Why would Peninsula want to date a lazy dog ​​like me?

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As the progress bar on the computer screen finally reached 100%, the final mastering rendering was completely completed.

Wei Wu exhaled a long breath, reached out and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, picked up the now-room-temperature iced Americano on the table, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp. The bitter liquid slid down his throat, barely dispelling the needle-like fatigue deep within his brain.

The post-production of Violeta is finally over.

During this period, he practically lived in CJ's control room. Every day, he faced densely packed audio tracks, countless fine-tuning of reverb parameters, and a group of girls who, although hardworking, had varying degrees of talent.

Wei Wu rubbed his aching temples, and the image of Cui Yena crying her eyes out in the hospital involuntarily flashed through his mind.

In the end, he still didn't tell Zhang Yuanying about her conspiracy.

On one hand, Choi Yena is a simple-minded girl who values ​​her eleven teammates in IZ*ONE very much. If she knew that the maknae who sweetly calls her "Yena unnie" every day and interacts intimately with her in front of the camera is actually a crazy person who would cripple her legs in order to win over a man, Choi Yena's worldview would probably collapse on the spot.

On the other hand, Wei Wu is someone who extremely dislikes trouble. Once this matter is exposed, the entire team will inevitably fall into endless infighting and infighting. If CJ investigates, he, as the producer, will also be dragged into this mess. He came here to make money, not to be a psychological counselor for girl groups.

"Let her continue being a carefree, silly duck." Wei Wu shook his head, threw the empty paper cup into the trash can, grabbed his coat draped over the back of the chair, walked out of the building, hailed a taxi, and returned to his rented luxury apartment.

However, when he stepped out of the elevator and saw the figure in a wheelchair in front of his own door, holding a large bag of snacks, he knew that his peaceful days were over.

"PDnim! You're finally back! I've been waiting for you for half an hour!"

When Cui Yena saw Wei Wu, her eyes lit up. She was still wearing a thick brace on her right leg and waved her potato chips like a clumsy penguin.

Several veins bulged on Wei Wu's forehead instantly.

"Cui Yena, are you sick? You're a crippled wounded soldier, why aren't you resting in your dormitory? What are you doing here?" Wei Wu walked over to her, his tone full of disdain.

"It's so boring in the dorm!" Choi Ye-na pouted, retorting indignantly. "Everyone's practicing in the practice room, and I'm just staring at the ceiling. Plus, my manager took all my snacks away, saying injured people should eat bland food. I don't care, I want spicy rice cakes, I want to play games!"

"Then go to an internet cafe! What are you doing at my house?"

"There are paparazzi in the internet cafe! I'm an idol!" Choi Ye-na puffed out her chest, then suddenly reached out and hugged Wei Wu's leg tightly. "PDnim, please, please take me in! I promise I'll behave and only take up that small space in front of your TV!"

Wei Wu was so angry he laughed: "Do you believe I'll throw you down the stairs?"

"You won't, you're a good person!" Choi Ye-na looked up, revealing her innocent, silly smile.

Faced with this almost shameless pleading, Wei Wu finally gave in. He sighed, entered the password, and pushed open the door.

"Yay! Long live PDnim!"

Choi Ye-na cheered and skillfully maneuvered her wheelchair into the apartment, as if it were her own home.

In the following days, Wei Wu's apartment was completely overrun.

Choi Ye-na used the excuse of "recovering from injury" to fool her manager, and she showed up at Wei Wu's door almost every afternoon. What's worse, she had secretly memorized Wei Wu's door lock code.

One day, Wei Wu was sleeping in his bedroom when he vaguely heard game sound effects and Cui Ruina's shouting coming from the living room. He rushed out to see what was going on and found the girl sprawled out on his sofa, holding a game controller in her left hand and stuffing potato chips into her mouth with her right. There were also two glasses of iced cola that had just been delivered to her on the coffee table.

"Choi Ye-na! Who let you in by yourself?!" Wei Wu was so angry he almost had a heart attack.

"Ah! PDnim, you're awake!" Choi Ye-na jumped in surprise, dropping the potato chips she was holding onto the carpet. "Um... I saw you were sleeping, so I didn't feel comfortable knocking. I just kept pressing the code and it opened, hehe..."

"God, you think it'll open just by pressing it? Do you think I'm stupid?!"

Seeing her nonchalant attitude, Wei Wu was completely speechless.

He wanted to get angry, but when he saw Choi Ye-na's right leg wrapped up like a big rice dumpling, and the faint sense of disappointment she showed because she couldn't participate in the rehearsal, he swallowed the curse that was on the tip of his tongue.

"You've licked the carpet clean since you got it dirty," Wei Wu said irritably, then turned and went to the kitchen to get some water.

Wei Wu did not resent Cui Rui Na's arrival deep down.

This girl possesses a peculiar charm. Her silliness, her straightforwardness, and her unreserved trust in Wei Wu all allowed Wei Wu to experience a long-lost sense of normalcy and humanity in the scheming and high-pressure entertainment industry.

With her, Wei Wu didn't need to pretend or be on guard; he could relax like he was with a brother.

However, this brief period of calm did not last long.

Just three days after Choi Ye-na mastered the password, an uninvited guest completely shattered the balance in the apartment.

That afternoon, Wei Wu was sitting on the carpet, playing a game with Cui Ruina.

"Left, left! Throw the turtle shell! Oh, PDnim, you're so clumsy!" Choi Ye-na excitedly patted Wei Wu on the shoulder.

"Shut up, or I'll pull out your controller." Wei Wu stared intently at the screen, his fingers flying across the controller.

Just then, the electronic lock on the gate suddenly emitted a crisp beep.

"Beep beep beep beep—click."

The door was pushed open.

Wei Wu suddenly turned his head, his eyes instantly becoming sharp.

He never gave his password to anyone except this silly duck next to him.

A tall, slender figure appeared in the entryway.

Zhang Yuanying stood at the door, looking radiant and youthful. She carried two large, heavy shopping bags.

When she looked up and saw Wei Wu sitting on the carpet, a complex glint flashed in her large eyes—jealousy, madness, but more than anything, a subservient obedience to the extreme.

"Won-young? What brings you here?" Choi Ye-na pressed the pause button on the game, looking surprised.

Zhang Yuanying immediately put on a sweet and obedient smile, changed into slippers, and walked in carrying a bag.

"Ye Na unnie, I was worried about leaving you here alone." Jang Won-young's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze. "I was afraid you would cause trouble for PDnim, and I was also worried that you wouldn't eat well, so I specially went to the supermarket to buy some premium Korean beef and nutritional supplements."

She walked to the living room, put down the bag, and then bowed deeply to Wei Wu at a ninety-degree angle.

"PDnim, I'm sorry to bother you. I'm truly sorry as your younger sister for causing you so much trouble. Please allow me to use your kitchen to cook dinner for you and your sister as a way of expressing my apologies and gratitude."

These words were impeccable, polite, sensible, and full of care for teammates and respect for elders.

Choi Ye-na was moved to tears: "Won-young, you're so wonderful! Waaah, unnie's love for you was worth it!"

As Wei Wu sat on the carpet and looked at the girl bowing so deeply that her face was almost touching the ground, he felt a chill run up his spine.

"No need." Wei Wu stood up, his voice as cold as ice. "Take your things and go back to your dormitory."

Zhang Yuanying's body stiffened abruptly. She slowly straightened up and looked up at Wei Wu.

Her youthful face, which should have been brimming with collagen, lacked any vibrant expression befitting a young girl. Her eyes were empty and stubborn, like those of a programmed machine.

"PDnim." Zhang Yuanying's voice became extremely humble, even trembling with a hint of illness. "Please let me stay. I promise I won't bother you. I'll be very quiet, and I'll clean the kitchen spotless. Please..."

As she spoke, she slightly bent her knees, as if she would kneel on the ground if Wei Wu refused her again.

"Oh dear, PD-nim!" Choi Ye-na couldn't stand it anymore and quickly tugged at Wei Wu's sleeve. "Won-young is just trying to be kind. Please let her do it; I've been craving it for days!"

Wei Wu looked at Cui Ruina's unguarded face, and then at Zhang Yuanying's sickly appearance, which suggested she might do something extreme if she wasn't allowed to stay. He almost ground his back teeth to powder.

If Choi Ye-na were to forcibly kick Jang Won-young out now, she would definitely become suspicious. Moreover, given Jang Won-young's current state, who knows what she might do if pushed to the limit?

"The kitchen is over there," Wei Wu said coldly, then turned and sat back down on the sofa.

"Okay. Thank you, PDnim."

A small, twisted smile curved Zhang Yuanying's lips. Carrying the bag, she walked briskly into the kitchen like a slave who had received a gift from her master.

For the next two hours, Wei Wu's apartment turned into a bizarre and chaotic scene.

In the living room, Choi Ye-na continued playing games without a care in the world, occasionally letting out cheerful laughter.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Zhang Yuanying was displaying an absolute obedience that sent chills down one's spine.

Wei Wu sat on the sofa, his gaze fixed on the busy figure in the kitchen.

Once, she accidentally spilled a drop of soy sauce on the floor tiles.

Wei Wu clearly saw Zhang Yuanying's body tremble violently, as if she had committed some unforgivable crime. She immediately grabbed a rag, knelt on the ground, and vigorously scrubbed the marble floor tile, which was practically spotless. She scrubbed so hard that the tile almost reflected light before she stood up with a sigh of relief.

"A madman. A complete and utter madman," Wei Wu cursed inwardly.

He had initially thought that his violent warning in the restroom that day would make Zhang Yuanying restrain herself or back down. But he underestimated the extent of this woman's twisted nature.

She did not back down; instead, she transformed that morbid possessiveness into this extreme form.

She used Choi Ye-na as a stepping stone to forcibly enter his private territory, and forced Wei Wu to accept her existence with this shameless and subservient attitude.

Dinner is ready.

A hearty Korean beef barbecue, exquisite soybean paste stew, and several beautifully presented side dishes.

"Ta-da! Dinner's ready!" Choi Ye-na excitedly sat down at the table, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat heartily. "Won-young! I had no idea you could cook so well! When did you learn? PD-nim, you have to try some!"

Wei Wu walked to the dining table and sat down expressionlessly.

Zhang Yuanying did not sit. She stood quietly beside Wei Wu like a well-trained waitress, her eyes fixed on Wei Wu's bowl.

If Wei Wu's gaze lingered on a dish for more than half a second, Zhang Yuanying would immediately and precisely pick up that dish and carefully place it in Wei Wu's bowl.

"What are you doing? Sit down and eat." Wei Wu felt uncomfortable under her gaze and coldly reprimanded her.

"I'm not hungry, PDnim." Zhang Yuanying lowered her head slightly, her voice as soft as a feather. "I'm already very satisfied to be able to stand like this."

"Cough cough..." Choi Ye-na nearly choked on a mouthful of beef. "Won-young, why are you acting so strange today? Don't you usually love to snatch meat?"

"PDnim works too hard and needs to replenish his nutrition." Jang Won-young turned her head and gave Choi Ye-na a flawless, sweet smile.

But from an angle that Choi Ye-na couldn't see, Jang Won-young's eyes were filled with an intense, almost overflowing, morbid infatuation as she looked at Wei Wu.

Wei Wu found the meal edible and tasteless.

After dinner, Choi Ye-na, full and satisfied, slumped on the sofa, feeling sleepy.

Wei Wu seized the opportunity, walked up behind Zhang Yuanying who was washing dishes at the sink, lowered his voice, and spoke with undisguised murderous intent.

"Zhang Yuanying, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Zhang Yuanying stopped washing the dishes. She didn't turn around, but just looked at the foam rising in the sink, her voice carrying a strange sense of satisfaction.

"I'm keeping my promise, PDnim. You said I'd go crazy and come to you. I'm right here with you now, you can heal me anytime."

"You think you can use such a disgusting excuse to sneak into my house and I'll change my opinion of you?" Wei Wu grabbed her shoulder, turned her around, and stared into her eyes. "Do you believe I'll throw you out right now?"

"You won't." Zhang Yuanying looked up at Wei Wu's face, which was slightly distorted with anger, her eyes flashing with a crazed light. "Because Ye Na unnie is still outside. If you throw me out, what will she think? If you tell her the truth, she will break down."

"You see, PDnim, you're actually a very kind person. You're willing to put up with my presence just to protect that idiot."

Zhang Yuanying suddenly stretched out her water-dampened fingers and gently, greedily touched the back of Wei Wu's hand.

"The more you hate me, the more I want to stay by your side. This feeling... is just wonderful."

Wei Wu abruptly shook off her hand and took two steps back as if avoiding a plague.

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and then walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, looking down at the bustling night view of Seoul, his head throbbing with pain.

He wasn't afraid that Zhang Yuanying could actually do anything to him. What he was really worried about was something else.

"Damn it..." Wei Wu scratched his hair in frustration.

Choi Ye-na comes to him every day, and now even Jang Won-young comes to him every day.

IZ*ONE is currently a national girl group, their popularity is at its peak. If Dispatch or other paparazzi were to capture two female idols frequently entering and leaving his apartment, this single male producer...

"Even if I jump into the Han River, I still can't clear my name!" Wei Wu roared in despair.