Peninsula: The Great Producer

Chapter 107: You're Not Drunk, Are You?

"water"

I felt dizzy and my throat felt like it was on fire.

With her hands groping around, Jiang Minjing slowly opened her eyes and struggled to get up by supporting herself on the mattress.

The desk lamp was on in the room, and I could see the cup of water on the bedside table at a glance.

"Grumpy"

She drank it all in one breath, wiped her lips with the back of her hand, and lowered her head. Jiang Minjing was suddenly stunned.

I am sure this is my home, but the question is how did I get to be home?

Unable to tell what time it was, Kang Min Kyung was trying hard to recall.

First of all, we can rule out the possibility that her agent sent her back, because after the script study session ended in the morning, Kang Min Kyung specifically told her agent that she didn't need her agent to accompany her in the evening.

Is that Li Haili?
I went shopping with Li Haili in the afternoon. She knew that she was going to attend a dinner party with the crew last night.

Soon, Jiang Minjing rejected this idea. If it was Li Haili who took her home, she would not cover her with a blanket directly. At least she would help her take off her shoes.

At this time, Kang Min Kyung was still wearing the white sweater, blue jeans and white sneakers that she had deliberately changed into in the afternoon.

No way.

Did Qi Yaojiu send himself back?

No one except Qi Yaojiu knows where her home is?
It should be impossible.

Kang Min-kyung remembered that during the dinner last night, Ki Yo-gu was with Choi Jin-na the entire time.

I thought of writer Lee Eun-young again. FD Kim Ji-hwan said that Ki Yoo-gu was pursuing Choi Jin-na, and even if he had to give someone away, Ki Yoo-gu would definitely send Choi Jin-na home instead of himself.

I looked around, but I couldn't find my backpack on the bedside table, on the bed, or on the floor.

He stood up, rubbed his temples and walked out of the room.

Before looking for her bag, Kang Min Kyung opened the refrigerator door, took out a bottle of drink and gulped down half of it.

Feeling much more comfortable, I searched the house for my bag.

Finally, I found it on the shoe cabinet. I opened my bag and wanted to take out my phone, but I saw the things I bought when I was shopping with Li Haili in the afternoon. I had planned to find an opportunity to give it to Qi Yaojiu as a gift last night.

After taking the gift and the phone, Kang Min Kyung checked the time on the way back to the room: 4:48 AM.

Looking through the call records, there were no other call records except for a call to Li Haili yesterday afternoon and the first call with her mother around 6 o'clock in the evening.

It is basically certain that the person who sent him home last night was not his agent or Lee Haeri.

Leaning against the head of the bed, Jiang Minjing was confused.

The main reason why she wanted to find out who sent her home last night was that she was worried that she would say or do the wrong thing after getting drunk, commonly known as going drunk.

If anything is really offensive, you should apologize to the person who sent her back in time.

But now no one knows who sent her back.

I thought about sending a message to Ji Yaojiu to ask indirectly, but in the end, Jiang Minjing didn't send a message.

A strange thought suddenly popped up in my mind. If I sent a message and the reply I received was: "He is still sleeping. I will tell him if there is anything tomorrow." Then I would be doomed.

After locking the screen and staring at the ceiling for two minutes, Jiang Minjing hurriedly unlocked the phone screen.

Sure enough, I found the contact information of MBK trainee Lee Ji-ah in the address book.

Jiang Minjing muttered, "It's 5 o'clock in the morning. Sending a message now is too disturbing."

The method I just thought of had to be abandoned due to time constraints.

After another moment of daze, Jiang Minjing clapped her hands fiercely: "Yes, uncle security guard."

Getting off the bed, Jiang Minjing quickened her pace, muttering, "The security guard who brought me home last night must know. How could I have forgotten the simplest way to confirm it? Besides, the security guard can also see the surveillance video."

the other side.

Sangam-dong Apartment.

Room 1509.

At 5 a.m., a man in his thirties gently reminded everyone, "Everyone, if you need a larger size, you can go to the beauty salon. We don't have much time left. You must arrive before 5:40."

Park Hyomin, with her hair tied in a ponytail and wearing framed glasses, raised her hands weakly: "Oppa, I'm ready."

But the response was: "Hyomin, you are still in your pajamas." Opening her eyes and lowering her head, Park Hyomin turned and walked towards the room.

Yang Zhiyuan lamented, "I fell asleep last night and forgot I was still wearing a face mask."

Lee Ji-ah soothed her: "She's beautiful, and her skin is smooth and hydrated."

Ham Eun-jung came out of the bathroom and touched her belly.

The agent immediately asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Xian Enjing shook her head and said, "Oppa, I'm hungry."

The manager breathed a sigh of relief: "I bought you some food when I came here. Where's Jiyeon? Is she still not up?"

"Click"

Park Hyomin changed her clothes and came out of the room, followed by Park Jiyeon who looked very tired.

The agent urged them to set off quickly.

They lined up and walked out of the dormitory one by one, just like coaxing children.

No one knew when the corridor lights were repaired. Most people were walking towards the elevator in a half-asleep state. Only Park Ji-yeon, who was the second to last in the line, glanced at room 1508.

Park Ji-yeon perked up instantly and said, "Oh!" The manager, who was lagging behind, continued, "Eat something in the car. I'll buy you some delicious beef lunch boxes for lunch today. Hang in there, your hard work will be over soon."

Park Ji-yeon was pushed away by her agent. She turned her head and continued to look at Room 1508.

There was a plastic bag on the ground to the left of the door, which contained takeout.

Ki Yo-gu was home? He even ordered takeout? But why didn't he take it in?
After getting on the bus, Park Ji-yeon and Park Hyomin sat in the last row.

Park Ji-yeon was not sleepy at all and kept whispering to Park Hyo-min, "Ouni, PDnim went home last night."

"Ouni, why doesn't he eat the takeout he ordered?"

"Unnie, he didn't get drunk and something bad happened, did he?"

"Ouni, should I call the police? What if something unexpected happens?"

"Unnie, is it too presumptuous of me to call?"

Park Hyomin was not polite either. She rested her head on Park Jiyeon's shoulder and hummed, "Really? Oh, really? Yeah, I get it."

Have been perfunctory.

In the end, Park Ji-yeon did not call Ki Yo-gu, but just sent a text message: "PDnim, are you okay?"

Yeouido, LT Apartment, guard room.

The security guard enthusiastically asked Jiang Minjing, who was standing at the door early in the morning, "Miss, are you okay?"

Jiang Minjing immediately asked, "Was it the uncle on duty last night?"

The security guard nodded and said, "Yes, I saw the lady drunk last night. I'm glad she's okay."

Jiang Minjing thanked the security guard for his concern and then asked, "Uncle, did you see who brought me back last night?"

Before the security guard could speak, Jiang Minjing added, "Male or female?"

The security guard said slowly, "The man is the one the lady invited to her home last time. I can't remember his name, but I'm 100% sure that he was the one who brought the lady home last night."

Jiang Minjing was stunned.

He thought it was Qi Yaojiu who sent her back, but he didn't expect that it was really Qi Yaojiu who sent her back.

Wait, Ji Yaojiu was with that PD Choi the whole night, why would he send him home?

Wait, Qi Yaojiu sent me home, so I didn’t get drunk, right?

Coming back to her senses, Jiang Minjing begged the security guard, "Uncle, can I see the surveillance video of when I returned home last night?"

The security guard asked nervously, "Did you lose something?"

Jiang Minjing waved her hands and explained: "No, I just want to confirm something. Sorry for bothering you, uncle."

The security guard asked Kang Min-kyung to wait a moment, then called back his partner who was patrolling the apartment, and then took Kang Min-kyung to the machine room in the underground garage.

Jiang Minjing, who was following the security guard, felt a little uneasy. She always felt that she had lost her composure last night. It was not necessarily because she was drunk, but she did not return home so honestly. Moreover, this feeling was very strong.

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