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

Chapter 47 Biblical Family Proof

"Brother, wait for me!"

Park Hyung-sik chased after Kang Jae-hoon while tapping his phone keyboard:

[Xiu-jung! Your rival and Kang Jae-hoon might be BE—]

"Boom!"

Park Hyung-sik's forehead hit Kang Jae-hoon's back, and the tip of his nose left a greasy round mark on the fabric of his suit.

"Watch the road, Hyungsik."

The moment Kang Jae-hoon turned around, Park Hyung-sik's pupils reflected Jessica Jung's figure with her arms crossed and a cold face.

"Hello, senior!"

Park Hyung-sik bowed 90 degrees reflexively:
"I'm Park Hyung-sik, the son of Empire!"

"Park Hyung-sik, can we chat alone for five minutes?"

"Yes! You chat!"

"Take a step to talk?"

Jessica Jung tilted her head and raised an eyebrow at Kang Jae-hoon.

"Uh, please."

The moment when the two left one after the other.

Park Hyung-sik frantically deleted the content in the chat box and quickly changed the sentence "My love rival may be BE" to:
[Your sister has a meeting with Jiang Zaixun! ]

When Park Hyung-sik was sneaking behind a vending machine and taking a photo, Krystal's reply popped up:
【Ah Xi! Send me the location!!!】

……

The emergency light stretched the two people's shadows into facing swords.

"Jiang Jaehoonxi, do you know who I am?"

"I know." Jiang Zaixun's Adam's apple rolled, "Girls' Generation member, Zheng Xiujing's sister, now..."

"stop."

Jessica Jung raised her hand to stop Jiang Jae-hoon:
"Then do you know why I came here?"

"No...don't know."

Jiang Zaixun's brain was working so fast that the swelling at the back of his head began to swell slightly.

"My parents died young, and I was raised by my grandmother until high school. After my grandmother passed away, I worked night shifts at a convenience store and received scholarships to put myself through college. I have no dark history, no financial background, and I never even joined a fraternity."

Jessica Jung locked her phone screen:

"On paper, you're clean."

“I take a shower every day.”

"...When I say clean, I mean no bad habits, no assi..."

Jessica Jung's mouth twitched as she watched him inexplicably raise his arm to sniff her armpit.

She really couldn't understand how a man with this kind of train of thought could make her sister fall in love.

Jessica Jung took a deep breath:

"Soo-jung is still young, and her fantasy of love is still stuck on the 'sharing coats to keep out the rain' idol drama plot. It's not too late to consider a relationship when she matures and can distinguish between affection and sympathy."

"You have a point."

Jiang Zaixun agreed with her words.

"Since you think it makes sense, please keep your distance from my sister."

"Uh-huh?!"

Jiang Zaixun showed the same expression as Shen Liuzhen, pointing at himself in surprise:

"I?"

Zheng Xiuyan frowned and said, "Is it fun to play dumb?"

"and many more……"

Jiang Zaixun suddenly stopped scratching his head:

"You mean me and Bona?"

"Jiang Jaehoon, we are all adults...

"what--"

Jiang Zaixun suddenly realized and waved his hands:

"You misunderstood. Baona and I are just colleagues, and we have never done anything that crossed the line..."

Jessica Jung laughed angrily:

"You have to wait for me to trample on your dignity before you understand, right?"

"I'm sorry to bother you two—"

The tail end of Jessica Jung's voice was cut into pieces by the crisp sound of her high heels hitting the floor tiles.

They both turned their heads in sync.

Lee Sung Kyung's ink-splashed skirt created a black wave as she walked.

The sweaty hair stuck to the side of his neck, his lips were licked and mottled, and his jawline was as taut as a knife.

She stopped two steps away, her eyes fixed on Jiang Zaixun:

"The chair has thorns?"

"I……"

Kang Jae-hoon's Adam's apple rolled as Lee Sung-kyung stared at him, and the swelling on the back of his head felt slightly hot.

Jessica Jung's eyes have a blade-like arc:
"Who are you?" Li Shengjing took out the invitation letter from Jiang Jae-hoon's chest pocket, and handed it to her with her fingertips focusing on the word "family member".

"Lee Sung-kyung?"

Jessica squinted her eyes and looked at him: "Are you his roommate model?
"Nice to meet you."

Lee Sung Kyung slapped the invitation back onto Kang Jae Hoon's chest:
"I'm his legal emergency contact, guarantor for his gym membership, and medical..."

"I'm not interested in your guardianship."

Jessica Jung interrupted her without hesitation, turned her head and looked at Jiang Zaixun and warned:

"Anyway, I hope you don't say anything to my sister except when filming! Understand?"

"As a sister, instead of warning the fool to act out the melodramatic dramas of everyday dramas, why not teach your sister how to develop a normal view of love?"

"What do you mean?"

Jessica crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows.

"literal meaning."

In Park Hyung-sik's candid shots, Kang Jae-hoon's eyes wandered left and right as frequently as a table tennis referee.

And Zheng Xiujing's Kakao message is madly flooding the screen above the mobile phone screen——

【Send the location, bastard! 】

"Is Lee Sung Kyung-xi teaching me how to be a big sister?"

Jessica Jung’s sneer solidified into icy ridges.

Li Jingcheng raised his right eyebrow half a millimeter in mockery:
"I'm just reminding you to focus on your sister's drawbridge effect, rather than blaming her opponent for being too immersed in the role."

"Humph, it's not your turn to remind you."

Jessica Jung's high heels almost crushed the floor tiles, and her Chanel jacket swung out like a hurricane when she turned around.

She wanted to say something harsh before leaving, but she didn't know where to start.

Park Hyung-sik's phone camera peeked out from behind the vending machine and filmed Jessica Jung's distorted expression to Krystal Jung:
[Your sister vs. Bible Round 1, battle damage rate 99%]

He just typed it and sent it.

When he looked up again, he saw Jiang Zaixun being dragged towards the fire escape by Li Jingjing by his tie.

It looked like a Samoyed being dragged by its owner for sterilization.

"Clang."

The iron door of the fire escape closed.

Li Jingcheng pulled Jiang Zaixun's tie and pushed him against the fire hydrant box:
"What are you running for?"

"Shoot, shoot a scene."

Jiang Zaixun turned his head away and didn't look at her.

"Filming a family drama with Jessica?"

"..."

"Do you have any questions?"

"..."

Li Jingcheng suddenly rolled the tip of her high heel over the toe of his Oxford shoe:

"Mute?"

"Pain Pain!"

Jiang Zaixun instantly turned into the God of Land, squatting on the ground and covering his feet.

"Listen, Lee Jong Suk is a model senior, we've worked together on public service announcements, and we're currently at the same company, that's all."

"Oh."

"Sending flowers backstage is a modeling tradition, just like throwing stuffed animals in figure skating."

"Ah."

"You 'oh um' what?!"

Li Shengjing's fingertips suddenly pinched the bump on the back of his head.

Jiang Jae-hoon jumped up with a "wow" and the back of his head hit the fire hydrant box with a dull thud.

"Fool."

She held his arm and stood up: "Let's go to the hospital."

"what?"

Jiang Zaixun was stunned, holding the back of his head: "Why go to the hospital?"

"Look at how much water has accumulated in your head to be so stupid as to come up with this bloody drama of an 8 o'clock love triangle."

The emergency lights in the fire escape flickered.

Kang Jae-hoon was dragged out by Lee Sung-kyung by the arm, and the fire hydrant glass reflected the overlapping shadows of the two.

"Bible, I'm really fine. Look, I can even recite pi! 3.14159265358979323846..."

Li Jingcheng suddenly let go and pushed him into the taxi:

"Master, go to the Department of Neurology at Samsung Seoul Hospital."

"actually, I……"

"Shut up. Next time you run away from the show for something boring..."

"The Bible—"

Jiang Zaixun suddenly spoke and rushed away, leaving her with a half-spoken threat. Li Jingjing slammed the car door with such force that the driver's hands shook and honked the horn:
"I told you to shut up! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll put you in the trunk."

(End of this chapter)