Peninsula: A Max-Level Forward's Leisurely Life

The atmosphere in this luxurious family box was utterly absurd.

Lin Yoona stared intently at the large LCD screen on the wall.

Her sharp mind, honed by years of experience in the entertainment industry, worked at lightning speed, finally piecing together all those absurd fragments of understanding.

"call--"

She let out a long sigh, strode back to the entrance in her high heels, and locked the door with a click.

The moment it turned around, the little deer completely regained the authority of a senior colleague.

She walked back to the large sofa, sat down next to Choi Sulli who was still feeling guilty and dazed.

"Okay, Choi Jin-ri."

Im Yoona pointed a finger at her fair forehead and said, "You two actually teamed up to lie to me."

Choi Sulli shrank her fair neck a little shyly.

To quell her anger, the girl quickly pulled out a chocolate-coated cookie from the pile of colorful snack bags and offered it to them with a fawning expression.

He stuffed the cookie directly into Yoona's mouth.

"Unnie, calm down~ Try this, you can't buy it outside."

The rich aroma of cocoa instantly melted on her tongue. Yoona initially wanted to maintain a cold expression and lash out, but after chewing a couple of times, she had to admit that the taste was truly amazing.

Her craving for food took over, so she had no choice but to swallow the food.

But this treat couldn't stop her from launching into a workplace crisis education. She unceremoniously slapped away the little hand that was trying to feed her more peaches.

"Hey! Get serious, stop with the sweet talk."

Im Yoona raised her eyebrows, her tone serious, "Do you even know what a troublesome situation you're in right now?"

"Even if you want to have a secret relationship, you should at least make sure you know what kind of person the other person is."

The more she thought about it, the more a chill ran down her spine, so she simply poured out all her worries in one breath.

"You've been in this industry for so many years, don't you know how ruthless the company is about the relationships of its girl groups?"

"Those bloodsucking executives keep such a close watch. Once they find out you're secretly dating a star player of this caliber..."

"Those profit-driven capitalists will squeeze every last drop out of you!"

Faced with this kind-hearted unnie's heartfelt and stern warning.

……

Choi Sulli nestled comfortably in the sofa cushions, completely ignoring the threats.

Are you kidding me? She's now a family member of the actual controller of entertainment capital.

If you really look at the equity structure, she's practically secured her position as the boss's wife.

Those high-ranking representatives who were portrayed as monstrous monsters, even if they really knew her background, would probably only be able to line up and grovel to serve her tea and water.

However, given her husband's consistently low-key and easygoing nature, she couldn't openly reveal the truth at the moment.

This made it incredibly difficult for her to hold it in. She could only clench her inner thighs tightly, desperately trying to suppress the smug smile that was about to burst from her cheeks.

While pretending to be an obedient and well-behaved quail, it nodded repeatedly to its sister who was giving it a lecture.

He continued to pull out various high-calorie imported snacks and persistently stuff them into Lin Yoona's arms.

Looking at this piece of meat that is completely unresponsive to salt and oil.

Im Yoona was so angry that she reached out and pinched that collagen-rich thigh hard.

"Hey! I'm here to tell you something important that concerns your future!"

Just as Lim Yoona was preparing to continue organizing her words to exert pressure.

"Leon's accelerating! This is absolutely breathtaking and terrifying explosive power!"

Suddenly, a powerful, piercing shout from the ultra-high-definition broadcast screen in front of the VIP box rang out.

The two girls' attention was instantly drawn away by the deafening noise.

In the picture.

The man wearing Bayern Munich's classic red jersey is speeding down the right flank.

Facing the almost aggressive close marking and double-teaming of two defenders, Lee Ji-hoon showed no intention of slowing down at all.

He used a forceful, continuous change of direction, relying on his brute strength to squeeze through the crowd.

This utterly unreasonable attack left the two defenders completely out of the running.

He broke into the right side of the penalty area and decisively rushed out of his goal to face the goalkeeper.

He stepped onto the slippery grass with his left foot and then thrust his right foot forward to meet the ball with tremendous force.

With a muffled thud, the ball transformed into a blur almost imperceptible to the naked eye, hurtling towards the far corner of the goal with incredible initial speed.

In this completely unadulterated world of real competition, such a devastating blow is enough to drive any opponent to despair.

The 20,000-seat Allianz Stadium was instantly engulfed in a frenzied, earth-shaking cheer.

Yoona sat quietly on the sofa. She was so shocked by the raw, violent aesthetics that her breath caught in her throat.

But the close-up shots shown by the TV director that followed were the ultimate blow to her heart.

The stern-faced man who had just finished a powerful shot didn't run off to celebrate with his teammates.

He ran off on his own, heading straight for the open corner flag area on the right.

Lee Chi-hoon proudly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the layers of frenzied stands, as if he could lock onto the private box where Sulli was.

A smug smile spread across his handsome face.

Then, he raised his right hand toward the glass window from below, where the details were completely obscured.

They blatantly hooked their fingers twice. The unbridled flirting was delivered nakedly through the global broadcast cameras.

Sulli, who had been sitting quietly to the side accepting the scolding, could no longer sit still.

The little girl tossed the bag of snacks she was carrying onto the thick carpet with a clatter. Forgetting to put on slippers, her bare, delicate little feet excitedly leaped over the coffee table and rushed to the large screen.

Her peach blossom eyes curved into slits as she happily jumped around on the spot while raising her hands high above her head.

Facing the equally dazzling man on the screen, she waved her slender arms enthusiastically in response.

This kind of secret interaction, which transcends the hustle and bustle of tens of thousands of people, carries an absolute tacit understanding that no one else can fit into.

……

on the sofa.

Yoona remained in a somewhat stiff, reclining posture.

The crumbs of biscuit left in my mouth suddenly became difficult to swallow.

She stared blankly at the man who occupied the center of the world on the screen. After a few seconds, she slowly turned her gaze to Choi Sulli, who was bouncing around in front of the screen like a happy, silly deer.

All the survival rules and crisis management tips for idols that I had accumulated in my mind were now beyond my ability to even speak out.

Are you kidding me? To have the confidence to be firmly favored by football moguls of this caliber.

Those arrogant, bloodsucking executives in the Seoul company are probably not even a nuisance in someone else's empire.

An indescribable envy, accompanied by a deep sense of exhaustion and powerlessness, surged uncontrollably from the depths of Yoona's heart.

Every day, I struggled to grab a few meager resources in that filthy world of fame and fortune in South Korea, forcing myself to smile and fawn over everyone, enduring all sorts of cold shoulders and disdain.

What happened to this peach in the group that hadn't even developed a sense of caution and cunning?

It was all because he hid from paparazzi on a rainy night and had a drink.

She effortlessly transcended social classes, becoming someone even the entire financial world had to defer to.

The insurmountable gap between people was vividly displayed at this moment.

……

More than an hour later.

With three crisp whistles from the referee, the match officially came to an end.

[Ding! Data settlement for this A-League match has been completed. The host received a post-match rating of 9.2 from authoritative media.]

[Congratulations, host, you have gained 0.3 free attribute points. Your starting position on the right flank has been firmly established in this match.]

As Lee Ji-hoon walked back through the dimly lit player-only tunnel, he saw the pale green notification pop up on his retina and felt great.

All that sweat spent on that slippery grass wasn't for nothing.

He ripped off the anti-friction medical tape from his wrist with one hand, picked up a sports water bottle, and gulped down the cool water.

Club support staff and assistant coaches who occasionally passed by saw the new star player striding over.

With a mixture of awe and instinctive ingratiation, they voluntarily moved along the walls on both sides of the narrow passageway to make way for each other.

Li Chixun remained calm, casually nodding to both sides before turning directly into the private elevator, which required high-level access, and heading straight for the VIP area on the top floor of the stands.

They strolled leisurely to the door of the private room.

He pushed the doorknob open from the outside with a soft "click".

The room was filled with warm air, and the aroma of high-calorie snacks wafted out through the cracks in the door.

Lin Yoona, who had been sitting awkwardly on the edge of the sofa, had extremely sharp hearing, honed from years of dealing with paparazzi.

Upon hearing the sound, the fawn, almost instinctively acting like a girl group idol, immediately stood up straight.

If this bizarre car crash had happened a few days earlier at a street corner cafe in Seoul...

Or perhaps it was without her knowledge of the man's terrifying identity.

Yoona could absolutely joke around with this handsome mixed-race guy without any psychological burden, acting as a senior and a kind friend.

But after two hours of repeated visual and psychological friction.

She knew all too well just how terrifyingly powerful the man who walked in was.

This isn't some ordinary boyfriend your best friend picked up. This is a football mogul with a net worth starting at tens of millions of euros, known for his flamboyant and unrestrained style, and behind him lies unfathomable top-tier capital.

With such a disparity in status that it was despairing, how could she possibly put on any airs of a senior?

Im Yoona's slender legs, clad in high heels, instantly pressed tightly together.

She placed her two pretty little hands together very neatly in front of her flat stomach.

Without any hesitation, that slender waist pressed down deeply.

She bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle. Her beautiful face was completely hidden, filled with solemnity and awe.

Her flawless, subservient demeanor clearly demonstrates her survival instinct.