Peninsula: The Best Actor Begins with a Breakup

Chapter 648 Momo unnie, is the noodles your uncle cooked delicious?

Kim Minjung rubbed his eyes.

Yes, that's right. The scene before her eyes was not a dream, and the aroma of food lingering around her nose was completely genuine.

Anyone with life experience knows just how intense the smell of ramen at night can be; it's so strong it practically assaults your nostrils, making it impossible to miss.

"Momo, can you leave some of that scallion pancake for me?"

Mingyan didn't notice that his niece's door was already open; instead, he was still fighting with Hirai Momo for food.

A chef would feel very happy if he only cooked for Momo Hirai.

Simply put, I was just being too supportive.

Mingyan initially thought he had put too much oil in his scallion pancakes, but the girl ate them happily, and oil droplets almost got all over her clothes.

"Oppa, you don't do much to begin with." Hirai Momo didn't care about being fat or not; she just wanted to fill her stomach first.

That's how late-night snacks are; you only regret it after you've finished eating them.

Mingyan shook his head: "It's almost midnight now, and you're an idol."

"It's okay, I'll burn off all the calories with double the exercise."

Hirai Momo certainly has that kind of perseverance.

To lose weight, she ate only ice for a week straight, eventually collapsing from exhaustion. Her willpower was truly remarkable.

The girl has a very clear philosophy of life: eat when you're hungry, drink when you're thirsty, and don't let things bother you.

If Yoo Jeong-yeon had this kind of mental fortitude, she probably wouldn't have developed anxiety disorder.

"Alright, I'll eat this last piece." Mingyan watched Hirai Momoxuan take a big bite of kimchi: "If you eat this high-oil, high-salt stuff, your face will definitely be swollen when you wake up tomorrow."

"Oppa, you know a lot."

"Of course, Jisoo and Nayeon have both complained about similar issues."

Idols have to be extra careful when eating on variety shows; if they indulge even a little, their faces will look different on camera.

They look normal on camera, but in real life they are all incredibly thin, almost like paper dolls.

Jisoo and Nayeon are alright; their figures look more proportionate. Chaeyoung and Chaeyoung not only share the same name, but they also have similar figures—they're both incredibly thin, almost like bamboo poles.

The only difference might be that one is tall and thin, while the other is small and thin.

Ming Yan strongly suspects that if someone is that thin, they could easily break their ribs if they start charging.

Thicker flesh means better cushioning.

"I don't have any plans tomorrow morning, so it's fine." Hirai Momo knew what she was doing; if she had to work early in the morning, she wouldn't be out "exercising" so late at night.

Sufficient rest is very important for idols.

How does this kimchi taste?

"It tastes pretty good."

"It was made by Jisoo's mom, and it's my favorite flavor."

"I think I ate it at Nayeon unnie's place before, but I can't remember."

The two chatted quietly as they ate, completely unaware that Kim Minjung had silently arrived at the kitchen door.

"Ahem." The little guy cleared his throat.

These two are really outrageous. Cooking ramen so late at night is just asking for trouble.

Mingyan paused in his noodle-picking motion, then slowly turned his head: "Minjun, why are you awake?"

The man desperately hoped that what he was seeing was an illusion, but no matter how many times he blinked, Kim Minjung's figure stood there with unmistakable realism.

"Uncle, you're really going too far."

Kim Minjung put her hands on her hips, but her gaze was fixed on the steaming ramen on the table.

“Minjung, let me explain…” Mingyan gave Hirai Momo a wink, signaling the girl not to speak: “It’s not what you think.”

Hirai Momo just smiled and wiped her mouth a few times.

Just leave things to this oppa; even if the sky falls, there's always someone tall enough to hold it up.

"You guys ate ramen without inviting me, Momo unnie, when did you arrive?" Kim Minjung plopped down at the table, seemingly unsurprised by the appearance of a strange older sister in the house.

Hirai Momo was very honest: "I came after you fell asleep."

“Momo thinks my ramen is delicious, so she came here specifically for a late-night snack.” Mingyan gave his niece an extra bowl and chopsticks.

The scallion pancakes on the table were almost finished, but there was still some ramen left, enough for Kim Minjung to at least have a taste.

“Yes, yes, yes.” Hirai Momo nodded vigorously, finding the reason perfectly reasonable.

This oppa's mind works so fast; he can come up with a reason in no time.

Mingyan and Jin Minzheng both looked at the girl. How could she admit it? It sounded like an excuse.

What a kind person would come to someone else's house in the middle of the night for a late-night snack, and it's ramen, no less!

It's worth noting that eating ramen at someone of the opposite sex's house has a special meaning in South Korea.

Hirai Momo: I am Japanese.

"Eat less, then go to sleep."

Seeing that Kim Minjung didn't intend to pursue the matter, Mingyan temporarily put aside the idea of ​​explaining. After all, they were family, and it didn't matter if they talked about it behind closed doors.

Kim Minjung took a deep breath: "Momo unnie, the ramen at night is the best, right?"

“Yeah, you think so too, right?” Hirai Momo felt that she and Kim Minjung would definitely get along well, since people who love food are generally kind-hearted: “Oppa’s scallion pancakes are delicious, but the portion is too small.”

"I've tried it, it's just so-so."

"But it's nighttime now."

That's roughly equivalent to a Michelin-starred restaurant.

Mingyan watched the two girls chatting happily, still thinking about what excuse he should use later.

Kim Minjung's decision not to ask now doesn't mean he won't ask when there's no one else around. It just means the little guy has grown up and won't embarrass his uncle.

"Oppa, I should head back now." Hirai Momo patted her belly contentedly.

I wish every night could be like tonight.

Mingyan stood up and said, "Let me see you off."

It's past midnight now, and it's not safe for the girl to go home alone. He can just step on the gas, so safety should be the priority.

"Momo unnie, why don't you stay here tonight?" Kim Minjung seemed a little surprised: "My room has a big bed, it can fit two people."

She was willing to call her room a temporary lodging for her prospective aunts-in-law.

"Thank you, Minjung. When I came out, I said... I promised to go back."

Hirai Momo almost let it slip.

The girl's every move exudes wisdom; it's better to tell the truth than to lie.

"Oh, okay? Then let your uncle take you. I'll clean up the dishes." Kim Minjung was very sensible, perfectly embodying the image of a well-behaved niece.

Mingyan patted the little guy's head, put on his coat, and went out with Hirai Momo.

As soon as Hirai Momo stepped outside, she asked nervously, "Oppa, did I give anything away just now?"

"That's it."

It's full of flaws yet has no flaws at all. Kim Minjung would probably have to search for it for ages if he wanted to.

Pure, unadulterated wisdom is the best at controlling people's hearts.

"That's good. When will we practice again next time?" Hirai Momo asked eagerly, finding the sneaky feeling quite exciting.

"That depends on when you have time."

"Okay, I'll contact you when I have time."

"it is good."

Mingyan drove the girl back to the Twice dormitory building.

In complete silence, with no one around, Hirai Momo got out of the car, her face flushed: "Thank you, oppa~"

"You're welcome. Go back to sleep now."

The girl waved happily as she watched Mingyan drive away.

Having a boyfriend is so convenient – ​​someone delivers food, someone makes late-night snacks.

(End of this chapter)