Peninsula: I'm the Top Streamer

Chapter 714 Taming Han Su-hee

Filming, filming, filming.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk continued filming and occasionally doing commercials, his life remaining busy.

Subsequently, Han Su-hee arrived as promised.

The van quietly stopped in a relatively secluded corner outside the set of DP Season 2.

The car door slid open, and Han Suxi stepped out of the car with a graceful gait. She was wearing a simple, beige long trench coat and a pair of stiletto heels, with black stockings covering her genitals.

She was wearing makeup, but a pair of sunglasses that almost covered half of her face were perched on her nose, so her makeup wasn't very clear.

They were clearly fully armed.

The assistant, who had been waiting nearby, quickly stepped forward.

"Han Su-hee-xi? This way please. Hyun Hyuk is still filming, please go to the lounge to rest for a while."

"Kangsanmidha."

Han So-hee's voice sounded a little muffled through her mask. She nodded slightly and followed her assistant, walking through the bustling perimeter of the film set.

The staff were in a hurry, moving equipment and adjusting lights. Her arrival did not attract much attention. Occasionally, a staff member would catch a glimpse of her, but they would just assume that she was a colleague or staff member who was visiting the set in a low-key manner.

The assistant led her to a private lounge with the name "Kwon Hyun-hyuk" on the door.

The interior was simply furnished with a long sofa, two folding chairs, a long table piled with scripts, water glasses, tissues and a few snacks, a mobile clothes rack full of costumes in the corner, and a dressing table.

"Please have a seat. Xuanhe's performance should be over soon."

After the assistant finished speaking politely, he gently closed the door.

The lounge fell silent instantly, shutting out the noise from outside.

Han So-hee took off her sunglasses and mask, revealing a face with exquisite makeup.

There's a reason she's been able to rise so rapidly in recent years.

Being beautiful is common in the entertainment industry, but having a personal style is not easy.

Han Su-hee happens to have a personal style that makes her memorable at first glance.

She looked around, her gaze sweeping over the script spread out on the table, densely marked with highlighter.

Instead of sitting on the sofa, she went to the mirror, carefully examined herself, fiddled with her hair, and checked her makeup for any flaws. Then she sat there with her legs crossed and waited patiently.

Her coat slipped down, revealing Han So-hee's shapely thighs pressed together by her crossed legs.

About twenty minutes later, footsteps approached from afar, accompanied by a slightly tired voice.

The door was pushed open, and Quan Xuanhe walked in, bringing with him the chill of the outside air. He was dressed in his costume from the drama, and his rolled-up sleeves revealed the Chinese character tattoos on his arms.

There was no one following behind him; he kicked the door shut with his heel.

The lounge was quite warm, filled with the smells of residual hairspray, coffee, and Han So-hee's perfume.

Only he and Han Suxi remained in the room.

“Annyeonghaseyo, Suhee-xi.”

Kwon Hyun-hyuk spotted Han So-hee sitting in the corner, a polite smile appearing on his face, his voice gentle.

Actually, I was surprised after seeing Han So-hee's outfit.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

“Aniyo, Xuanhexi.”

Han Su-hee immediately stood up, her smile radiant, her previous composure replaced by enthusiasm.

Her voice was even softer and more alluring than it had been on the phone. She stood up, her trench coat already off and draped over the back of the chair. Her sheer black top and the black stockings that clung to her long legs shimmered under the light, and her high heels made her already stunning figure appear even more elegant.

So willing to use such sensational information?
How about this?
So thin?
Is it still shiny?
Several thoughts flashed through Quan Xuanhe's mind in an instant, followed by quantum convergence.

It's not like he's never seen a scene like this before.

She took two steps closer, stopping at just the right social distance, enough for Kwon Hyun-hyuk to see his entire body up close.

"I apologize for disturbing you. I know you're working hard filming, so I've been waiting quietly."

She tilted her head slightly, a strand of curly hair falling beside her cheek, her eyes sparkling with what appeared to be a sincere apology and concern.

"It's not an intrusion at all."

Quan Xuanhe casually waved his hand, walked to the table, picked up his thermos, unscrewed it, and took a sip, his movements so natural that he seemed unaware of the visual impact she was deliberately creating.

Do you think you can take him down with these little tricks?
He pulled out a folding chair, sat down, crossed his long legs, and gestured with his chin toward the other chair opposite him.

"Where's the script? Didn't Su-hee-xi say she wasn't sure about some parts?"

His direct approach startled Han So-hee slightly, but she reacted quickly, immediately taking out the printed script from her elegant handbag and sitting down opposite Kwon Seon-hyuk.

Instead of choosing the sofa that was further away, she sat directly on the folding chair that was closer to him.

As she sat down, she leaned forward and handed over the script. The thin neckline of her top opened in an ambiguous arc with the movement, revealing the lace edges and undulating curves underneath.

"This is the place, Xuanhexi."

She extended her finger, painted with nude nail polish, and touched a page of the script.

Her fingertips brushed against the back of Kwon Hyun-hyuk's hand as he was about to take the script, the touch slightly cool.

"I just took on this role, and I feel it will be a bit difficult to play."

Han So-hee looked up at Kwon Hyun-hyuk, her long eyelashes fluttering, her eyes filled with a mixture of confusion about acting and a thirst for guidance from her senior.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk's fingers didn't even pause the moment she touched him. He steadily took the script, his gaze fixed on the passage she was pointing to, looking very serious and focused.

It was as if he was seriously studying the character's dilemma, completely ignoring Han So-hee's alluring perfume scent that was right in front of him.

He even picked up the highlighter on the table, glanced at it a few times, and then drew a few lines in the blank spaces of the script.

"Hmm, is this the part? This is the only part that looks a bit difficult."

Quan Xuanhe spoke, his voice steady, and he began to analyze the situation with a professional attitude.

"The character's lines seem unrestrained and very direct, think about it..."

He looked up at Han Su-hee. "Specifically, do you want me to see this?"

He could give Han So-hee acting advice, but Han So-hee's acting skills are just so-so.

Quan Xuanhe's attitude made Han Suxi's heart skip a beat, and she almost forgot her main task.

She adjusted her breathing and moved closer again, almost able to smell his masculine scent.

She rested her elbow on the table, propping her chin up, revealing a glimpse of her neckline, her gaze fixed intently on him.

"Ah... actually, it's not just this part..."

Her voice softened further, tinged with a hint of adoration.

Under the table, the tip of a high heel clad in black stockings brushed lightly against the hem of Kwon Hyun-hyuk's trousers, seemingly unintentionally and extremely slowly.

"So... regarding the script as a whole, would you like to take a look and give me some feedback?"

The subtle friction, transmitted through the fabric of the suit trousers, felt like a feather scratching, carrying a clear sense of probing and invitation.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk's hand, holding the thermos, remained steadily at his lips, without even lifting his eyelids.

He seemed completely absorbed in the character analysis, oblivious to the subtle movements under the table, truly a dedicated professional.

He simply went along with what she was saying.

"As for the script as a whole, I need to take another look..." He put down his cup and began to casually flip through the script.

In fact, the information was already presented to us by our sixth sense the very first moment we touched it. (From *The Monster of the Capital*)

It was a big-budget Korean drama with an investment of tens of billions of Korean won, but the plot was terrible on one side. However, it was initially very successful, mainly because of the fame of Park Seo-joon and Han So-hee.

However, things didn't go very well after that.

Some even called it a complete flop, and that assessment isn't an exaggeration.

Han So-hee stopped walking under the table. She looked at Kwon Seon-hyuk's profile as he flipped through the script, his eyes seemingly only focused on the script, completely oblivious to her actions.

A subtle sense of frustration and an even stronger desire to conquer intertwined within her.

However, Han Su-hee was not discouraged. This was only the beginning. Since Quan Xuanhe had sent her, it meant there was a chance.

She had also heard that several actresses seemed to have affairs with Kwon Heon-hyuk. How could such a thing be completely kept secret in the industry? It was almost impossible.

They all latched onto Kwon Heon-hyuk, and each of them gained popularity and rose to a higher level.

Unwilling to give up, she leaned forward another half step, almost lying on the table, revealing the view below her neckline almost without reservation to Quan Xuanhe's lowered gaze.

A sweet scent, mingled with delicate fragrances, wafts over you.

Her fingertips, no longer lightly brushing, but slowly and deliberately, with a hint of teasing, traced across the back of Kwon So-hyuk's hand resting on the script.

It slid all the way to his forearm, which was covered in tattoos and exposed when he rolled up his sleeves.

“Xuanhe xi…”

Her voice was sweet, yet slightly dreamy, and her eyes conveyed a direct invitation.

“You can take your time reading the script, but before that, don’t you feel a bit hot?”

"You can take off your coat."

Before the words were even finished, the foot under the table, clad in glossy black stockings and high heels, was no longer content with simple teasing.

It glided upwards slowly but purposefully, pressing against the unspeakable area through the thin fabric of the suit trousers.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk finally stopped flipping through the script.

He didn't immediately pull his hand away, nor did he brush away the restless foot. He simply slowly raised his eyes and looked straight into Han Suxi's watery eyes.

His clear and calm gaze made Han Suxi's heart skip a beat, and she almost lost her charming demeanor.

Time seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

Quan Xuanhe's gaze swept over her taut waistline as she bent over, over her full breasts that seemed about to break free of their restraints, and finally settled on her face.

A slight smile curved his lips, and he looked relaxed.

“Su Xi Xi”.

The man finally spoke, his voice calm, each word spoken lightly.

"You went through all this trouble, making the special trip all the way to the film set, what do you want?"

He leaned forward slightly, his tall figure exuding an invisible sense of oppression, his powerful aura no longer restrained, silently spreading out.

Although he is younger than Han Su-hee, his momentum and drive along the way make his age seem like just a number.

Han Suxi felt like prey locked on by a ferocious beast, extremely aroused, and her breathing became lighter involuntarily.

"...What exactly do you want?"

Quan Xuanhe's gaze fell on her face, his tone casual, "Resources? Exposure? A good script?"

He paused for a moment, giving her time to process and react, taking in every subtle change in her expression.

Han Suxi's charming smile froze, a hint of panic and embarrassment flashing across her face.

Wasn't I flirting with you? Why the sudden change of heart?

Kwon Hyun-hyuk didn't wait for her reply, leaning back slightly to close the distance between them again.

He picked up his thermos, slowly took a sip of water, and relaxed.

"We can talk about whatever you want, but the prerequisite is that you have to be sensible."

"You should know very well what it means to be sensible, Su Xi."

Quan Xuanhe's tone remained calm, even somewhat persuasive.

"Don't say a word you shouldn't say, don't have any thoughts you shouldn't have, and never appear at times or places you shouldn't appear."

"Anything that might pose a risk, whether it's a photo, a recording, or an inappropriate thought, must be completely and utterly eliminated."

Don't blame him for being so blunt, but if he actually did it without knowing the truth, who would know that Han Suxi would climb up the ladder and start using more underhanded tricks?

The entertainment industry is a place we can't afford to be complacent about.

It's better to emphasize this early on than to be caught off guard if something goes wrong later.

What does Sushinuna think?

Quan Xuanhe's tone then changed, becoming gentle again, and he said with a smile.

Han Suxi's alluring expression froze, and she felt embarrassed that she had been seen through.

She was surprised by Kwon Hyun-hyuk's directness, which made her realize that her flirting tactics were useless and that she needed to act in his way.

Having fought her way up through thick and thin, Han Suxi quickly adjusted her mindset. After all, she was fully prepared and determined to achieve her goal.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the pounding in her heart, and sat up straight.
"Yes, what I want is very simple: better fashion resources, top-notch endorsements, and good scripts and exposure that can compete for awards."

"I need Xuanhe's help."

"As for what Xuanhe said, I will do it, don't worry."

She paused for a moment, then added, adopting an extremely humble posture.

"Xuanhe can do whatever he wants..."

Quan Xuanhe listened quietly, his face expressionless, only his fingertips lightly tapping on the smooth pages of the script.

Han So-hee's frankness was within his expectations and in line with his anticipated deal.

How could this woman possibly be an innocent and upright person?

If that were the case, she wouldn't have dressed so seductively to see him.

Don't blame him for his bad attitude. After all, they had cooperated before. Now that Han Suxi is confronting him without any attempt to hide her intentions, he has to make things clear in a similar way.

"That's good. Actually, I was worried that Su Xi wouldn't understand the situation."

Quan Xuanhe smiled and nodded, but his next action made Han Suxi's heart skip a beat.

He leaned back slightly in his chair, his legs naturally spread apart, and said nothing, his gaze slowly moving down from Han Suxi's face.

I don't need to explain what I mean, you should understand, right?
Han Suxi understood instantly, and a feeling of excitement and joy welled up inside her.

She didn't hesitate at all; on the contrary, she was afraid of not being allowed to.

The woman gripped the edge of the table, quickly stood up, and her stiletto heels made a soft click on the floor.

Han Su-hee didn't look at Kwon Hyun-hyuk's face, but stared at his lower body. Then, slowly and obediently, she bent her knees and knelt down.

The knees, encased in expensive, glossy black stockings, touched the cold floor, sending a distinct chill through them.

She slightly adjusted her posture to make her kneeling more stable and convenient, placing her hands on the outside of Quan Xuanhe's thighs. She trembled slightly before regaining her balance.

Before it began, Han So-hee's exquisitely made-up face blossomed into a beautiful smile, her red lips soft and vibrant.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk didn't even look down at her; he remained relaxed, leaning back in his chair and reading the script, as if he were doing something trivial.

(End of this chapter)