Peninsula: I'm the Top Streamer

Chapter 632 Dark Thoughts, Can This Also Be a Shura Field?
Kim Yoo-jung looks so youthful and radiant.

Kwon Heon-hyuk is so easy and effortless.

It was a very comfortable night.

Quan Xuanhe slowly woke up from his sleep and felt a strong sense of restraint, as if his body was being tightly bound by an octopus.

Turning his head, he saw Kim Yoo-jung fast asleep, still holding onto him tightly even in her sleep, as if afraid that the cooked duck would fly away.

Quan Xuanhe pushed her arms and the thighs draped over him away, lifted the blanket, and sat up.

Kim Yoo-jung groaned twice on the bed, then hugged the blanket and went back to sleep.

He stretched lazily and then let out a sigh of relief.

The alarm clock on the bedside table rang, its ringing sound waking Kim Yoo-jung. She looked sleepily at him standing by the bed.

"Are you leaving now?"

Kim Yoo-jung was still very sleepy when she spoke, her eyes not even open yet.

"Of course, filming keeps me very busy."

Kwon Hyun-hyuk turned around and glanced at Kim Yoo-jung.

Bathed in the soft morning light, Kim Yoo-jung's fair skin appeared flawless, like white jade, radiating a glow.

"Go to sleep first."

Kwon Hyun-hyuk casually patted Kim Yoo-jung's shapely buttocks, causing her to groan, but she remained motionless, closing her eyes and continuing to sleep.

She was more tired than Quan Xuanhe last night.

Being a female knight throughout the entire process is not easy.

The room was still warm.

Quan Xuanhe bent down to pick up the clothes scattered on the ground and put them on neatly.

The sky outside the window was getting brighter, and the morning shoot on set could not be neglected.

He glanced back at the bed. Kim Yoo-jung was buried in the pillow, muttering incoherently. Her fingertips unconsciously traced the spot where he had just been lying, clearly still fast asleep.

Quan Xuanhe tucked the blanket around her, turned around and closed the door, showing no sign of lingering.

The corridor was silent except for the sound of his steady footsteps.

The car was waiting at the hotel entrance. A cold wind brushed against his forehead as his assistant got out and handed him coffee.

Quan Xuanhe tilted his head back and took a swig; the icy liquid and bitterness instantly suppressed the last trace of languor.

The car cut through the thin mist at the edge of the road and sped toward the sleeping film set in Gyeonggi Province.

Exhausted, Liu Zhimin sat on the sofa in the practice room, repeatedly swiping her phone screen, but still received no message from Quan Xuanhe.

Recalling his constant presence during our trip to Busan and the intimacy of being held in his arms when I woke up in the morning, and then comparing it to his coldness these past few days as he's busy promoting his new drama and handling awards season public relations, a wave of grievance suddenly welled up in my heart.

Ah, men.
She finally couldn't hold back any longer and dialed the number directly.

"Hello?" Kwon Hyun-hyuk's voice carried a hint of weariness from a break in filming.

The moment the call connected, Liu Zhimin deliberately dragged out the last syllable, her sweet tone tinged with a hint of resentment.

"Oppa~ Did you forget about me somewhere?" Before he could answer, Liu Zhimin continued in rapid succession: "You reply to messages slowly, and you don't call me proactively... Do you think you've already succeeded and don't need to put in any more effort?"

That's what I said.

I hadn't put in much effort before.

Liu Zhimin paused, her voice softening, carrying a barely perceptible hint of pleading.

"Oppa, why don't you message me every day anymore... I can't even see you when I open my eyes..."

Quan Xuanhe seemed to chuckle softly on the other end of the phone, while the faint sounds of staff urging him could be heard in the background.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I've been busy lately, as you know. You even have my schedule."

Just because it wasn't written doesn't mean it didn't happen. In fact, after officially breaking through the final barrier in their relationship, the two chatted every day without interruption.

In order to know more about Quan Xuanhe's activities, Liu Zhimin asked him to send her his schedule so that she could feel more at ease.

However, sometimes Kwon Heonhyuk is so busy that his mind goes blank, and he doesn't even know who he's chatting with.

After their first stage performance together, their relationship seems to be warming up again, and they've been exchanging messages more frequently every day.

Chou Tzu-yu has always been there.

The same was true for Kim Jisoo; after the event, the small sparks of unwanted advances gradually ignited.

Sometimes it really makes Quan Xuanhe feel disoriented, wondering who he's talking to and what he's talking about.

His tone was reassuring.

"Zhimin, when have you ever succeeded with me? I'm the one you've got in your hands."

He seemed to take a few steps, the background noise decreased, and his voice became more serious: "What's wrong, did our Karina miss me?"

Liu Zhimin felt her ears burning slightly when she heard his question, which was tinged with a smile, but she still pressed on relentlessly.

"Hmph! Easier said than done... Who knows if you've been bewitched by someone on some film set?"

She deliberately made a pointed remark, but her tone betrayed her softened state, as if she had been coaxed, "When can I see you? I'm almost out of energy."

"I'll have half a day free after the premiere next week," Kwon Hyun-hyuk quickly confirmed, his voice full of promise, "I'll take you to that dessert tart place you said looks great in photos... and then feed you, my little glutton."

The assistant's more urgent voice came through the receiver. Quan Xuanhe hurriedly said, "The director is urging us. I'll call you back after we finish work. Don't overthink it."

The call ended abruptly.

Disappointed and dissatisfied.

Liu Zhimin felt she had been considerate and understanding enough; she hadn't even mentioned his music show appearance with Zhao Meiyan.

She became unsettled when she thought that Zhao Meiyan might take this opportunity to bewitch Quan Xuanhe again.

He'll rise to power sooner or later and kick Zhao Meiyan aside!

In what ways is she inferior to Zhao Meiyan?
She was with Kwon Heonhyuk even earlier than Cho Mi-yeon!
While Yoo Ji-min was having a phone call with Kwon Hyun-hyuk without keeping it a secret, Kim Dong-dong, who was sitting not far away, was listening intently.

In her sight
Liu Zhimin twirled her fingers around the ends of her hair, her phone pressed against her ear like a lazy cat, but the grievance in her voice was almost overflowing: "I even had to check the news to find out when your new drama's press conference was!"

The mirror in the practice room reflected her slightly furrowed brows. Kim Dong-won lowered her eyes and pretended to play on her phone, but her ears were tightly gripping every word.

To be honest, she still doesn't understand how Quan Xuanhe ended up with Liu Zhimin.

That's it?

Liu Zhimin's suddenly softened voice made Jin Dongtian's spine stiffen.

ah.
This unnie.

He even made a phone call in front of her, really acting like he didn't care at all, being carefree and even smug here.

After listening to Liu Zhimin finish her call, she lowered her head further, pretending to be engrossed in her phone and unaware that Liu was on the phone.

Liu Zhimin gradually suppressed her grievances and coquettishness, and when she turned to look at Jin Dongtian, who was standing silently to the side, a slight smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

She recalled the undisguised shock and panic in the phone call she answered that early winter morning, and the slightly stiff posture on the other end now.

This strong psychological advantage made her much more relaxed when facing the golden winter, and she is not afraid at all now.

This confidence translates into effortless skill in action.

"Min-won!"

Upon hearing this, Jin Dongtian immediately looked up at Liu Zhimin in a daze.

"Wei?"

"Want to go downstairs to buy coffee together?"

Liu Zhimin casually stuffed her phone into her pocket, slightly raised her chin, and gave Jin Dongtian a gentle smile.

"what"

Jin Dongtian hesitated for a moment, but seeing Liu Zhimin's smiling gaze, he finally nodded.

"it is good."

Jin Dong lowered her eyelids, smoothed her hair, and then stood up.

She hated her own weakness in the face of Liu Zhimin, and hated the feeling of being completely suppressed.

She was afraid of Quan Xuanhe.

The experience left her with lingering fear, and in front of Quan Xuanhe, she felt as vulnerable as transparent glass.

But Liu Zhimin... what about Liu Zhimin?
The moment she stood up, a thought flashed through Jin Dongtian's chaotic and oppressive thoughts like lightning.

What is Liu Zhimin?
She possessed all the confidence she had, that disdainful attitude, that unbridled smugness in her presence…

Ultimately, doesn't it all stem from Kwon Heon-hyuk?

Even without Kwon Hyun-hyuk's name, Yoo Ji-min still has to be afraid of her!
The grievances and feelings of being offended that Jin Guangzheng felt were instantly replaced by a cold clarity.

The immense, almost overwhelming pressure emanating from Quan Xuanhe, not from Liu Zhimin, who was merely feigning respect by relying on his power.

She has absolutely no reason to be afraid of Liu Zhimin!

This realization allowed a sharp, rebellious streak to quietly grow within him.

"Let's go."

This time, Jin Dongtian's voice was much clearer. She met Liu Zhimin's gaze and slowly stood up.

On the way to the elevator, Liu Zhimin chatted about unimportant team schedules, and seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

Jin Dong listened quietly, but her thoughts were racing.

what does this mean?
This means that as long as you avoid direct confrontation with Kwon Hyun-hyuk.

Or... just make the connection between Yoo Jimin and Kwon Hyun-hyuk less solid?

So this smug unnie in front of me is nothing special.

This somewhat dark thought surfaced in Jin Dongtian's mind.

"The director is urging me to call you back later after we finish filming. Don't overthink it."

Quan Xuanhe finished speaking hastily, hung up the call, casually stuffed his phone back into his pocket, and turned to return to the film set.

"Oh my~ Our Xuanhe oppa is really working hard~ He just finished comforting the girl on the other end of the phone, and then the director is urging him to start filming. He doesn't even have time to catch his breath?"

A voice, clearly mocking and with a drawn-out ending, drifted lightly from behind, like a feather tickling the ear, yet with a hint of thorns.

Quan Xuanhe paused, his eyebrows twitching almost imperceptibly.

He adopted his usual attitude of half helplessness and half composure when dealing with her.

What can you do if you're too popular?

"You even eavesdropped on my phone call."

He stepped forward, picked up the bottled water his assistant had just placed on the table, unscrewed it, and took a sip.

"whispering sound."

Minatozaki Sana mimicked his earlier tone, with a playful hint of disdain, and took a few steps closer to him.

"Who was eavesdropping? Some people were just talking too loudly, as if they wanted the whole set to be cheering for 'our Karina'~"

She mimicked Quan Xuanhe's affectionate address over the phone perfectly, adding an extra touch of teasing to her tone.

She tiptoed closer, her gaze sweeping over his slightly tired face, then landing on his temples, which were stained with some theatrical makeup and sweat, and finally settling on his eyes, which held a helpless smile.

"Tsk tsk, you have to appease your girlfriend after hanging up the phone, afraid she'll get angry? Looks like our Xuanhe oppa is quite busy."

She emphasized the words "little girlfriend," her bright, lively eyes sparkling with mischievousness.

"It was Tzuyu the other day, and who was it yesterday? Today it's Karina's turn?"

"How could you do this to Tzuyu?"

Quan Xuanhe felt a chill run down his spine from her gaze; the teasing in her eyes carried a clear hint of bitterness.

He subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose: "That's a bit unnecessary. You know me, we're all on the same side."

"Ha~"

Sana Minato let out a short, ambiguous chuckle, her eyes and brows radiating amusement at the spectacle.

"Stop it, stop it."

Quan Xuanhe was a little overwhelmed by her appearance and knew that he couldn't continue to dwell on this topic, otherwise she would only have more leverage to attack him.

The charming woman turned into a spoiled brat. He knew deep down that Sana Minatozaki's sarcastic remarks were a way of settling scores with him.

He was settling scores for embarrassing her that day, since she had already pushed herself to the limit.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the director waving in their direction, and his assistant jogging over to remind him to go on stage.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk seized the opportunity, picked up his coffee cup, took a quick sip, and then pretended to hand the coffee to Minatozaki Sana.

"Alright, alright, magnanimous Ms. Sana. Can't a cup of coffee shut you up? I really have to go now, the director's waiting. Here, have some?"

The movements were swift and decisive, more like an attempt to quickly divert her attention.

Sana Minatozaki looked at the half-empty cup being offered to her, curled her lip in disdain, and didn't take it.

She took a step back, hugged her arms, and watched as he was led by his assistant toward the center of the set.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk didn't even turn his head, hurrying into the busy film set and the crowd.

Sana Minatozaki stood there, looking down at the coffee in her hand. The ice had completely melted, diluting the already bitter liquid. She gently swirled the cup.

So, he came to visit the set today because he missed his appointment with Tzuyu.

The team isn't too busy right now. Preparations for the comeback are almost complete, and there's not much business to do. We have quite a bit of free time now.

Kim Yoo-jung stepped out of the van. She had expended a lot of energy the night before, but her steps were languid and light with satisfaction, and her mood was quite bright.

Her gaze inadvertently swept over the shadowy corner behind the monitor, and she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Sana Minatozaki was sitting quietly on her small folding stool, scrolling through her phone, her hat brim pulled low and her mask covering her face.

She seemed to sense the gaze upon her, and looked up, her bright eyes, still lively even under the shadow of her hat brim, meeting Kim Yoo-jung's astonished stare.

They were both stunned at the same time.

The atmosphere froze for half a second, subtle but not tense. Neither of them expected to meet at this time and in this situation.

Kim Yoo-jung quickly composed herself, a sunny smile playing on her lips, and strode forward to greet them.

"Good morning, Sana-senpai."

"You're on set so early, you must be tired." Kim Yoo-jung greeted her politely, as if the brief pause just now had never happened, leaving only a subtle observation in her eyes.

Sana Minatozaki quickly reacted, put away her phone, and put on the gentle smile that she often wore offstage, her voice carrying her unique sweet and soft nasal tone.

"Ah, it's Yu-jung-ssi. I'm here to visit the set."

She stood up, casually brushed off non-existent dust, and glanced at Kim Yoo-jung's slightly flushed cheeks and her somewhat tired but still bright eyes.

"Yes, me too." Kim Yoo-jung nodded, maintaining a polite smile.

The two were not familiar with each other, and their encounter at this time was purely by chance.

Or perhaps it was purely because of Kwon Hyun-hyuk.

"Have you had breakfast yet, senior?"

"Not yet, I'm just waking up with some coffee first. What about you?" Sana Minato smiled and gestured with the coffee cup she was still holding.

"Me too, I'll wait for my assistant to go buy it."

Kim Yoo-jung's gaze also swept over the coffee cup in Minatozaki Sana's hand, and her bright eyes, which were still lively even in the dim morning light.

A brief silence descended once more.

Sana Minatozaki held her cold coffee, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing the water droplets remaining on the cup.

Kim Yoo-jung appeared to casually glance at the busy scene on set, but in reality, she was still cautiously observing the other person out of the corner of her eye.

There was a slightly awkward silence between the two.

Perhaps it was all for Kwon Heon-hyuk, but the two ended up bumping into each other.

"The mornings in Gyeonggi Province... are still a bit chilly."

Sana Minatosaki spoke first, lifting her gaze from her coffee cup. Her tone was slightly wistful, and her eyes lingered for a moment on Kim Yoo-jung's face, which was a little tired but still radiant.

Kim Yoo-jung immediately responded, her smile flawless.

"Yes, it's a bit tiring to get up early and travel. Did Sanaxi come all the way from Seoul?"

"More or less, I was just thinking of coming to the set to take a look."

"Yu-jung-ssi, you've arrived at just the right time. Did you just get here?"

The two stood on the edge of the shadows not far from the monitor, chatting idly.

The conversation revolved around the film set, the weather, and the difficulty of acting, and the atmosphere was relatively harmonious.

The two were not familiar with each other. Logically speaking, given Minatozaki Sana's outgoing and enthusiastic personality, she should be able to become familiar and intimate with him very quickly.

However, at this time, she had no intention of making friends with Kim Yoo-jung.

Perhaps she knew perfectly well that Kim Yoo-jung wasn't a simple girl either.

Until a clear "Cut!" came from not far away.

Quan Xuanhe breathed a sigh of relief; the discomfort from controlling his eyeballs for so long had made his eyes red.

He rubbed his sore eyes and moved toward his corner to rest, preparing to sit down and close his eyes to calm himself down.

However, he paused for a moment when his gaze focused.

At the edge of the shadows, next to where his assistant usually kept his folding table and chairs, people were sitting on the two small stools he had brought with him.

The sitting posture was not intimate, and even had a somewhat polite but distant feel.

On one side, Sana Minatozaki, her lively spirit still evident despite her hat being pulled low, was idly swiping her phone screen.

On the other side was Kim Yoo-jung. She was wearing bright casual clothes, and her face still held a hint of brightness after a night's rest, or rather, after all the commotion.

Two women who should have had absolutely no connection were now sitting together.

Quan Xuanhe raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing through his mind.

It was unexpected, but it was nothing more than an unexpected event.

He knew Kim Yoo-jung was on set last night, and they only parted ways this morning.

He knew better than anyone that Sana Minatozaki had come to visit him on set, and he had even been teased by her about Liu Zhimin's phone number just now.

It's not a rare occurrence that two women who appeared on his film set in Gyeonggi Province ran into each other.

If we bump into each other, sitting together and waiting doesn't seem like... a big deal?

He didn't panic or feel guilty about being caught; in fact, the situation wasn't serious enough to evoke those emotions in him.

The thought flashed through my mind in just a second.

He didn't avoid it, nor did he quicken his pace; he simply walked past as usual, even appearing somewhat lazy.

"Good morning." He walked to his folding chair, his voice hoarse and low due to discomfort in his eyes.

"Oppa!" Kim Yoo-jung was the first to raise her head, her face immediately breaking into her signature sunny and harmless smile.

"You must be exhausted. I saw your eyes were like that the whole time... You must have worked so hard." Her tone was full of concern, mixed with a hint of intimacy that she herself might not have realized.

As she spoke, her body subconsciously leaned slightly towards Quan Xuanhe, a natural reaction of wanting to get closer.

But out of the corner of his eye, he unconsciously glanced at Sana Minatozaki beside him, seemingly observing his senior's reaction.

Sana Minato also raised her head, her large eyes under the brim of her hat sweeping over Kwon Hyun-hyuk's slightly reddened eyes. Her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, as if she wanted to say something caring.

But when he caught a glimpse of Kim Yoo-jung's affectionate expression, he didn't say anything more.

He pulled out a folding chair, sat down rather abruptly, leaned back, let out a long sigh, closed his eyes, and vigorously rubbed his temples with his fingers.

"My eyes are about to cramp... Do you have any eye drops? Where's my assistant?"

He seemed to be asking the air, or perhaps two people, his eyes slightly open as he searched for his assistant's figure with a hint of bewilderment.

Kim Yoo-jung reacted first, immediately rummaging through her small bag: "Oppa, wait a minute! I remember I have something in my bag..."

She quickly took out an individually packaged bottle of eye drops.

Sana Minatozaki didn't say anything, but picked up her cup of coffee, which had melted, and took another sip. Her gaze casually fell on her assistant, who was jogging over from a short distance away.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk took the eye drops from Kim Yoo-jung, thanked her in a low voice, skillfully unpacked the package, and tilted his head back to apply the drops.

The cool liquid relieved the burning sensation in his eyes. He leaned back in his chair, let out a long sigh, and drooped his eyelids slightly.

Just as she was about to say something, her phone vibrated in her bag at an inopportune moment, the buzzing sound particularly clear in the brief silence of the set.

Kim Yoo-jung smiled apologetically at Kwon Hyun-hyuk and Minatozaki Sana, then walked aside to answer the call.

"Hmm? Oh... Is it today? Okay, I got it..." Her voice wasn't loud, but Kwon Hyun-hyuk and Minatozaki Sana heard it clearly.

Kim Yoo-jung hung up the phone, turned around and walked back, her face showing a hint of helplessness and a hurried, bright smile that had quickly returned.

"Oppa, Sana-senpai-nim," she first bowed slightly to Minatozaki Sana, then her gaze fell on Kwon Hyun-hyuk.

"My manager is urging me to go back to Seoul because a pre-event meeting for an event has been moved up."

Kwon Hyun-hyuk slightly raised his eyelids. His eyes, which were moist and slightly red from just having the eye drops applied, lingered briefly on Kim Yoo-jung's face. He nodded, his voice still carrying a hint of the eye drops.

"Okay, I got it. Be careful on the road." His tone was gentle, but there was no intention to stop him from staying.

Kim Yoo-jung seemed to want to say something, but after glancing at Minatozaki Sana who was watching quietly beside her, she swallowed her words back.

She smiled, pursed her lips, waved to the two of them, and turned away gracefully, as if a refreshing breeze had swept by.

Sana Minatozaki's gaze followed Kim Yoo-jung's figure as she walked towards the van in the distance, her back view radiating the unique vitality of a young girl.

Until the van started and drove away, only she and Kwon Hyun-hyuk remained in a corner of the film set.

The morning light had fully spread out, shining on Quan Xuanhe's slightly worn costume and on the half of Minatozaki Sana's face peeking out from under her hat.

Sana Minato slowly withdrew her gaze and turned her attention back to Kwon Hyun-hyuk, who was leaning back in the folding chair with his eyes closed, resting.

She took a step forward and stood in front of Kwon Seonhyuk's chair.

A shadow fell, covering half of his body. Quan Xuanhe sensed the change in light and opened his eyes.

Eyes facing each other.

Sana Minatozaki had her hands in her pockets, and her beautiful eyes under the brim of her hat were slightly narrowed, with a sly look that seemed to scrutinize and understand everything.

She bent down slightly, leaning closer, her deliberately lowered voice carrying a hint of moist nasal tone, yet it felt like a feather brushing against the tip of my heart, both tingling and itchy:
"Aren't you going to explain?" Sana Minatozaki finally pulled her fingertips out of her pocket, but didn't do anything. She just tapped her jawline lightly, her gaze fixed on him, her meaning clear.

"Explain what?"

Quan Xuanhe's face showed little expression; he even leaned back slightly to make himself more comfortable in the chair, though a barely perceptible hint of interest flickered deep in his eyes.

This perspective of Sana Minatozaki is also quite good; you could give it a try.

"Humph!"

"Kim Yoo-jung-ssi, so early in the morning, on set? Visiting the set? Hmm?"

"What a coincidence?" Sana Minatozaki spoke even slower, drawing out the last syllable.

As Quan Xuanhe listened to her rapid-fire interrogation, he looked at her pretty face, which became clearer as he got closer, and saw a hint of sourness in her fierce expression.

“She came yesterday. If you had come yesterday, she definitely wouldn’t have had a chance; it would have all been yours.”

Kwon Hyun-hyuk spoke casually, but it made Sana Minato's eyebrows twitch uncontrollably, interrupting his speech.

"???"

"What did you say?"

That's absolutely outrageous.

"truth."

However, Kwon Hyun-hyuk's words also subtly clarified for her that Kim Yoo-jung indeed had this kind of relationship with him.

"Who else are you involved with? If you continue like this, don't touch me or Ziyu again!"

Sana Minatozaki wondered which other girls he was still entangled with; this messy relationship was just too much.

"No, I've already kept myself very clean."

Whether someone is bad or not is determined by comparison. Compared to other actors who play with young models, internet celebrities, or even engage in some bizarre activities, Kwon Heon-hyuk feels he is clean enough.

At least it's still respectable, right?
"Wow, you can actually say something like that?"

Sana Minato narrowed her eyes, her eyes widening at his shamelessness.

Is this what an actor's sense of conviction is?

"em"

Kwon Hyun-hyuk felt a little embarrassed by Sana's reaction.

(End of this chapter)