Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

Bae Joo-hyun smiled, a beautiful and chilling smile.

"Looks like you're quite popular, Liu Zimu. Do you think I should keep a closer eye on you?"

Liu Zimu pushed her hand away: "Bae Joo-hyun, are you sick in the head?"

"I am indeed sick, didn't you already know that?" She stopped smiling, turned around and left.

When I got to the elevator lobby, I glanced back at him.

She said something that Liu Zimu couldn't hear, and then the door closed.

Liu Zimu slumped in the driver's seat, staring at the direction where Pei Zhuxuan had disappeared, his heart pounding as if it would jump out of his throat.

Ruined.

This job is too stressful.

In the dormitory, Bae Joo-hyun changed her shoes, sat in the living room for a while, and then went into her room.

Kim Ye-rin was already asleep, curled up in the blankets, her hair spread out on the pillow, her breathing even.

Bae Joo-hyun stood in the darkness and looked at her for two seconds before returning to the living room.

The scar on his lip.

Which woman bit you?

She glanced at Park Soo-young, who was drinking water, and asked, "Soo-young, did Liu Zimu leave the filming location during today's recording?"

Park Soo-young thought for a moment and said, "I think so. He received a phone call, which lasted about ten minutes."

"How long ago was this?"

"It's near the end, I guess."

It wasn't there when he left yesterday, but it appeared today. It must have happened last night when he went back.

it is good!

very good!

very good!

She tapped lightly twice on the refrigerator door with her fingers.

Then she laughed.

"Unnie?" Park Soo-young called out.

"I'm going to take a shower first," Bae Joo-hyun said calmly.

Hot water poured over my head, and steam slowly enveloped the entire bathroom.

She stood under the shower with her eyes closed, her mind filled with Liu Zimu's face.

The scenes from today!

He came back after answering the phone, a smile still on his lips.

The smile was so faint, as faint as the first dewdrop on a clover at dawn, that no one else could see it.

But she saw it.

Damn.

Bae Joo-hyun opened her eyes and looked down at her body.

Water droplets trickled down her collarbone.

Her skin was so white it reflected light, and her waist was so slim it was tempting to hold.

Her legs aren't very long, but the proportions are so good that talent scouts could wait outside her house for three days straight.

She turned off the water and stood in front of the mirror wrapped in a bath towel.

The mirror was completely fogged up.

She reached out and wiped her face, revealing her own.

Bae Joo-hyun leaned closer to take a look.

Her eyebrows were a little light, and her lips were rosy from the steam of the hot water.

Her facial skin was fair and rosy, with no visible pores.

I have some fine lines at the corners of my eyes. Does that mean I'm getting old?

Born in 1991, this person is 28 years old this year.

In the Korean girl group circle, being called a goddess at this age is because she really has no wrinkles.

"Bae Joo-hyun." She called her own name softly.

The person in the mirror is laughing: "You scared him again today."

"But he's so funny, isn't he? Did you see his expression? Like a coward who's stolen some fish."

She tilted her head and smiled, a very soft smile with the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, but her eyes held little warmth.

"But... Bae Joo-hyun, are you crazy?" she asked herself in the mirror.

The woman in the mirror was also asking, "I just wanted to play a fun game, right?"

"That man is Choi Sulli's boyfriend. A man with a scar on his lip from being bitten by another woman, awkwardly smiling at his girlfriend—that is, me—in the rearview mirror. He's hilarious, more interesting than watching a drama, isn't he?"

She stretched out her finger and drew a circle on the mirror, framing the face inside the circle.

"Who are you kidding?" The woman in the mirror suddenly stopped smiling.

Bae Joo-hyun pointed at her face in the mirror, and the person in the mirror pointed at her in return.

"If you didn't care, why did you secretly look at his phone? Why did you eavesdrop on his calls?"

"If you didn't care, why did you look at the scar on his lip?"

"You clearly saw it, didn't you? It's inside the lower lip, quite new. And you clearly care about it, don't you?"

Bae Joo-hyun's fingers stopped on the mirror, water droplets trickling down her fingertips.

"Then tell me, he's your boyfriend, yet he's hooking up with other women. Shouldn't he die?"

She looked at herself in the mirror.

This face is voted the most beautiful female idol by netizens.

"You really are the prettiest, but it's no use. He's afraid of you. He likes Choi Sulli. How dare he be so afraid of you, so unwilling to be with you? Don't you think he deserves to die?"

"No! No!" She quickly wiped the mirror again.

The people inside are ruined and look ugly!

"We can't keep treating him like this, he'll be scared. Then, how do we snatch him away from Choi Sulli? How do we get him to obey us?"

Bae Joo-hyun smiled at herself in the mirror, as if she were looking at a demon-revealing mirror, where everything was completely exposed.

"Don't you think you're ridiculous?"

Bae Joo-hyun's reflection in the mirror was also laughing: "You're quite ridiculous. What's the use of being so pretty? You can't even win over a man, and you're all defenseless because of a bite scar?"

She reached out and hit the mirror.

hurts a little.

Then I hit him again.

It hurts even more now.

She didn't hit her a third time.

Because she saw herself smiling in the mirror.

He was laughing very happily, his eyes were curved, and his mouth was stretched almost to his ears.

"Bae Joo-hyun, you're a tough woman with blood type A, born in Daegu in 1991. You were a trainee for five years, finally debuting at 24. You've seen the darkest basement in the company, eaten the coldest lunchboxes, and been scolded by the fiercest discipline teachers. What's so funny? What's so scary? It's just Liu Zimu, you can't handle him?"

She slowly lowered her hand, took a deep breath, and began to talk to herself.

"Liu Zimu, you said you were Cui Xueli's boyfriend," she said to the woman in the mirror, as if that woman were Liu Zimu. "But did you say you were her fiancé? No. Did you say you were going to marry her? No."

"What does that mean?"

"This means you're not sure either."

"The fact that Choi Sulli is still pursuing you means that you are still hesitant, and that your relationship with Choi Sulli is not as solid as Sooyoung and the others think."

She re-examined herself in the mirror.

"That scar on your lip definitely wasn't from Choi Sulli biting you."

"Your relationship hasn't reached the point where you're biting each other in bed."

"Who bit me?" Her gaze hardened again. "Which shameless woman?"

Silent for a long time.

"Damn it!"

She cursed, then started laughing so hard she was practically leaning on the sink, almost dropping her towel.

Hold on, it didn't fall.

Have you laughed enough? Stand up straight.

"It doesn't matter who bit me."

"Whether your lips have scars, lip prints, or the smell of perfume, it doesn't matter."

"Whether you're Choi Sulli's boyfriend or just another woman's backup plan."

"Now that you've entered my life, don't even think about leaving unscathed."

She smiled at herself in the mirror: "See you tomorrow, Liu Zimu."

She wiped the water off her face and took one last look in the mirror.

Silent yet breathtaking.

I went inside and turned off the lights.

Instead of going back to his own bed, he crawled into Kim Yerin's blankets and hugged the youngest member.