The number one playboy on the Peninsula!

Chapter 224 In front of Tarot, all the top stars are weak!

At 6 a.m., Gong Cheng, Jin Dayu, and a group of bodyguards and staff checked out in the lobby.

The group got into the car and headed towards Haneda Airport.

Gong Cheng sat in the back seat and took a sip of water. This trip to London was not on the public schedule, since it involved signing a contract with Aston Martin. Therefore, both parties chose to keep a low profile and keep it confidential before the contract was finalized.

Apart from the company's internal staff and Aston Martin's staff, no one knew that he was there to sign a contract.

"After arriving in London, there will be a promotional video to shoot tomorrow after the signing. It's about the Aston Martin Van quish Zagato, a collaboration between them and Zagato. It debuted at the Pebble Beach Concours d'Elegance last year and will be officially launched this year..."

Kim Dae-woo took out a stack of documents and photos. The photos included Aston Martin's latest model series, which includes four body styles: Coupe, Volante, Shooting Brake, and Speedster. Each body style is limited to 99 units, with the Speedster limited to 28 units.

"This shooting brake version is pretty good..." Gong Cheng looked at the newly released model images; it was clear it was already in mass production. Aston Martin's shooting brake, judging from the pictures, had a very attractive side profile, while many other brands' shooting brakes on the market were rather disappointing...

A sedan with a trunk is not much different from a station wagon, while a proper shooting brake is a modified sports car.

"..."

After boarding the flight to London, Gong Cheng returned the documents to Jin Dayu, then twisted and turned in his chair for a while before finally pulling up his eye mask and falling into a deep sleep, while the bruises on his thighs still throbbed faintly.

……

At 10 a.m., the members of Twice got up one after another and had breakfast in the hotel restaurant. Kim Dahyun, with heavy dark circles under her eyes, sat at the table drinking milk.

Seeing her come downstairs alone, Hirai Momo yawned and asked, "Where's Sana-chan?"

"...Unnie is still sleeping." Kim Dahyun said with a forced smile, then remained silent...

Mina and Son Chaeyoung went downstairs together and sat at the dining table. Mina glanced at the trending topics in Japan this morning and muttered, "This person is hot again..." as she tore off a piece of bread and stuffed it into her mouth.

The Japanese single "Birds," released at midnight this morning, has topped the charts on major music streaming sites across Asia, and local media and public opinion are showing an unusually strong bias towards this artist...

All mainstream media outlets and entertainment sections are reporting on last night's record-breaking Red and White Song Battle.

The cover and name on the front page, "Tarot"...

[Review of the Emperor of Pop's first Japanese single, "Birds"]

[In "Lemon," Tarot uses a scalpel-like touch to sculpt the dull pain of separation and death into the flowing lemon scent under the moonlight. The whispers of the verses are like clouds gathering from the undercurrents, while the sudden brightness of the chorus is like a sharp blade at dawn, a mesh woven from piano and electronic sounds.]

[Tarot precisely captures the loneliness of contemporary young people who drift between reality and illusion—facing those unattainable longings, Tarot weaves them into music, finding a new vessel in the digital world.]

[Tarot's "Sunset Girl" transcends the boundaries of neon and Western music through its highly creative music production and unique rhythm. Listening to this song is like speeding through the city, a passionate and refined live performance that leaves the audience...]

Tarot proves with his genius melodies that truly great pop music never needs to chase trends; the emperor of pop is the very direction of the tide.

“Tarot, you are my god…”

"..."

Amidst the overwhelming trending topics, the members of TWICE quickly finished their breakfast, packed their luggage, and headed to the airport to return to Seoul.

……

As the flight landed at London Heathrow Airport, Gong Cheng walked through the terminal hall, surrounded by more than twenty staff members. It was the afternoon rush hour at one of Europe's busiest airports.

Gong Cheng's exceptional height is remarkable, even in Europe, not to mention his exaggerated body proportions. Even wearing a knitted hat and a mask, he was still recognized by many passing tourists and pedestrians.

Standing in the crowd, Gong Cheng smiled and greeted the fans who recognized him. Then, amidst a flurry of flashing lights, he strode into the Aston Martin car that had been sent to him.

As Burberry's first global brand ambassador, with the group's headquarters located in London, Gong Cheng's signing with Burberry, coupled with the praise he received from The Times, has practically monopolized London's LED screens. Very few people in London are unfamiliar with him…

The car took them to Aston Martin's headquarters. Sitting in the back seat, Gong Cheng took a sip of water. He had just finished reporting to his female colleagues that he had landed safely and then logged out of Kakao.

I opened a domestic chat app, WeChat.

Gong Cheng had WeChat downloaded on his phone when it first became popular in China. But his contact list was small, with only a few people: Zhou Ziyu, Zhang Yixing, Wang Jiaer, Hu Ge (whom he had worked with and had exchanged contact information with), and some staff members from various departments in China with whom he often needed to coordinate events.

He doesn't use it often, mainly because he doesn't have many friends in China. He only opens it when he gets a message or when he has work to do.

Upon seeing the message from Yang Dongsheng, the director of the Spring Festival Gala: "Xiao Cheng's song 'Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales' is very well written and fits the theme of the Spring Festival Gala perfectly. When can you free up some time to return to China to participate in the rehearsals?"

Yang Dongsheng is the director of this year's Spring Festival Gala. Zhang Yixing mentioned that he was also in charge of planning last year's Gala. The song "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales" was written beforehand, after learning it would be performed on the Gala, and sent just before boarding the plane.
After all, the Spring Festival Gala is a time for family reunions and joyous celebrations. Many of his songs aren't really suitable for the Spring Festival Gala stage. For example, the song "Rockstar" is already quite remarkable that it hasn't been taken down in China...

Of course, in the versions released on major domestic audio streaming software, the lyrics have been modified or blocked, and some even have no lyrics at all...

Gong Cheng considered his upcoming itinerary. His flight was on the 3rd, meaning he wouldn't be back in Seoul until the 4th. His company had booked him a flight to Beijing for the 6th. So, he replied, "Back to China on the 6th, bro."

“That’s perfect, I can make it to the fifth rehearsal.” Yang Dongsheng replied, and a couple of seconds later he sent another message: “A masterpiece that makes me feel very proud of my country… Let’s talk when we meet, Xiao Cheng, I have to go to another meeting right now.”

"Okay," Gong Cheng replied, opening Hu Ge's WeChat interface. If he remembered correctly, Wang Jiaer had told him that Hu Ge had also appeared on the Spring Festival Gala this year, but not to sing; he had performed a skit.

The program order happened to be right after Jackson Wang and Chen Long's duet of "Glorious Years".

When he's back in China, we can grab a meal and a drink together. He's had quite a few activities in China this year, so it would be good for him to get together with his friends there. Also, I heard from Zhang Yixing that he's made quite a few friends on that wildly popular variety show he participated in these past two years, and we're saying we should all get to know each other when he comes back.

He had watched a few episodes of their reality show, which was quite good, but he didn't have enough time to watch the whole thing. Some of the seniors were quite considerate of Lay.

……

An hour later, Gong Cheng and his entourage arrived at Aston Martin's headquarters. As night fell, they reached an agreement with the CEO.

……

"AM-RB 001, now called Valkyrie." The next day, led by Thomas, the CEO of Aston Martin, Gong Cheng arrived at the racetrack they had built in the northern suburbs of London.

In the garage in front of me are rows of sports cars they have produced in recent years, and in the glass display case in the center of the garage is a model car, the Valkyrie that Thomas mentioned, full of futuristic concept.

The car's sharp lines and aggressive stance give it the appearance of a bullet poised to fire. At the front, the deep air intakes and narrow LED headlights blend seamlessly, exuding a sense of menace.

The overall low profile and forward-leaning front end give it a sharp and aggressive look, and the paint is silver-gray.

Thomas didn't elaborate on its power and performance, since all they had in front of them was a model car, and the first prototype hadn't been built yet...

"Can this person sit down?" After the staff opened the glass display case, Gong Cheng came to the front of the vehicle. The driver's seat was surrounded by the vehicle body, and the design without doors meant that shoes had to be taken off before getting in. He estimated that the cramped cabin, combined with the lack of doors, resembled the piloting mode of a spaceship...

But he probably can't fit in...

This supercar, which Aston Martin and Red Bull Racing are focusing on developing in the future, was first unveiled in 2016 and was then called AM-RB 001. It was not until March of last year that the new car was named Valkyrie.

Thomas smiled and said, "People over 1.85 meters tall might not be able to drive it, but within three years, if our designers can mass-produce it, we will build one specifically for your size."

Gong Cheng didn't speak. Aston Martin's endorsement contracts are usually for 1-5 years. In the past, their brand signed more F1 racing drivers or rugby stars, while his contract with Aston Martin was for 3 years.

It's clear that the Valkyrie in front of him is the groundbreaking, top-tier sports car that the brand aims to create. Based on his understanding of Aston Martin, their model lineups either produce GTs that look docile and gentlemanly, or supercars that are somewhat extreme…

Just like the Valkyrie design in front of us, if you remove the body shell and put it on an F1 chassis, it looks exactly like an F1 race car, and it's undeniably cool...

"We want to build a road-legal F1 car..." Thomas introduced at length. According to the designers' schedule, the first prototype car may be on the road next year and make its debut at Silverstone Circuit.

The mass-production version is expected to be officially delivered around 21...

"DB11, launched in 16..."

"The Vanquish Zagato, which debuted at the Pebble Beach Concours d'Elegance last year and is about to begin deliveries, will be launched this year with limited production of no more than 350 units..."

"The Vanquish S launched last year is more powerful and performs better than the second generation..."

"The DBS Superleggera, expected to launch this summer, will feature a 5.2-liter V12 engine producing 714 horsepower and a 0-100 km/h acceleration time of 3.4 seconds. It will replace the second-generation Vanquish..."

Thomas highlighted several models that the brand has been promoting in the past two years. Gong Cheng pondered where to park these cars after they were transported back to Seoul. There were two models already on sale, and two more models expected to be launched this year…

After a brief introduction, Gong Cheng went to the dressing room, changed into the custom-made clothes sent by Burberry, and sat in the driver's seat of the DBS Superleggera that Aston Martin will be launching this summer.

The director's clapperboard clattered down, the "click" officially commencing the filming of the commercial...

The DBS Superleggera boasts an aggressively styled front end, its black paint accentuating the elegant lines that run the length of the car. Beneath the tinted windows, Gong Cheng grips the steering wheel, his British-style suit collar draped with a gold and blue scarf. He glances back at the camera…

Seated in the once elegant and gentlemanly DBS Superleggera, it instantly erupted in a ferocious engine roar...

……

May 4th, evening.

Gong Cheng returned to Seoul after nearly half a month...

Instead of rushing back to the company and dormitory, he went to a secluded street behind the Cube Entertainment company to wait for Zhao Meiyan to finish her practice.

Park Jin-young originally wanted him to rest for three days before returning to Korea, but the rehearsal schedule for the Spring Festival Gala in Korea was very tight, so he had no choice but to book a flight for the 6th, which is the day after tomorrow, to fly back to Korea and head straight to Beijing.

All things considered, there's only a little over a month left until the Spring Festival Gala.

A short while later, they picked up Zhao Meiyan, and the two prepared to go back to Yeongdeungpo together to have a meal with their adoptive parents.

"Pabo, do you miss me? It's been almost a month since we last met." Gong Cheng yawned wearily as he drove, but his fatigue dissipated after glancing at Zhao Meiyan.

Today she wore a blue down jacket, her hair tied in a high ponytail like she does during practice, her slender legs encased in navy blue jeans, the curves of her hips and calves were firm and beautiful, and she wore a white turtleneck sweater with the neckline pulled up high, covering her orange-red lips.

"Of course I miss you, oppa. Have you missed me?" Zhao Meiyan originally wanted to tease him, but when she saw the scarf she had given him 16 years ago around his neck, she asked with a big smile. But her bright smiling eyes were staring intently at Gong Cheng, trying to analyze the clues in his expression...

He'll think about himself, but he certainly won't only think about himself; that's what she believes...

She knew her husband's personality better than anyone. Could a man who was constantly in the headlines for gossip be a law-abiding citizen?
"I didn't really want to..." Gong Cheng joked with a smile, then turned the steering wheel and parked the car.

Zhao Meiyan pulled down the collar of her turtleneck sweater, parted her orange-red lips, licked the corner of her lips, and was somewhat speechless. But she still obediently took her bag and got off the bus, and when she saw the snowy night and the fact that there was no one around…

She jumped up from behind Gong Cheng, leaped onto his back, wrapped her arms around his neck, and threatened, "Oppa, I'll make you answer again!"

Gong Cheng supported the girl's bottom to prevent her from falling, since he was a bit too tall for her. His slender fingers pressed against her firm, peach-like buttocks as he shook his head with a smile, still stubbornly insisting, "Hmm~ I still don't want to..."

As he spoke, he carried Zhao Meiyan into the residential building.

Zhao Meiyan lay on his back, and upon hearing his answer, she opened her mouth, looking helpless yet defiant. Then, feeling the touch of his soft buttocks, she blushed, reached out and pulled off Gong Cheng's scarf, biting his neck: "Do you want to?"

“I don’t want to…” Gong Cheng tilted his head, feeling his neck covered in wet saliva. “Aigoo, Pabo! Aren’t you dirty? I just got off the plane and haven’t showered yet…”

"I don't mind that you're dirty, oppa~" Zhao Mei reached out and wiped his drool, then pinched his chin with her fair fingers, turned his face around, and asked again, somewhat unable to take a joke, "Do you want to?"

"How could I not want to? It's so sweet!" Gong Cheng gazed at Zhao Meiyan's pitiful little face, finding it hard to resist. Her big, watery eyes looked like they were about to burst into tears. "Not coming down? Fine, I'll carry you to see Mom and Dad..."

He climbed another step; he was still one floor away from his apartment.

Zhao Meiyan pouted and kissed him on the cheek, muttering, "Let go of my hand first before I can get down~ Don't hold on anymore..."

Gong Cheng released his grip without changing his expression and put Zhao Meiyan down.

"Of course I know you miss me, but I just want to hear you say it!" Zhao Meiyan tidied her hair behind her ear, lowered her head with a hint of grievance, and whispered as she looked up at Gong Cheng's expression.

If you need to play the victim, then you should play the victim!
"Aigoo, Pabo, are you trying to act with me?" Miyako looked at Pabo, who only reached his shoulder when standing up straight, and chuckled helplessly. This Pabo is really clever...

"Ani, I just wanted oppa to know who your real mother is..." Zhao Meiyan raised her head and smiled gently, her pitiful and aggrieved look completely gone. She picked up her handbag, took two steps up the stairs, and walked briskly with a hint of pride.

"Hurry up! My aunt just called and told me to come to her house right away, she's already cooking..."

Gong Cheng leaned against the railing, smiled and nodded, and followed her upstairs into the house.

What terrible idea is Kim Jisoo coming up with now?
……

"Miyeon-ah~ Is practice tough lately?"

"The auntie isn't working too hard..."

At the dinner table, Zhao Meiyan and her adoptive mother sat shoulder to shoulder, chatting intimately. She took out a long blue box from her bag, opened it, and inside was a beige scarf.

Zhao Meiyan gestured for her adoptive mother to try it on, her gentle, smiling eyes crinkling as she said, "Auntie, this is a scarf I bought for my mom. It's wool, and she said it's very warm, so I thought I'd buy one for you too..."

"And Uncle..."

As she spoke, she busied herself bending down and taking out gifts she had prepared for her adoptive father from her bag... They were all practical winter items, warm and thoughtful...

Gong Cheng, holding his chopsticks, stared in disbelief at the scene.

It's not Pabo, is it?
The adoptive parents' joyful expressions and the affection in their eyes for Zhao Meiyan, as if they were looking at their own daughter-in-law, made Gong Cheng both happy for Zhao Meiyan and worried...

I have so many female relatives...

"..."

……

That night, Gong Cheng drove Zhao Meiyan home. She didn't go back to her dorm that night. On the way, he listened to Zhao Meiyan talk a lot about her time at Cube Entertainment.

For example, Song Yuqi, Tian Xiaojuan, and so on.

He also said that he would definitely introduce him to Song Yuqi and the others in the future, and that he really wanted to form a "China line" with this trainee who is of the same nationality.

"But they always thought we broke up, and I didn't tell them we were still together. Later, Yuqi stopped mentioning it." Zhao Meiyan said with a smile, her expression somewhat smug.

I'm imagining what kind of expressions my oppa and my friends will have when I meet them that day.
"Have the debut spots been confirmed?" Gong Cheng asked. He had previously heard Zhao Meiyan mention that Cube Entertainment, a relatively small agency, would be launching a new girl group this year, but the specific date had not been announced.

However, based on his understanding of these entertainment companies and girl groups, if they really want to debut, they need to start promoting six months in advance, so it probably won't be long.

Zhao Meiyan sounded both nervous and excited when the topic came up. "The new girl group will debut in May, but the final debut lineup hasn't been decided yet. However, the trainers said that all the debut members will be selected this month..."

"Are you confident?" Gong Cheng asked, and before Zhao Meiyan could answer, he smiled and said, "I have confidence in you. Our Meiyan is a born entertainer!"

Zhao Meiyan pouted, and upon hearing this, her nervousness and unease dissipated considerably: "Of course! I'm going to stand on stage with oppa..."

So is it now a 10-to-6 elimination round?

"Hmm~"

Zhao Meiyan thought for a moment. After more than half a year of debut selection, many trainees from the same period had been eliminated. Now, only she, Tian Xiaojuan, Song Yuqi, and ten others were still waiting for their debut. The company's girl group project had a debut quota of 6 people.

"Call me after the debut spots are confirmed?" Gong Cheng said with a smile, then got out of the car with Zhao Meiyan, went into her house, and then into her bedroom...

"Isn't oppa going to be in China all month?" Zhao Meiyan asked curiously. She didn't really doubt whether she could debut. The way the trainees were treated during practice was enough to tell whether she was a spot or not.

As for her abilities, she wouldn't dare say anything else, but she was confident that she would be among the final 10... "Yeah, that's why I asked you to call me, Pabo!" Gong Cheng's hand, which was wrapped around her slender, fair back, "clicked" as he unbuttoned her clothes. "After working so hard for so long, you're finally going to debut, Pabo..."

Zhao Meiyan blushed and pulled her hand away from his. As she stood up, half a bra strap slipped from her loose sleeve. She tore the bra off and tossed it onto the bedside table, then walked to the window and drew the curtains…

"Oppa, when we're talking about serious matters, don't get handsy..."

"Shall we take a bath together, Pabo?"

"..."

……

The next day, Gong Cheng returned to his dorm feeling refreshed. He had slept soundly the night before, and Mei Yan slept very well too!
He is currently on a break, a short vacation. It doesn't matter whether he goes to the company or not. He doesn't have any work-related schedules, but he has a lot of personal schedules.

So less than half an hour after returning to his dorm, Gong Cheng changed his clothes and drove to the location sent by Rabbit Girl in Jiangdong District to pick her up...

After a busy 17 years, TWICE's schedule has been much lighter recently. Apart from a two-day break, they spent the rest of their time in the company's recording studio recording their second single, which will be released next month.

The holiday will officially begin during the Spring Festival.

"Let's go, boyfriend~" Lim Nayeon got into the passenger seat. Under her blue knitted hat, her face, lightly made up, and her playful bunny teeth and eyes made her look like a high school girl. "Go go go~ Let's go~"

The rabbit-like woman looked rather excited. She was planning to go with Gong Cheng to the upscale villa near Cheongdam-dong. The renovation was nearing completion, and the renovation company was off today, so they could go and see how their little home was going.

Meanwhile, the rabbit heroine doll carrying a carrot on her back in front of the passenger seat swayed its head back and forth on the road as it accelerated smoothly, looking quite lively.

Gong Cheng tentatively asked, "Big star, where are you going for lunch?"

"Miah, my dear boyfriend, you have to take me home at noon. I'm having a get-together with my mom and some relatives." Even while sitting in the car, Lim Nayeon wasn't idle. She took out several stickers from her bag, cut out a few cartoon designs, and busily stuck them on the back of her new phone case.

"However, after we see the house renovation, we need to go to your dorm first. Aren't you going back to China tomorrow? Let us help you pack your luggage. I saw in the weather forecast that there will be heavy snow in Beijing and it will be very cold..."

"Also, it might be a month before we see each other, and I'll really miss you, my dear boyfriend." As she spoke, Lim Nayeon blinked at him, her rabbit teeth showing her deep reluctance...

Gong Cheng replied with a smile, "Ani, I'll be back next month, but we can video chat!"

He breathed a sigh of relief. During TWICE's two-day break, apart from the local members who went home, members like Tzuyu, Mina, Momo, and Sana didn't choose to go home. Instead, they planned to go back during the Lunar New Year holiday...

So a few of us went shopping together at Rakuten, and we posted a lot of photos in the group chat of the restaurants and cafes we visited.

It was precisely because Sana Minatozaki hadn't returned to Japan that she was included in the afternoon's schedule. Especially since Makoto Miyamoto, this "second-hand" guy, had recently taken advantage of her, and they were currently very much in love...

Contrary to his usual behavior, Son Chae-young did not arrange to meet him, saying she was preparing something and had something to take care of.

"..."

Upon arriving at the villa in Cheongdam-dong, Gong Cheng made a point of walking around the basement. To be honest, the basement, which was shared by six households, was rather small. And the indoor garage in the courtyard of this upscale villa was not very large either.

He thought about it. The Aston Martins that were about to be shipped back to Seoul, plus the Land Rover under his car—seven in total—were enough to drive, but there was nowhere to put them! Anyone who didn't know better would think his basement was an Aston Martin dealership…

"What are you looking at, boyfriend?" Lim Nayeon asked, somewhat speechless, as she watched her boyfriend drive around the parking garage several times without stopping.

Gong Cheng snapped out of his thoughts and explained with a smile, "It's alright, a few cars will be back soon, we'll find them a parking spot." The underground parking garage in the dormitory complex is quite large, but there are many cars and a diverse crowd...

For Gong Cheng, the advantage of having many cars is that if the media knows the license plate of one car, he can just drive the next one to continue his journey. After all, the person sitting in the passenger seat isn't just one female relative, but all the female relatives...

He was thinking that after this year's tour ended, or after last year's profits came in, he could buy some more properties, preferably a detached villa.

In Seoul, housing prices have been driven up significantly. For example, Wu Sehun bought a building a couple of years ago and rented it out while waiting for its value to appreciate. This is considered a normal investment.

However, there are also many celebrities in the industry who, after setting their sights on a certain building, use their celebrity status to take out loans, sometimes up to 90% of the property value. They then use the debt to invest in real estate, speculate on properties, and resell them at high prices to make a profit, which is no different from exploiting ordinary people.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with Gong Cheng. His purchase of properties was simply because he wanted to have multiple burrows and a mistress...

He had dreamt of living with his female relatives, but it was a nightmare that would leave him drenched in cold sweat...

Lim Nayeon opened her mouth in surprise, wide enough to fit a carrot: "You bought another car?"

She suddenly remembered what her boyfriend's manager, Daewoo oppa, said when they moved offices two months ago: "This kid will have so many cars that he won't be able to drive them all..." She thought it was a joke, that her boyfriend had too much money to burn.

Bullshit!

I can't believe it's true?

"Oh, no, it wasn't bought." Gong Cheng took her hand and got into the elevator, explaining to the rabbit girl what was going on.

Upon reaching the top floor and exiting the elevator, Lim Nayeon was still somewhat dazed. She grinned, revealing her rabbit teeth, and exclaimed incredulously, "An Aston Martin?"

She didn't know much about sports cars, but she had heard of the Aston Martin brand—a luxury sports car brand on par with Ferrari and Maybach…

"Yes, they've all sent the new models, two of which haven't been officially launched yet. So the endorsement work for various brands will be quite busy this year, I guess I'll be flying all over the world." Gong Cheng stood in front of the door, not in a hurry to enter the password, but instead pushed his happy rabbit-like girlfriend to the door.

"Open the door, big star! How's the renovation going?"

He knew the door code, but it was better to let the lady of the house do the opening, since it would make her feel more at home!
Lim Nayeon smiled and glanced at him, then excitedly entered the password: "0324..."

The door opened, revealing a somewhat messy living room under renovation. Gong Cheng, holding Lin Nayeon's hand, said, "Big star, change the password once the renovation is finished. Change it to your birthday..."

"Because it just felt weird, March 0324th is also Mina's birthday, and she got the better deal."

He joked that, in reality, if he and the little penguin ever had a home together, the combination lock should be "0324..." since they both share the same birthday, and the house in front of them belonged to him and the rabbit girl, so of course he couldn't let the little penguin take over their home!

He's very fair! As long as he's on the field, there's no possibility of biased refereeing! Not even a dramatic kneeling incident! Man!

"Okay, whatever you say." Lim Nayeon wasn't particularly concerned about the combination lock's code. Instead, she put her hands behind her back and carefully examined the room's decor, not moving much from the sunlit floor-to-ceiling windows...

The living room floor was replaced with brown wood flooring that my husband liked. The reddish-brown to blackish wood flooring looked very comfortable and much softer than white tiles. The furniture that used to be in the house was also removed by the renovation company.

So, recently, Lim Na-yeon has been busy purchasing some sofas and furniture.

The renovation of several bedrooms is also progressing gradually, with an overall style that is relatively simple and modern...

"Dear boyfriend, how about we get a puppy sometime?"

"Listen to you……"

……

In the afternoon, Gong Cheng met with Shiba Inu Girl in his dormitory. The two of them curled up in bed in the master bedroom on the second floor of the duplex.

Sana Minatozaki's smooth body was hidden under the covers, with only her head showing. Her wrinkled nose and serious expression said, "Don't touch me, you smell like a girl's perfume..."

Miyako raised his arm and sniffed, "No...", then wriggled to Minatozaki Sana's chest and sniffed, "It smells milky, doesn't it? It should be from you, Sana-chan~"

"Get lost!" Minatozaki Sana blushed and kicked him in the blankets, but her fair foot was caught between Miyako's long, egg-shaped legs. "Hey! I'm serious, be serious!"

"Mina-chan's, right?" Miyako lay on his side on the pillow, looking at Minatozaki Sana's somewhat unhappy expression, and explained. He had indeed run into Mina downstairs just now and helped her move some furniture she had bought for the dormitory.

A small refrigerator and a washing machine...

Sana Minatozaki knew about this, and she even helped out.

But in reality, Miyako knew very well where the perfume she was talking about came from. It wasn't actually from him, but from the bed. Two hours earlier, the bunny girl had been lying in the spot where Minatozaki Sana had been...

So after the big star left, he quickly changed the sheets and pillows and threw them into the washing machine, but since the bunny lady had been in the master bedroom for so long, she inevitably left some smell...

"Did you smoke? Why do you smell of smoke?" Sana Minatozaki stretched her neck out again, the soft blanket slipping off her shoulders, revealing half of her chest.

"Hmm~" Gong Cheng responded. He didn't actually smoke. The room still smelled of his rabbit mother, and his Shiba Inu mother had a very keen sense of smell, so he took a cigarette from the drawer, lit it, took a puff, and then put it in the ashtray like a mosquito coil, letting it "fight fire with fire"...

"Smack!" Sana Minatozaki raised her fair hand and patted him on the back. Then, her other hand, hidden under the covers, wrapped around Makoto Miyamoto's inner thigh and twisted it forcefully with her thumb and forefinger...

"How many times have I told you? You finally managed to quit, so don't touch it again. Don't you listen?"

Ouch! Miyagi frowned in pain. He realized that Minatozaki Sana was a bit of a sadist. The pain made him involuntarily loosen his grip on her fair ankles. "Stop pinching me! It hurts today!"

"I'll pinch you, aren't you taking it hard, oppa?" Sana Minatozaki's eyes crinkled with a provocative smile, like a smiling dog. Her little hand, hidden under the covers, rose a few inches...

Will you still smoke in the future?

"I'm not smoking anymore..." Gong Cheng's Adam's apple bobbed...

"real……"

"Sana-chan, do you want to smoke?"

Upon hearing this, Sana Minatozaki blushed deeply, pulling the blanket over her face to hide her burning red cheeks. Her hand, still under the covers, loosened its grip slightly, sliding down to pinch the flesh of his inner thigh. "If you misbehave again, I'll pinch you~ I'll make you suffer..."

After all that foreplay, Gong Cheng felt like the bruises left by the puppy on his birthday had just faded a bit, and now this was happening again... Iron S!

"Sana-chan! Am I not capable of handling you?"

"Come on if you dare..." Sana Minatozaki snorted twice, her voice barely audible under the covers, like the buzzing of a fly.

The pinch on his thigh sent shivers down Gong Cheng's spine! So he flipped over and mounted him, vowing to make him die! Die!

……

"Sana-chan, have a cigarette~~~~"

"Get out! This won't do!"

"Please, baby~ You've never tried it before, just give it a try~"

"Stop talking nonsense! You think I'm some kind of Korean from the peninsula?... Waaaaah... Yue~"

……

The following day, January 6th, Gong Cheng boarded a flight back to China, and two hours later, the plane landed at Beijing Capital International Airport.

At exactly 12 o'clock, in the first class cabin, just before disembarking, Gong Cheng took a photo with the flight attendants and got their autographs.

"Tarot, are you going back to China to participate in the Spring Festival Gala?"

“Yes.” Gong Cheng nodded, then put on his hat and got off the plane with Jin Dayu and the others, and walked into the terminal.

The flight attendants, gazing at his tall figure, couldn't help but whisper among themselves: "He's even more handsome than in the videos and photos, and he's completely without makeup. It turns out that a lot of people online say Tarot isn't photogenic..."

"Yeah, otherwise why do you think his fans are so crazy? Our team has flown back and forth between Seoul and Beijing so many times. To be honest, we've met a lot of K-pop artists and groups, and a lot of domestic artists and actors too. Some of them you really wouldn't recognize without makeup..."

"No one is as handsome in person as Tarot, even more so than in videos. Are those top stars in the Chinese entertainment industry going to be on the Spring Festival Gala this year? I feel like they're going to be completely overshadowed by Tarot..."

"Top star? Don't be ridiculous, we're not even on the same level... Fans, popularity, looks, physique, works, achievements, all of those combined wouldn't be enough to beat him alone."

"I should have passed him a note. Didn't they say he loved to play around?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Several flight attendants giggled...

"Hey, Lay, I've arrived in Beijing. I'm at the airport." Gong Cheng was standing in the terminal when he answered Zhang Yixing's call. Wang Jiaer and Zhang Yixing had been spending a lot of time together recently because of their participation in the show "Idol Producer".

Since they were both going to perform on the Spring Festival Gala, they had arrived in Beijing together a couple of days ago, and now the two of them were driving to pick each other up in front of the airport terminal.

"Okay, I understand." Gong Cheng hung up the phone and walked straight towards the exit with Jin Dayu and the other staff members who were with him.

At the entrance of the terminal, two days after the director of the Spring Festival Gala revealed that Tarot would be returning to China to participate in the fifth rehearsal, a dense crowd of fans gathered in front of the terminal to welcome him.

"Holy crap! When will I finally get in the car...?" Jackson Wang drove along, watching the fans waiting for him at the airport. The waving support signs and the girls standing on tiptoe were a testament to the immense popularity of this youngest member.

Zhang Yixing smiled, sat in the passenger seat, took a sip of water, and bet, "It'll probably take at least ten or twenty minutes to get out..."

"Tarot!"

"Gong Cheng Oppa!!!"

"Old Gong!!!"

"..."

The moment Gong Cheng stepped out of the airport and appeared in Beijing, a continuous stream of cheers and shouts of support resounded throughout the city.

Outside another exit, a group of fans of one of the top four male celebrities in the Chinese entertainment industry were waiting to greet Yang Yang at the airport, with a sign that read "Yang Yang".

When the chants of "Tarot" rang out, many tourists and passersby turned around to look. The massive crowd and dozens of domestic media outlets all raised their cameras and turned on their flashes...

Even when Gong Cheng appeared in the midday snow in the capital, more passersby gathered around him upon hearing his name and called out to him...

"TTTTTTTTTTTarot!!!!"

Welcome home, Tarot!

Kim Dae-woo raised his transparent umbrella to shield himself from the snow...

Gong Cheng stood under the eaves of the umbrella, took off his baseball cap and mask, and a few snowflakes fell quickly onto his black hair and shoulders. He smiled warmly and waved to the media and many fans present.

As the snowflakes swirled in the air, many support signs were covered in snowflakes, bearing the words "Long time no see, Tarot~"

Welcome back home!

<We meet again, Oppa~>

Please stay a little longer~

Many fans, their faces flushed and fingers white from the cold, felt that the swirling snow wasn't so bad after seeing Gong Cheng's warm smile; instead, they found it quite romantic.
"Long time no see." Facing the media microphones, Gong Cheng chuckled as he saw many faces he frequently saw at meet-and-greets. White breath escaped his lips, and his radiant smile was exceptionally warm...

The Sina Weibo reporter, busy with her work, turned to her colleague's photographer to capture the scene before her. She then pointed to another small group of fans not far away, indicating that they should also take a picture of that group.

However, just as the camera was pointed at them, a figure completely covered up quickly walked through the crowd of fans and got into the van...

The female reporter couldn't help but laugh speechlessly. Was it because there were too few fans waiting at the airport, so they left quickly, or did they simply not care about their fans at all?
She heard Gong Cheng's laughter as he greeted his fans, and immediately felt the difference in their abilities.

She's already thought of today's trending topic: "To be truthful"—

<Compared to Tarot, all the top stars are utterly weak!!!>

(End of this chapter)