Peninsula: From a supporting actor to the best actor in Chungmuro

Chapter 31 Birthday Gift
That night.

In an apartment in Gangnam District.

Krystal was lying on the armrest of the sofa reading the script.

Jessica Jung walked into the living room in her slippers and accurately kicked her raised calf with her toes: "Move."

"Three people can lie on the sofa."

Having said that, she still propped herself up and made room for her sister.

As Jessica sat down, she glanced at her script:
"Didn't we only use three-color pens before?"

"I learned it from my co-star."

"Who?"

"You don't know me even if you tell me."

Jessica Jung suddenly sneered: "How do you know if I know him if you don't tell me?"

"Kang Jae-hoon."

"Kang Jae-hoon"

Jessica Jung frowned and searched her mind for a moment, then suddenly slapped her thigh: "Is it the lady brother?"

Krystal Jung moved aside:
"What lady brother?"

"This is it."

Jessica Jung took out her phone, tapped it, and handed it to her sister——

The picture shows Kang Jae-hoon's curtain call photo of "Macbeth" at the Haeundae Theater in Busan.

"puff--"

Krystal choked on her saliva and the script hit her face with a "bang".

"What's the funny part?"

"What the hell is this?" Krystal covered half her face with the script, her fingertips poking at the hem of Kang Jae-hoon's lace skirt in the photo. "A medieval cross-dresser?"

"Krystal Jung."

Jessica Jung suddenly pulled out the script that was covering her cheek:
"He went from being an unknown newcomer to the object of their attention in just one week. You'd better keep your distance."

Krystal suddenly sat up straight: "Them? Including Lim Yoona?"

"Last month, Yoona studied his vocal notes and developed a smoky voice, and was almost squeezed into the rap group."

"so?"

"So—" Jessica suddenly reached out and pinched her cheek, "Don't grin at that perverted crossdresser."

"Who's grinning!"

Krystal slapped her hand away, the edge of the script leaving a deep mark on the sofa. The air conditioning blew away the faint red on the tips of her ears, but it couldn't dispel Jessica's narrowed, scrutinizing gaze.

"You can't even hold back Choi Sulli's bad jokes."

"I just had a facial spasm because of the ugly lace dress."

Jessica Jung suddenly turned down the air conditioner by two degrees and asked, "Will you wear that pink T-shirt to the reading tomorrow?"

"Ah."

“Like a supermarket promoter.”

"It's better than someone wearing a singing outfit and pajamas."

"Remember to bring an iced American coffee to the reading." Jessica threw a pillow into her arms as she stood up. "It's icy, it'll wake you up."

"whispering sound--"
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The morning light shines through the gaps in the curtains onto Jiang Jae-hoon's face.

The vibration sound of the important calendar event reminder on the phone rang for the third time. He grabbed the phone and squinted to unlock the screen.

The calendar mark for August 10th popped up—with [LSK] written next to the pink cake icon.

The sound of the refrigerator door opening and closing in the living room made him quickly turn off the screen.

After changing his clothes, Kang Jae-hoon opened the door and saw Lee Sung-kyung putting on her shoes at the entrance.

"Bible, what time will you be back tonight?"

“There was filming.”

"What to shoot?"

"advertise."

Li Jingcheng pulled up the heels of her shoes, and when she saw Jiang Zaixun's misplaced buttons, her mouth twitched. Then she picked up her shoulder bag and turned the door handle:

"gone."

"Be careful on the road."

The security door got stuck halfway through closing, and she leaned back halfway: "You buttoned your shirt wrong."

Jiang Jae-hoon looked down at the third button that was out of place, and when he looked up again, he only heard the sound of the security door closing.

The sound of the microwave's turntable overlapped with the sound of footsteps receding down the hallway.

He leaned against the counter and looked at the third favorite on his Kakao app - the "Cake House" cake shop interface.

The horn of Jin Dayuan's nanny car sounded downstairs.

He scrambled a few mouthfuls of instant porridge, grabbed his keychain, and rushed downstairs. The spring hinges of the unit door creaked behind him. "Brother, let's go to Cheongdam-dong first."

"What are you going for?"

Jin Dayuan turned around and asked with a toothpick hanging on his head.

"Order a cake."

"Order a cake? For the model's friend?"

"Well, today is the Bible's birthday."

The car turned out of the alley and Jiang Jae-hoon turned his head to look out the window.

The calico cat was squatting at the vending machine at the entrance of the convenience store and licking its paws.

The vending machine had a new poster - an advertisement for Chulak Soju, endorsed by Bae Suzy, with a promotional slogan of "Buy three, get one free" printed under it.

"Tell me earlier!"

Jin Dayuan suddenly turned the steering wheel and turned into the auxiliary road.

"what?"

"My cousin's husband's niece opened a cake shop. I'll take you there."

"Oh"

Jiang Zaixun stared at the back of Jin Dayuan's head, which was shaking. He seriously suspected that his relatives covered all kinds of occupations in South Korea.
After a while.

Jin Dayuan braked and stopped in front of the "Sweet Dream" cake shop. The cherry blossom stickers on the rolling door faded to light pink.

The glass door banged against the cake shop's wind chimes, and Jin Dayuan slammed his car keys on the counter: "Where's my niece?"

"Uncle?"

The kitchen curtain was lifted to reveal a round-faced girl wearing a chef's hat and her apron was stained with cocoa powder.

"Buy a cake."

He pointed with his thumb at Kang Jae-hoon who was staring at the display stand.

"The apprentice of the movie star Hwang Jung-min."

The cousin's daughter squinted her eyes at him for a long moment. "Did you ever play that role?" She suddenly slapped her palm. "The play 'Macbeth'! My classmate's cousin took a curtain call photo of you in women's clothing!"

"Your classmate's cousin."

Jiang Zaixun turned to look at Jin Dayuan: "Is it the bank clerk?"

"cough--"

Jin Dayuan pointed at the cake awkwardly: "Let's get down to business. Which style do you like?"

Jiang Zaixun tapped the window three times with his index finger and finally chose raspberry white chocolate mousse.

"I want this style, six inches, low sugar, animal cream."

My cousin's daughter took out the order book and asked: "What should I write as a blessing?"

“Happy birthday to the best Bible in the world.”

Jiang Zaixun spoke three times faster than usual, as if the words were hot.

Jin Dayuan sneered, holding a new toothpick in his mouth: "It's as corny as an idol drama."

"Want to add a heart symbol?"

"Need not!"

Jin Dayuan poked at the price list:
"Take out 'the whole world'. Otherwise, that girl will definitely complain about your corny love talk."

Jiang Zaixun touched the back of his burning neck:
"Then 'Happy Birthday to the Best Bible Ever'."

"Add 'roommate' to prevent people from thinking you're confessing your feelings."

Jiang Zaixun stared at the price list and nodded with gritted teeth.

When paying, Jin Dayuan suddenly grabbed his wrist and said, "Cousin, can you give me an employee discount?"

"No problem. The original price is 43,000, but I'll charge you 35,000."

"We'll pick it up around six."

"Ok."

In the car.

Jin Dayuan turned the air conditioner to the lowest setting: "The final photo shoot will last until 5 pm, which is enough time for you to sneak back and hide the cake."

Today was originally scheduled to be the third script reading for "The Heirs".

But for some reason, I received a notice this morning that the reading session was changed to a makeup photo shoot.

"Besides the cake, have you prepared any other birthday gifts?"

"I ordered a set of 1-5kg purple dumbbells online. The Bible likes purple."

Jin Dayuan glanced at Jiang Zaixun through the rearview mirror, and after a moment of silence, he said:
".Good."

"Yeah, I think this gift is great too. She will like it."

(End of this chapter)