Peninsula: The Best Actor Begins with a Breakup

Chapter 250 Illness.

"Xiao Yan, you raise fish?"

Zheng Yuanlong's speech is a bit slurred.

"Brother Yuanlong, you can't drink so much liquor so fast." Mingyan was alright; two bottles of liquor weren't enough to knock him out. Drinking in private was mainly for bonding and relaxing.

For men, there's no easier place to build rapport than at a dinner table.

Mingyan and Zheng Yuanlong would often go out for a drink together; working people always have a lot to say, no matter what they're doing.

Zheng Yuanlong paused for a moment in his drink: "Bottoms up, let's talk about other things after that."

"Okay, okay, I'll drink it." Mingyan smacked his lips a few times. No matter how many times he drank soju, the taste would still feel a bit strange, but in Korea, it was still the most popular drink.

The walls of the barbecue restaurant are covered with posters of IU's Jinro soju. No wonder they say soju is the national ambassador.

"Xiao Yan, I'm so happy to be your manager." Zheng Yuanlong let out a classic drinking sound: "Do you know what people say at gatherings in the industry?"

Artists have their own circles, and so do their agents; exchanging information and resources is a common need for everyone.

"say what?"

"They say you have a great reputation in the industry, so you'll definitely be fine in the future."

Agents compare artists much like parents compare their children: how are your kids doing academically? My kids are too naughty and hard to manage. Their kids are involved in scandals again. It's always the same topics.

It's true that celebrities who are known for their fun-loving nature and good manners are the most worry-free.

Mingyan laughed: "Brother Yuanlong, they're all trying to trick you into telling them."

These agents are all incredibly shrewd, and they might even be competitors. So, what they say at the dinner table might not be true.

"I don't care if what they say is true or false, as long as they're praising you." Zheng Yuanlong waved his hand: "Xiao Yan, I think you can win the Best Actor award. Let's work towards that goal together, and I'll rise with you when the time comes."

An actor who can win the Best Actor award has reached the pinnacle of the South Korean film and television industry, and may one day even go global.

At that point, he'll most likely be able to go solo as an agent, or at the very least, become a vice president.

The older you get, the greater the pressure becomes; making money is the only way forward.

"Okay, let's work together then."

"Come on, bottoms up."

……

Mingyan ultimately found a designated driver to take him home.

When he entered the room, he was still conscious, but his stomach was aching slightly.

His old ailment was fine when he ate and drank normally, but it would flare up if he indulged himself a little. The dull pain in his stomach made Mingyan's face look a little pale.

"Min-hyun, Min-hyun."

The man called out to his niece twice as soon as he entered the room.

"Uncle, you've been drinking." Kim Minjung came out of the room. As soon as she appeared, she smelled a strong odor of alcohol. It was obvious that Mingyan had drunk quite a bit.

Mingyan waved his hand weakly: "Boil some water."

"Oh, okay." Kim Minjung hurriedly boiled water: "Uncle, are you feeling unwell?"

The little guy could tell that Mingyan was acting strangely.

"My stomach is a little upset, but I'll feel better after resting for a while."

Mingyan, fearing that his niece would worry, forced himself to give an explanation.

"Uncle, why don't we go to the hospital?" Kim Minjung hadn't experienced similar situations much. She had lived with Mingyan for over a year and rarely saw her uncle looking unwell.

Mingyan comforted the little guy, saying, "No need, it's an old problem. He'll be fine after taking some medicine."

"Really?"

"of course it's true."

The man rested on the sofa for a while before getting up and going back to the bedroom to change his clothes. Then he lay down on the bed. "Uncle, the water's here." Kim Minjung carefully carried in a cup of hot water and gently placed it on the bedside table.

"Minjung, could you help me with the medicine in the drawer... cough cough, it's nothing."

Mingyan originally wanted his niece to help him get out the stomach medicine, but he only remembered halfway through his sentence that there were still unused condoms inside. If Kim Minjung saw this, it would be a big problem.

He sat up abruptly, blocking the bedside table, afraid that Kim Minjung's hand would move too quickly.

Kim Minjung looked at Mingyan, who had suddenly gone from half-dead to full of energy, with a puzzled expression: "What's in the drawer?"

"It's nothing, you should go to sleep early, haha." Mingyan twisted her body and rubbed against the bed a few times: "I'll be fine after taking some medicine, don't worry."

Repeating the same thing over and over can effectively avoid awkwardness.

"Then remember to call me if anything happens." Kim Minjung was still a little worried.

"Alright, alright, go to sleep." Mingyan looked at his niece's back and suddenly called out to the little one, "Also, Minjung, you mustn't tell Jisoo or Nayeon."

His stomach problems weren't something that developed overnight. If he knowingly did something wrong and those two girls found out, he would definitely get scolded.

Therefore, it's better to avoid trouble.

"Uncle, I have to practice tomorrow, what will you do?"

Kim Minjung did indeed intend to call for help.

If she just shouts in the group chat, at least one of Jisoo or Nayeon should be able to come over.

"I'll be fine after a good night's sleep, I don't need anyone to take care of me." Mingyan grinned, he had to appease his niece, otherwise the house would turn into a marketplace.

"OK then……"

"Okay, go to sleep early."

Kim Minjung hesitated for a moment, but eventually nodded and decided to wait and see how it went overnight.

Mingyan watched the little guy's figure disappear, then suddenly rushed to the bedside table drawer, pulled it open, and peeked inside. Scattered condoms were easily visible.

Phew, thank goodness I reacted quickly.

He gathered the remaining condoms together, clutching them in his hand, thinking of finding a more secluded place to hide them, or perhaps he could use them up as soon as possible; keeping these things at home wasn't exactly safe.

Yoo Jimin: Oppa, I actually saw it all.

"Ugh, I wonder when Ji-won will have time." Ming-yeon suspected he had fallen in love. Even though he had many choices, the first person that popped into his mind was Kim Ji-won.

The man took his stomach medicine with hot water and then fell into a deep sleep.

However, he didn't sleep well that night. Bizarre images kept popping into his mind, but he couldn't make out what they were.

When Mingyan opened his eyes the next morning, he immediately felt a headache.

bad!
Those who are family know their own situation. It's been true since childhood that if someone has a nightmare at night, they will definitely catch a cold the next day, and the chills that run through their body remind them that they may also have a fever.

This is what they call "when it rains, it pours".

"Uncle, are you feeling any better?"

The doorknob turned slightly, and Kim Minjung's face appeared in the doorway.

The little one was very worried last night, but thankfully Mingyan didn't call her, which means the problem might not be too big.

"I'm much better now. You can buy some breakfast for yourself later," Mingyan replied with a strained voice.

As the saying goes, illness strikes like a landslide; he slept for a while and immediately developed a severe cold.

"You don't need to worry about me anymore." Kim Minjung sat down on the edge of the bed and carefully observed the expression on Mingyan's face: "Uncle, you look terrible."

The man was still trying to hide it: "Really?"

Kim Minjung simply reached out and tested the temperature of Myung-yeon's forehead.

"Ouch, he has a fever."

(End of this chapter)