Peninsula: It’s just a dream, are you serious?

Chapter 145 He Has Me in His Heart

The artist practice room floor, inside f(x)'s exclusive practice room.

Krystal Jung sat alone in a corner, leaning against the mirrored wall, her beautiful eyes looking ahead with a slightly unfocused gaze, lost in thought.

The girl's practice had actually ended an hour earlier, and the teacher had left after class.

But she didn't leave. She just sat in the corner, seemingly lost in thought like her unnie, or perhaps waiting for something.

"Adu"

The sound snapped Krystal out of her daze, and she picked up her phone from the side.

Upon seeing who sent the message, a bright smile immediately appeared on his lips.

But then, her smile vanished quickly, and the girl wrinkled her nose cutely: "Now you know to come find me, you jerk."

Despite her complaints, Krystal Jung's hands moved quickly.

Krystal Jung: Still practicing in the practice room, what are you doing?

Damn it: It's almost dinnertime, so I was thinking of asking if you wanted to have dinner together.

Krystal glanced at the time; it was almost five o'clock, which was indeed close to dinner time.

Her expression brightened, and after a moment of hesitation, she was about to agree when she suddenly frowned.

Damn, I have another appointment at around 8 PM.

If you take away the time your agent will pick you up later to go to the beauty salon for makeup, there's simply not enough time left to go out to dinner with Chen Yan.

Krystal Jung flapped her long legs in frustration.

Ugh, why does it have to be tonight of all night?

She glanced down at their chat window again, and a surge of inexplicable anger welled up inside her.

Why did you have to contact me when I had a schedule? You jerk!!!
Although reluctant, Krystal Jung eventually replied and refused.

There's nothing we can do; everyone has other commitments, and there's no one else to fill in.

Krystal Jung: Not tonight, I have other schedules later.

Damn it: Oh, okay.

Damn it: Then let's find another opportunity next time.

next time?

Krystal pouted.

Who knows when the next one will be?

While she was sulking, a sudden flash of inspiration struck her.

Huh? Even though we can't have dinner together, there's still time.

If I just find a reason to get Chen Yan to come and spend more time with me, wouldn't that be enough?
Krystal Jung's eyes lit up, and she picked up her phone again, her little brain working rapidly.

She then quickly tapped a few keys on the virtual keyboard and sent a message.

Krystal Jung: I want to drink coffee.

Chen Yan, who had just stepped out of the SM Entertainment building, was slightly taken aback when he saw the message pop up in the chat box.

Chen Yan: So you mean you want me to buy you coffee?

Krystal Jung: What else?
Chen Yan couldn't help but laugh: Is this how you ask someone to buy you coffee, Krystal Jung!
Krystal Jung: Oh dear, please buy it for me~ I'm so thirsty.

Sensing the slight coquettishness in the girl's message, Chen Yan couldn't help but smile slightly.

He blinked, and a hint of mockery suddenly appeared on his smile.

Chen Yan: Call me oppa.

The message was read instantly, but it took quite a while for the girl's reply to pop up in the chat box.

Krystal Jung: Oppa~
Chen Yan smiled with satisfaction: Wait, oppa will go buy it for you right now.

It feels strangely satisfying to have this little iceberg call me oppa.

He put away his phone and turned to walk towards a coffee shop not far away.

In the practice room.

Krystal Jung's face was now completely red.

Looking at the two messages she had replied to, she kept telling herself, "I was just sending a message, not talking to you in person. This is definitely not me being affectionate, definitely not."

That despicable bastard! If she gets the chance, I'll definitely bite him to death.

But that's not the most important thing right now.

The girl immediately put down her phone and turned around to look at herself carefully in the mirror.

My hair is so messy, my complexion looks a bit dull, and my blush is too light. I look so pale.

After looking in the mirror, she lowered her head and smelled her clothes, then frowned.

It smells of sweat.

Krystal Jung immediately got up, walked to the wardrobe, and took out a set of spare clothes.

She went into the changing room, quickly changed, and then sprayed a little perfume on her clothes.

Then she quickly grabbed her makeup bag, sat back down in front of the mirror, and quickly touched up her makeup.

Carrying two cups of coffee he had just bought, Chen Yan walked back into SM Entertainment.

The security guard at the entrance recognized him as the person who had just been invited in, and wisely did not stop him.

Taking the elevator to the floor where the artists practice, Chen Yan followed the directions sent by Krystal Jung and walked along, looking for the nameplates posted on the doors of the practice rooms.

He also saw Girls' Generation's nameplate among BoA, Super Junior, and SHINee.

Finally, he stopped at the door of the practice room with the nameplate f(x) on it and knocked on the door.

After a series of footsteps, the door opened, and a head peeked out. Chen Yan was slightly taken aback when their eyes met.

The girl in front of me had delicate light makeup on her face, coupled with her aloof and icy expression, and at first glance, she was indeed subconsciously stunning.

"What are you standing there for? Come in."

Krystal Jung took in the man's reaction, maintaining her aloof demeanor, but inwardly she couldn't help feeling a little smug.

Hmph, I'm quite charming too, you know.

"Oh, may I come in?"

"Is there anything inconvenient about it? I'm all alone here."

Krystal Jung stepped aside, gesturing for him to come in.

Chen Yan stepped inside, looking around with some curiosity.

This was his first time entering a female idol's practice room.

The overall environment is just okay.

"Stop looking, come and sit down."

Krystal Jung's voice came from the side. Chen Yan turned around and sat down next to her.

Looking at her makeup again, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "You don't look like you just finished practicing at all."

Krystal's current appearance is indeed somewhat different from what he imagined the girl would look like after practice.

Even if you don't look disheveled or slovenly, you should at least have some messy hair and look a bit tired overall.

But now, Krystal Jung doesn't feel that way at all; in fact, you can even smell a faint fragrance when you sit next to her.

But when Krystal Jung heard this, she glared at Chen Yan as if a cat had its tail stepped on.

"Does that mean you have to be sloppy after practice? That's prejudice."

Well, since he's already voiced his prejudice, what else can Chen Yan say?

He took a cup of coffee out of the bag and handed it to the girl: "Here, an iced Americano with double milk."

Krystal Jung paused, took the iced Americano in a daze, then quickly lowered her eyes, trying her best to control the emotions surging wildly in her eyes.

She hadn't told the man about her coffee preference beforehand.

This shows that he made a point of writing down his preferences.

In other words.

This man actually has feelings for her.

(End of this chapter)