Peninsula: Starting with the nation's first love, the white moonlight

Chapter 114 Oppa (4K)

In an apartment in Gangnam District, Li Luran dragged his tired body and walked into the elevator with a look of utter despair.

After spending two whole hours taking Lee Luran around Myeongdong, Lee Ji-eun and Choi Sulli finally felt satisfied and mercifully let him go home.

He now truly understands that shopping with women is physically demanding. The two women spent two hours shopping, buying a whole bunch of clothes, before finally heading home satisfied.

As Li Luran stepped out of the elevator and was about to enter the password to open the door, the door opposite suddenly opened, and Lin Yoona stood there gracefully.

She changed into a black sweatshirt and skinny jeans, looking much more polished than she had in the coffee shop that afternoon.

She leaned against the door with her arms crossed, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Li Luran, we meet again so soon."

Li Luran was startled and turned around cautiously.

"Yoona, is there something you need?"

Lin Yoona gently closed the door, took half a step forward, and looked up at Li Luran: "What do you think?"

"that--

Lin Yoona approached step by step, and soon stood in front of Li Luran, her head slightly raised, her lips directly touching the tip of Li Luran's nose.

The girl's sweet scent brushed against Li Luran's nose, and he involuntarily took a step back, his back pressed against the door, with nowhere left to retreat.

"Um—Yoona, let's talk this out." Li Luran swallowed hard, looking at the aggressive Lim Yoona in front of him. He was already in the wrong, and his momentum weakened even more.

"snort!"

Lin Yoona gave a soft snort, then placed her left hand directly on the door with a "smack," startling Li Luran into another shudder.

"Someone at the coffee shop just now didn't seem to give me any face at all."

"That was a joke!"

Li Luran hurriedly waved his hand, frantically trying to justify himself.

"Besides, I can't just choose you in front of Sunnyi, can I? What would that say about Sunnyi's feelings?"

"Oh?"

Yoona raised an eyebrow, but instead of calming down, her pretty face became even colder.

"So, if you just choose Sunny unnie right in front of me, would that be fair to me?"

Yoona withdrew her hand, crossed her arms again, and glared at him angrily.

"And how can you make jokes about a girl's body like that!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, isn't that enough?" Li Luran clasped his hands together, his attitude as sincere as could be.

All he wants now is to appease this old lady as soon as possible, and then quietly go home and lie down.

"Besides, the reason I chose Sunnyi is because I know you, Yoona. It's less rude to joke around between friends than to offend someone you don't know well."

Upon hearing this, Lim Yoona's beautiful doe eyes darted around, and her little mouth curled up slightly.

"You're good at talking, kid. I'll let you off this time."

"Oh, thank you so much, Yoona-i, for your generosity."

Seeing his relieved expression, Lim Yoona rolled her eyes and said coquettishly, "Am I that scary?"

"Of course it's not scary!"

Li Luran, with a strong survival instinct, replied, "Yoona is the face of Girls' Generation, the dream girl of countless young men, and has absolutely nothing to do with being scary."

Lin Yoona stared at him for two seconds, then finally couldn't hold back and turned her head to laugh.

"Alright, alright, I'm not teasing you anymore."

She took a half step back, making room for Li Luran. "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and open the door."

Li Luran obediently turned around and entered the password. The moment the door opened, Lin Yoona had already pushed open the door and walked in before him.

"What are you daydreaming about? Come on in!" Lim Yoona stood in the entryway, turned around and waved to him.

Li Luran's lips twitched. Whose house is this anyway? Isn't this a case of the cuckoo taking over the nest? No, the magpie hasn't even gone in yet, but the cuckoo has already flown in first.

He shook his head and went inside, only to see Lin Yoona turn around and walk out again, leaving behind only the words, "Wait for me a moment."

One minute later.

Yoona rushed back from across the street, carrying a pair of pink slippers.

Goodness, she even brought her own equipment.

The two sat down on the sofa in the living room. Li Luran poured her a glass of warm water before asking, "So, Yoona..."

What exactly do you want from me?

"Li Luran really does have a bad memory."

Yoona took a sip of her water, looking at him with a half-smile. "Did you have too much fun with the two beauties, Ji-eun and Sulli, today and forget about the serious things we agreed on?"

Reminded by her words, Li Luran finally realized and quickly smiled apologetically, "Of course I wouldn't forget! It's just about finding something on your brother-in-law—"

"So, what are your plans?"

"He's not my brother-in-law, he's a scumbag!" Im Yoona corrected.

"Besides, wasn't this your idea? I thought you had it all planned out long ago."

"Um—" Li Luran awkwardly touched his nose. He had only mentioned it casually at the time and hadn't taken it seriously at all. Who knew that this actress Lin not only took it seriously, but judging from the way she was acting, she had no choice but to go.

He thought for a moment and suggested, "How about this? It's getting late, and there's no time to come up with any elaborate plans. How about we just use the most basic method?"

"The most basic method?" Im Yoona blinked, leaning closer. "You mean—just go and wait outside his building?"

"Yes." Li Luran nodded. "Although it's a bit slow, it's often the most effective."

"Then I'd become a paparazzi—" Yoona blurted out instinctively.

But the next second, she immediately covered her mouth with her small hand, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "No! This is called exposing a scumbag's evil deeds! We're on the side of justice, completely different from those paparazzi who take secret photos!"

She became more and more excited as she spoke, and stood up and paced back and forth in front of the coffee table. "Should we change our clothes? Like those black trench coats, sunglasses, and masks, that's how they portray it in movies."

"Oh, by the way, how about I borrow a video camera from Tiffany? Hers is a professional-grade one; the footage is incredibly clear!"

"Calm down, Yoona."

Li Luran gestured for her to sit down first. "If we really do it the way you say, won't we really become paparazzi?"

No need for a trench coat or sunglasses, and no need for a professional camera; just take a picture with your iPhone. Clear enough, discreet enough, and sufficient.

"Oh, I see—" Im Yoona deflated for a moment, but quickly cheered up and waved her little fist in the air: "Well, it's still necessary to do some basic disguise, right? It wouldn't be good if that scumbag found out."

"Yes, that's true." Li Luran nodded in agreement.

"If the other party is going to a crowded place like a shopping mall or restaurant, it's still necessary to disguise yourself a little."

"Right, right?"

Yoona clapped her hands excitedly and moved forward half a body length, her knees almost touching Li Luran's knees.

"Also, we need to confirm our identities beforehand. If we act too strangely in public, it will be easy for others to notice something amiss."

"Identity?" Li Luran was taken aback. "Isn't being just ordinary friends enough?"

"Li Luran, you're so unprofessional!" Lin Yoona shook her head in disdain. "Who goes out for a stroll together late at night with just ordinary friends of the opposite sex?"

"And look at the two of us," she pointed to herself, then to him, "we're even using honorifics. What kind of friends use honorifics between each other?"

"It seems—that's really the case." Li Luran smiled awkwardly, unable to refute it.

"Then let's pretend to be siblings! I'm a few years older than you anyway," Yoona suggested matter-of-factly.

Seeing Li Luran's resistant expression, Lin Yoona drawled, "Eh—you look so reluctant, do you have another suggestion?"

"Ahem." Li Luran sat up straight and said seriously, "I think siblings could also be a good match."

"Brother and sister?" Lim Yoona leaned back on the sofa, propped her chin up with one hand, and looked at Li Luran thoughtfully.

Suddenly, as if she had seen through something, a sly glint flashed in her eyes, "Could it be—Li Luran, you actually want to hear me call you Oppa?"

"No, no!" Li Luran denied it outright.

Lin Yoona took in his guilty look.

Her smile deepened. It turned out that this seemingly cold guy was actually a repressed pervert.

"actually----"

She drawled out her words, leaned forward slightly, looked up at him, and said in a soft, gentle voice, "Actually, I don't mind."

"Oppa~"

Yoona's slightly strained "Oppa" instantly dealt a devastating blow to Li Luran.

He felt as if he had been struck by lightning; his mind went completely blank, and his body even felt lightheaded.

Just as he was at a loss, he heard Yoona's unrestrained laughter beside him.

"Haha, Li Luran, that expression you made just now—hahaha, it was so funny!"

She laughed so hard she almost fell over, finally leaning back on the sofa, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably: "You Chinese have an idiom called 'dumb' or 'stupid'."

Is "Ruo Mu Ji" used here?

"Oh my god, this is hilarious, my stomach hurts so much."

Hearing her laughter, Li Luran realized that he had made a huge fool of himself.

His face flushed red, and he hurriedly stood up. Without saying a word, he pulled Lin Yoona out of the room. "Stop laughing! If you dawdle any longer, your scumbag brother-in-law will be gone."

"Ouch, ouch, ouch—be gentle—I can walk by myself!"

Half an hour later, a white BMW quietly parked in a parking space under an apartment building.

In the driver's seat, Yoona was fully armed, wearing a mask, hat, scarf, and sunglasses, covering herself up completely.

Li Luran, dressed in a black trench coat, leaned leisurely against the passenger seat, glancing at the apartment entrance from time to time.

Finally, Yoona couldn't take it anymore, and with a look of utter despair, she took off her mask and let out a long sigh.

"Ugh, why do I have to dress up like a dumpling while you don't have to do anything?"

Li Luran turned his head, his gaze lingered on her face for a second, then slowly turned back to continue staring at the apartment exit.

"Is that even a question? That guy's the face of Girls' Generation. You could just stand anywhere, and even a stray cat would recognize you. As for me—" He pointed to his face, "I'm just an ordinary passerby. Who would notice me?"

"Tch." Im Yoona scoffed dismissively.

Ordinary passerby? Don't you have any idea how many heads your face gets when you walk down the street?

Seeing Li Luran's calm expression, Lin Yoona became even more furious.

She quietly unbuckled her seatbelt, and while Li Luran was focused on the apartment lobby, she silently leaned over to his ear, lowered her voice, and unleashed her ultimate move once again.

"Oppa~"

The warm, sweet scent brushed past his ear, and Li Luran instantly convulsed, his shoulder almost hitting the car window, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

He whirled around, gritting his teeth, and said, "Hey, Yoona, can't you be normal for once?!"

Yoona tilted her head and blinked innocently. "Aren't we siblings? What's wrong with me calling you Oppa?"

Li Luran stared at her for three seconds before finally realizing the truth: when it came to shamelessness, he had met his match today.

"Aish, I surrender! I give up!" Li Luran raised his hands in surrender: "Please don't call me Oppa anymore, just call me Li Luran, I'm begging you."

Yoona chuckled smugly. Having successfully bullied this guy, she found the long wait quite amusing.

Quite a lot.

However, after less than two minutes of quiet, she started to feel bored again.

The car's heater was humming, and a few residents occasionally walked past the window as they returned home late, but the person who was supposed to appear remained nowhere to be seen.

"Li Luran, I'm so bored, let's chat for a bit?"

Li Luran remained staring out the window, not turning her head, her tone tinged with helplessness: "Please, Miss, don't we have important business to attend to?"

"And besides," Li Luran couldn't help but complain, "couldn't you have driven a more ordinary car? Every person we pass has to glance this way. If we get recognized, we'll be trending on social media hand in hand tomorrow."

"I couldn't help it," Yoona said, looking aggrieved. "Jessica unnie's car is the most basic one I could borrow. I can't exactly drive Taeyeon unnie's Mercedes-Benz, or my sports car, can I?"

"Uh." Li Luran's lips twitched. "Never mind what I said."

He clearly doesn't understand the world of rich women; any car he randomly picks from her garage would be enough for a down payment on a house for an average family.

"By the way, Li Luran, there's something I've always been curious about." Lim Yoona turned to look at him, "Since you're a die-hard fan of Taeyeon unnie, how come I've never seen you at any of the previous fan events?"

"Logically speaking, with your height, build, and face, you should be easy to spot among fans. Mo..."

No, you're just a casual fan; you've never even been to a Girls' Generation concert?

Li Luran sighed silently to himself. It seemed that the label of being a Taeyeon solo fan was truly impossible to shake off.

The whole thing was a scenario she made up in her own head, and now, she's even almost completed the chain of evidence.

"I don't follow celebrities, and I've never been to a live performance. At most, I just listen to music."

"Really? Which of our group's songs is your favorite?"

As soon as Lin Yoona finished speaking, Li Luran tugged at her sleeve: "Yoona, look over there! Isn't that him?"

She followed his gaze and saw a man in a black coat walking out of the apartment.

He was wearing a black mask, walking hurriedly while looking down at his phone, and soon got into a black jeep.

The smile on Lim Yoon-a's face gradually disappeared, and she gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands.

"It's him! That shameless scumbag!"