quickly crossed the living room and went into the bathroom.

Confused, Lee Joo-ri glanced towards the kitchen, and found that tonight's chef Lin Yi had already picked up the kitchen knife and started preparing the dishes.

Two minutes later, Park Hyomin just returned to the living room and was caught by Lee Joo-ri, "What were you doing just now? I was calling you outside, but you didn't respond to me."

"Talking about what to eat in the evening, ahem~"

Park Hyomin took out a tissue to wipe the water stains from the corners of her mouth, and coughed a few times in discomfort because her throat was pulled while she spoke.

However, Lee Joo-ri seemed to be possessed by a detective. She put her little head close to Park Hyo-min and started sniffing, rubbing left and right. Finally, since she didn't find any evidence, she gave up and looked at her.

Park Hyomin looked at her with amusement, but she was very nervous at heart.

Thinking that it was a good thing that I had just teased Lin Yi, when I rinsed my mouth and washed my hands, I squeezed some moisturizer on my neck and hands, and even wiped the corners of my mouth.

But even without evidence, Lee Joo-ri still looked at Park Hyo-min with distrust. Whether it was from previous situations or this experience, she sensed something was wrong.

So I asked directly, "I always feel that you and Eunjung are hiding a lot of secrets from me, and the same goes for Jiyeon. What happened between the three of you while Soyeon and I were in Tokyo?"

Smiling, Park Hyomin pushed away Lee Joo-ri's head that had already leaned against her chest and explained, "Didn't I tell you? I met Teacher Lin and he helped me a lot. Then I learned something from him and understood the situation."

Just then, Ham Eun-jeong, who had gone back to her room to tidy up a bit, also came to the living room.

But the first thing he paid attention to was not his two sisters, but looked towards the kitchen with concern, and then looked at Park Hyomin.

"Hyomin, why didn't you go and help?"

After all, compared to Lee Joo-ri who has never done housework, Park Hyo-min, who prefers to cook Western-style desserts, does know a little about cooking.

However, Park Hyomin curled her lips and said, "He kicked me out because he thought I was in the way."

Xian Enjing, who knew Lin Yi's character well, didn't say anything else. She just nodded and changed the question, "What vegetables did you buy? What do you want to eat?"

"I bought pasta, prawns, and bell peppers. I was planning to make a stew, but now it seems I don't have to do it."

“Black pepper beef tenderloin cannelloni.”

Hearing what the two said, Xian Enjing smiled, "So in the end, I still have to cook. That guy is not very good at making the food you want to eat. For Western food, he can only fry an egg for you at most, and he can even break the pasta for you for convenience."

Park Hyomin also knew this, so she patted her knees and stood up and said, "Then I'll fight you, Eunjung."

"Well, let's cook the Western food first, and then let him do the Chinese food later."

So just like that, Lin Yi, who had just finished cutting the pork belly, was jointly driven out of the kitchen by the two. Xian Enjing even helped him fix the zipper of his jacket, patted his abdominal muscles and smiled, "Go take a shower."

“That’s right, if you don’t take a bath soon, you’ll get pickled.” Park Hyomin next to her also spoke up.

This caused Xian Enjing to glare at her in embarrassment and anger.

However, in the small space of the kitchen where only three people were, Park Hyomin was not worried about being discovered, and she said, "What are you doing? Just admit it if you did it. But can't you go into the room? It's really interesting to lean against the windowsill in the living room in broad daylight."

"Just shut up."

"Hehe, you're angry out of shame, Eunjung."

"teacher LIN……"

"I'll go out first and you guys can talk."

Looking at Xian Enjing's stretched arms, Lin Yi knew that he would be implicated if he stayed any longer, so he quickly escaped.

But he didn't expect that when he left the kitchen and came to the living room, he would be harassed by another person.

Li Juli looked at him with a smile, the excitement and expectation in her eyes were not concealed at all, "Teacher Lin..." "Stop, I'll take a shower first, and we'll talk later."

Looking at this person's extremely excited expression, Lin Yi couldn't help but think of Lee Soon-kyu's face.

So, feeling the crisis coming, he had to get up quickly before he could even sit down on the sofa, and planned to leave the living room to avoid the limelight.

However, Lin Yi was still a step slower, because when he stood up and prepared to leave, Li Juli quickly grabbed his right hand and said, "Wait a moment, Teacher Lin, I just want to ask you one question, just one."

He looked down at his captured right hand. It had gone through a lot in such a short period of time. Two images flashed through Lin Yi's mind.

One is a sinking willow waist and an upturned peach.

One is kneeling charmingly with open mouth.

And now this hand was caught by Lee Joo-ri again, and Lin Yi instinctively thought of a word, which seemed to be using hands and mouth together.

Lee Joo-ri also noticed something was wrong, so she quickly let go of her hand and looked at Lin Yi, and very rarely acted coquettishly towards this man.

"Really, it's just a question. Could you please help me for a moment?"

The little expression with hands clasped together looks a little pitiful, but also cute and beautiful.

So Lin Yi took back his right hand and gently squeezed it, then put it in his left hand and kneaded it for a few times before smiling, "I'm standing still, just tell me."

Li Juli was delighted, "I want you to help me with a script, can you?"

"script?"

Lin Yi was a little dumbfounded by what Lee Joo-ri said. He originally thought that this person was curious about the relationship between him and Eun Jung, but he didn't expect that it was not the case at all.

and……

"Wait a minute, Juli, this doesn't seem to be a problem, right?"

Lin Yi frowned and looked at Li Juli, and asked curiously, "But why didn't I hear Eun Jung say that you accepted a script? It shouldn't be from the Peninsula, right? Is it from Japan? Or is it a guest appearance or some short drama?"

Lin Yi made a series of guesses in succession, and the doubts between his brows gradually increased.

In his opinion, with Tara's current national recognition, there are still those crazy anti groups.

Even though their popularity has recovered a little after settling overseas, it will take some time for their reputation on the peninsula to completely clear the haze.

Therefore, Lin Yi didn’t think that the person in front of him could get any good scripts from Peninsula, and it was even possible that bad scripts would not even be handed to her.

What remains are nothing more than some short plays or some overseas scripts.

But this time Lin Yi guessed wrong. Li Juli pointed at him with a smile and said, "Neither. I just accepted the script from you, so I want you to take a look at it for me."

"From my hometown?"

Domestic entertainment?

Now Lin Yi was even more confused. What kind of domestic entertainment drama could cast this person?

Finally, when Lin Yi sat down again, took Lee Joo-ri's phone and looked at the name of the script on the screen, he froze in place as if he had been struck by lightning.

Just because the name of the drama is "The Legend of Zhao Zilong".

He glanced at the title of the drama, then looked up at Lee Joo-ri opposite him. After confirming several times that it was correct, Lin Yi fell directly on the back of the sofa with his forehead in his hands.

He had never imagined how the plot would unfold.

(End of this chapter)