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Chapter 14 is completely finished (Collect, follow, and recommend)
Yoona rubbed her eyes and sat up. She had slept surprisingly soundly last night, probably because she was tired, or maybe... she was too exhausted from being bothered by that rascal.
As I walked into the bathroom, I looked at my rosy face in the mirror, a result of a good night's sleep. Images of Jiang Che busy in the kitchen and him sprawled on the sofa yesterday flashed through my mind.

"Pfft..." She couldn't help but chuckle. It seemed... ever since this guy inexplicably barged into her life, although there were all sorts of mishaps and her blood pressure often spiked, life had indeed become much more fun? She had even started eating breakfast more regularly.

After washing up, Yoona sat down at the dining table, picked up a spoon, took a sip of porridge, and was about to praise Kang Cheol when...

Then she saw Kim Tae-yeon showing off her toast with big bites, and a strong sense of incongruity made Yoona put down her spoon: "Ahem."

Jiang Che looked up at the sound, half a slice of toast still dangling from his mouth, and asked with his eyes, "Hmm?"

“I’m saying,” Yoona pointed at his face, her tone a mix of disdain and amusement, “how long are you going to keep this face up?”

Jiang Che swallowed the toast in his mouth, blinked, and said the most cheeky thing in Kim Tae-yeon's voice:
"Young Yoona, would you like me to have dinner with you using Lim Yoona's face, or would you like me to have dinner with Kim Tae-yeon's face?"

"..."

Yoona silently put down the chopsticks she had just picked up, took a deep breath, and felt her blood pressure rise again. Good, it seems she'll have to beat her three times a day from now on. This brat's sharp tongue and tendency to court disaster are ingrained in her bones.

Seeing Yoona like this, Jiang Che sensed a strong killing intent.
He stopped joking and, with a thought, the face that belonged to Lim Yoona returned. He even used Yoona's cute and charming appearance from the future "Weekly Idol" to try to evoke a trace of pity from Yoona, who was of the same blood.

"Hey, don't use my face to act cute like that!" Yoona looked at her own face making that cute expression and felt terrible. She was so angry that she turned around and went to find a pillow to start World War III.

Jiang Che got angry too. "Do you really think I'm easy to bully?!" This was clearly his future act of acting cute, and you're still complaining! He started to fight back, mainly fighting back. "If you hit me again, I'll fight back! I'll really fight back!"

Suddenly, chaos erupted in the living room once again.

ten minutes later.

The two returned to their old positions, panting heavily, their chests heaving. After glaring at each other, they finally reached a truce.

Yoona didn't really want to call a truce, but she was just too tired. Fighting this guy was more physically demanding than putting on a concert. This stuff really needs to be done in moderation. From now on, twice a day will do.

Entertainment news began playing on television. Both of them tacitly looked away, staring at the screen, slowly calming themselves.

News anchor: "...Recently, the boy group BTS made a comeback with a new song, showcasing their unique youthful energy..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Che muttered something under his breath:
"Wow, this combination is about to become a hit."

Yoona scoffed:
"Famous? He's been in the industry for almost two years and hasn't even made a splash. What do you know about the entertainment industry?"

Jiang Che shrugged and didn't argue.

Just you wait and see, Little Deer Yun. I'll show you my divine power and give you a good thrashing.

Not long after finishing her meal, Yoona's phone rang. She answered the phone and told Kang Cheol to stay home, as she was going to the company.

Jiang Che was left alone in the living room. Bored, he took out the old phone that Yoona had given him, skillfully connected to the WiFi, and typed in the word "Bitcoin" for the 33rd time.

The page redirects to display the current price.

Jiang Che's eyes widened instantly! He even held his breath for a moment!
"Ones...tens...hundreds...thousands..." He counted the zeros at the end of the string of numbers in disbelief, his voice trembling with excitement, "Holy crap! So low?!"

This is practically free money! I'm going to be rich! I'm going to be rich! He could almost see himself becoming a self-made millionaire.

The dream lasted only three seconds. Reality hit—he was penniless! Where would an unregistered person, kept in a female idol's apartment, get start-up capital?!
"Damn it! Damn it!" Jiang Che deflated like a punctured balloon, stabbing his phone screen hard with his finger. "What the hell can I do without capital? God, are you kidding me? I guess I really need to find a way to get start-up capital from Yoona!"

Just as he was thinking about what to do, he felt a dull, aching pain in his lower abdomen, as if something was wrong.

Jiang Che froze instantly.

This feeling... could it be... a bad premonition?

He slowly lowered his head and cautiously reached for the edge of his pajama bottoms...

"I go!!!"

A mournful wail, filled with shock, despair, and the terror of experiencing this once-in-a-lifetime event in two lifetimes, echoed pitifully in the living room.

"No way, officer?!" Jiang Che was completely taken aback, his face turning deathly pale. "I have absolutely no idea how to do this!"

Why don't we ask Yoona what she thinks? How do we separate daytime and nighttime use? Does brown sugar water really help?

I was about to dial the number when I suddenly remembered that every normal girl knows this! Asking for help is like revealing yourself as a werewolf in Werewolf, and what if you expose your identity?

There's no need to use it day or night; just use cement directly.

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Che opened his browser on his phone and typed in the most embarrassing phrase of his life.
Before he could even finish searching, the pain made his vision blur. "Yoona, do you usually run around in this level of pain? Singing, dancing? Filming? I, Jiang Che, acknowledge you as the strongest..."

Just as he felt he was about to faint from the pain, the front door opened.

Yoona is back.

After she came in, she habitually called out, "Jiang Che? I brought..." She didn't finish her sentence...
On the sofa, Jiang Che was curled up in a ball, his face as pale as paper, his lips bloodless, and his forehead covered in cold sweat. He looked as if he was about to die on the spot at any moment.

Yoona instantly understood what had happened. A hint of concern flashed in her eyes. Without even changing her high heels, she hurried to the kitchen. She made a cup of brown sugar water, then grabbed a painkiller and pulled out a hand warmer from the drawer.

After tearing open the packaging, she walked to the sofa and quickly placed the heat pack on his lower abdomen through his clothes. Then she helped Jiang Che sit up and lean him against her chest. "Take your medicine and drink some hot water," she said, her voice much gentler than usual.

In a daze, Jiang Che felt a warm sensation in his lower abdomen, and then he heard a gentle and pleasant voice in his ear. Subconsciously, he opened his mouth and a warm current slid down his throat.

He struggled to open his eyes, and what came into view was Yoona's slightly lowered profile, a few strands of hair hanging down her cheeks, her skin flawless and translucent, her clear and bright pupils, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her thin lips like rose petals.

His face no longer showed the usual expression of wanting to punch himself; instead, it displayed an almost instinctive seriousness and an indescribable worry.

An unprecedented and extremely complex emotion arose in Jiang Che's heart, as if his heart had been gently poked. Jiang Che stared blankly at Yoon-ah's face, feeling the throbbing pain about to disappear.

After feeding him the water, Yoona didn't say anything more. She put Kang Che down, sat on the single sofa next to him, picked up the remote control, and turned the TV volume down to almost nothing but white noise in the background.

Jiang Che curled up on the sofa, the pain in his lower abdomen slightly relieved by the warmth and the effects of the medicine. He secretly glanced at the figure on the sofa next to him.

Yoona sat quietly, her face turned to him, her gaze fixed on the silent, flickering television screen, lost in thought.

(End of this chapter)