The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 5 Fragments of Truth
Pei Yongjun did not go home. He packed up his camera and memory card, took out two blank confidentiality agreements from the drawer, put them in his bag and sealed them carefully, then got up and left, going to Haidong Pavilion in advance.

This restaurant is near his home, has high-end decoration and not many diners.

He often eats there and is quite familiar with the owner. There are no surveillance cameras in the private rooms, and he is very familiar with the terrain of the hotel, so every time he does something secretive, he chooses to do it here.

Pei Yongjun looked at his watch. It was just 8 o'clock and Choi Sulli had not arrived yet. He was not in a hurry. He walked out of the box and waited quietly at the end of the corridor where there was no one.

If you want to gain an advantage in a negotiation, don't wait for others. Bae Yong-jun knows this well.

Time passed minute by minute, but until 9 o'clock, Choi Sulli still didn't show up.

Pei Yongjun frowned slightly and waited patiently for more than ten minutes before he saw a slim figure wearing a hat rushing into the corridor.

She was breathing slightly heavily while looking at the room number on the box. She hesitated at the door of box 3 before walking in.

It's Choi Sulli.

Pei Yongjun continued to wait, and within two minutes his cell phone rang.

"Where are you?" Choi Sulli's voice sounded like it was about to explode. "Where have you been?! Are you dead?"

"Right away, give me two minutes."

Pei Yongjun hung up the phone, looked at his watch, and waited for 10 minutes before walking towards the box.

Just as he was about to push the door open, he suddenly heard Choi Sulli's excited voice in the room.

"Ah! How much more money do you need to be satisfied, vampire!"

It seemed like he was on a phone call. The voice became deeper and then rose again after a while.

"Tell me! How much more do you want?"

"...Okay! You wait!"

The sound in the room stopped again.

Bae Yong-jun pushed the door open and walked in. Choi Sulli's bright eyes were filled with tears.

"Are you okay? Shirley? Do you want me to wait a little longer?"

"None of your business!" Choi Sulli wiped her tears, her eyes full of stubbornness, "Let's talk business!"

"Okay." Pei Yongjun sat down, took out his camera and placed it on the table, his lips curled up slightly, "Then let's get down to business."

"8 photos, 1000 million each, all here." He lowered his head, took out the camera and placed it on the table.

He raised his eyes, but was slightly startled.

Choi Sulli's skin was very white, even pale, and her eyes were red and swollen from crying, making her look transparent and broken.

It's beautiful, yet fragile.

Even Pei Yongjun, who was used to seeing all kinds of handsome men and beautiful women, couldn't help but hold his breath in front of this dazzling broken beauty.

"Have you seen enough?" Choi Sulli's voice brought Bae Yongjun back to his senses.

She looked at Pei Yongjun coldly, "I need to see the photos first."

"Okay, go ahead." He smiled gently and pushed the camera in front of her. "The photos are all in it."

Choi Sulli picked up the camera, pressed the button, and looked at it carefully, her delicate eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter.

On the display screen, the side faces of Choi Sulli and Goo Hara were captured together, and they looked excited. Anyone who saw it would say that the two were arguing.

[The former popular idol was deserted by everyone and became enemies with his last close friend]

Pei Yongjun has already thought about the public reaction if these photos are leaked.

"Are these the only few pictures? How do I know you didn't take more?" Choi Sulli looked for a while before looking up, her eyes full of distrust.

"You don't have to believe it, Sulli." Pei Yongjun said calmly, "But if that's the case, there's no need for us to sit here and talk."

"Believe? Why should I believe you?" Choi Sulli held the camera tightly and stared at him.

"Because..." Pei Yongjun looked into her bright eyes, which still had traces of tears, "The photo is in my hands."

Cui Xueli's eyes suddenly lost their luster. She lowered her head dejectedly, and her soft black hair covered her face.

"Don't worry, these are the only photos we have, and all the backups will be given to you." Seeing that Choi Sulli stopped talking, Pei Yongjun took out two prepared confidentiality agreements from his bag.

"Here's a confidentiality agreement. I've already drafted it. Just sign it, and from now on, no one will know about this."

"This will remain a secret forever."

"Eight photos, 8 million. 8000% for the confidentiality agreement, plus 15% for the backup negatives." He pulled out a memory card with the photos from his bag and placed it on the table. "One hundred million each, no more, no less."

"Sign it." He pushed the agreement in front of Choi Sulli, and her long hair gently brushed against the back of his hand.

"And then I'll give you everything."

Choi Sulli slowly raised her head, her lips turning white from biting her white teeth.

Pei Yongjun handed her the pen, "Please."

She flipped through the agreement hastily, uncapped the pen, hesitated for a long time, took a deep breath, and signed her name.

Cui, Zhen, Li.

The beautiful handwriting fell on the snow-white paper.

Sulli is her stage name, and Choi Jin-ri is her real name.

"Okay." After signing her name, she pushed the agreement back to Pei Yongjun and reached out to take the memory card. "Give it to me!"

Pei Yongjun grabbed Cui Xueli's slender wrist, and she struggled violently, "Let me go! What are you doing?"

"Money," Pei Yongjun said, staring at her without any hesitation. "Sulli, we haven't settled the money yet."

Choi Sulli's movements suddenly stopped.

She looked at Pei Yongjun for a while, then turned away. Her voice sounded a little weak, "I'm still raising the money. I'll give it to you as soon as I have it."

"Then we'll talk about it after we raise the funds." Pei Yongjun shook off her hand, grabbed the memory card on the table and walked out.

"Bae Yongjun! I'll give you the car!"

Choi Sulli's voice made him stop.

"What did you say?" He turned around and looked at Choi Sulli, who suddenly stood up. "I'll mortgage the car to you! I'll give it to you as soon as I raise the money!"

She took out the car keys from her bag and threw them at him, "Here are the car keys, take them!"

Pei Yongjun caught the key that was flipping in the air, and it had a BMW logo on it.

"Give it to me! Give me the photo!" Choi Sulli stretched out her hand.

Pei Yongjun stared at her face and shook his head.

"You!" Choi Sulli glared at him, took off the ring on her hand, and threw it to Pei Yongjun, "This one is for you too!"

"Is that enough?! Vampire!"

Pei Yongjun took the ring, rubbed it, and held it in his palm. He had already sensed something unusual in his heart, and his doubts grew even stronger.

"Xulli, are you short of money?" He raised his head and looked at Cui Xueli, "Can't you take out this money?"

Choi Sulli was once SM's most popular star. Although her activities have decreased in the past two years, how come she can't even come up with 1 million?
Besides, she clearly said in the afternoon that she had the money ready.

How is this going?

"Didn't you say in the afternoon that you had prepared the money?" Pei Yongjun walked back to the table and glanced at her.

The shoulder bag is LV, the light-colored shirt is Paris Rosa, the earrings are heavy platinum, and the ring that was just thrown to her is a diamond, which looks very valuable.

She was dressed quite elegantly, yet she looked so embarrassed.

He remembered what Choi Sulli said on the phone before he entered the room.

Is someone asking her for money?

"It's none of your business. It's gone now anyway." Choi Sulli noticed his somewhat aggressive gaze and couldn't help but tremble.

"So how are you going to raise the money? Sell your car? Pawn it? Ask a friend? Or borrow from a loan shark?"

"I want to remind you that when the sun rises tomorrow, Hanjiang Sports will release these photos."

With every word Bae Yong-jun said, Choi Sulli's face turned paler and her slender fingers clenched into fists.

"I do have another suggestion." He walked back to the table, reached out and placed the car keys and ring on the table, and pushed them back in front of Choi Sulli.

"I don't want your car or your ring."

"I don't want money either."

Then he shook the memory card in his hand, "But I will still give you the photos."

"So what do you want?" Choi Sulli looked at the key and ring in front of her, then raised her head and stared at Bae Yongjun. "A guy like you doesn't have any conscience, does he?"

"What do you want?" Pei Yongjun followed closely, his face stretched out in front of her, staring at her, his tone seemed to carry a mysterious power, "What I want is very simple."

"Tell me, what are you..."

"What are you doing? Who's asking you for money?"

His dark eyes exuded a mysterious charm, like a deadly abyss, attracting people to reveal their thoughts.

"Is it family? Friends? Or..."

Pei Yongjun was slightly stunned.

"...Don't even think about it!" Cui Xueli's face changed, and she suddenly took a step back. A resolute and stubborn look welled up in her eyes. "Don't even think about me telling you!"

"You can post the photos if you want. I, Choi Sulli, will be with you until the end!"

"Get out of here!" She pushed Pei Yongjun away and strode towards the door of the box.

"Don't you want the photos anymore?" Pei Yongjun turned around and looked at her back.

"do not want!"

“Your solo doesn’t matter, does it?”

“Don’t worry about it!”

"So you don't want your Hola Ouni's video either?"

Choi Sulli's footsteps seemed to freeze all of a sudden.

"Do you still want to continue being blackmailed by her boyfriend Choi Jong-Bum?"

"How long do you want your Horaoni to live in fear?"

"Mo?!" Choi Sulli turned around suddenly, her snow-white face full of shock.

"What did you say? How did you know?!"

Pei Yongjun walked past her and opened the door.

"What are you going to do?" Choi Sulli stood there and asked subconsciously.

Pei Yongjun walked out without looking back, "Go get Haraxi's video."

He walked out, the mechanical voice still echoing in his mind.

[Consume 1 truth fragment]

Start listening to your heart

Then the robotic voice turned into Choi Sulli's angry cry.

[Choi Jong-Bum! Hand over Hara-unnie's video. How much more do you want? I'll give it to you!]

"Stop!" Choi Sulli's voice rang out from behind him, "Bae Yongjun! Stop right there!"

Pei Yongjun paused and turned to look at Cui Xueli who was chasing him out breathlessly. "Xullixi, is there anything else?"

"You, can you really get the video back?" Choi Sulli bit her lip tightly, "Why are you doing this?"

"Sullixi," Pei Yongjun paused, turned his head, looked at Cui Xueli's incredulous eyes, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face, "I'm a reporter."

He turned around and continued walking out.

Choi Sulli gritted her teeth and followed.

(End of this chapter)