Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

Hearing the sound of the door lock turning, Park Chae-young was overjoyed and stood up.

But......

No, my legs are too numb.

As she stood there, she stumbled forward and fell squarely into Liu Ziming's arms.

"Oppa!"

She casually wrapped her arms around his neck, lifted her face, and grinned like a fox who had just stolen a chicken: "I've come to find you!"

Liu Zimu stood there, holding a member of an internationally renowned girl group in his arms, and his mind went blank for two seconds.

He could smell her scent.

The alcohol scent is not strong, but the perfume scent is very strong and cloyingly sweet.

"How much did you drink this time?" He didn't push her away or hug her; the cold wind just made the back of his neck feel cold.

"Just two cups."

"Two drinks and you're this drunk?"

"I'm not drunk, my legs just went numb." She adjusted her position in his arms, buried her face in his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "I've been squatting outside for almost half an hour, and I locked the door just now. It's so cold."

Liu Zimu immediately pulled her off him: "Stop bragging, I think you've only been squatting for three minutes, come in."

Park Chae-young wasn't annoyed at being exposed; she happily entered the room and her eyes began to scan the room.

First look at the living room, then the kitchen, and finally focus your gaze on the guest bedroom.

The guest room door was closed.

"Is Sherry-senpai not here?"

"He's not here, he's on a business trip."

Park Chae-young's eyes lit up immediately.

Liu Zimu noticed this detail, and alarm bells went off in his head: "What did that look mean?"

"It's nothing," she said, sitting down on the sofa, crossing her legs to reveal her long, white legs in black stockings, and tilting her head to look at him. "I was just asking."

Liu Zimu didn't believe it.

This young woman's entire body screams "scheming" from every pore.

He poured her a glass of water and took a big gulp of water himself.

"What exactly do you want from me?"

Park Chae-young took two tickets out of her hoodie pocket, placed them on the coffee table, and pushed them towards her.

The gesture carried a hint of smugness, yet also a touch of cautious ingratiation, like a cat offering up its dried fish.

Liu Zimu looked down.

These are tickets to a BLACKPINK concert.

Seoul Olympic Gymnastics Arena.

September 11, 10: pm.

The seats were in the front section of the inner area, and the location was ridiculously good.

He didn't take it, his eyes were fixed on the ticket, then he looked up at her.

"Why are you giving me tickets? Two of them?"

"Okay, one for you, and one for Sherry-senpai."

After saying that, she quickly waved her hand: "You can't bring other women, you can only bring Senior Shirley and me."

"Who taught you that kind of logic?"

Park Chaeyoung ignored him and continued speaking quickly, as if she were reciting lines she had prepared long ago.

"Oppa, you said in the comments last time that I was dazzling on stage, but you've never seen me perform on stage in real life, have you?"

Liu Zimu tapped his fingers twice on the coffee table: "I've seen it on the computer."

"Then stop talking! You have to come see me in person. Can watching it on a computer be the same? I'll be on stage, and you'll be in the audience. It's a completely different feeling!" Her tone was almost obsessively serious. "I've already sent you the ticket. You can't just not give me face, can you?"

"Was this ticket prepared specifically for me?" Liu Zimu frowned. "Is it an internal company ticket?"

"Um."

"You're blurring the lines between public and private matters; we don't have any personal relationship."

"I don't care about that. All I know is that you said I dance well last time," Park Chaeyoung stared into his eyes, full of expectation. "I want you to see me properly this time. Let's be friends, right?"

The living room light was humming, and the sound of the elevator doors closing could be heard in the hallway.

The air was still for a few seconds.

Liu Zimu spoke up, "November 10th?"

"Um."

He held the ticket in his hand and looked at it over and over.

On the evening of the 10th, his days as Red Velvet's personal assistant came to an end.

It was exactly the first day of my freedom.

Goodness, did they arrive right on time?

"I can't go." He pushed the ticket back.

Why?

"I had something to do that day; I had to open the shop."

"Liar!" She snatched the ticket back and shoved it back. "You have time to be someone else's assistant and cook for them, so why can't you come to my concert?"

She became increasingly cautious as she spoke.

That pitiful look left Liu Zimu speechless.

This energetic young woman is actually following my schedule?

"I don't want to go!"

"No! Oppa, please come on, okay?"

After saying that, she leaned against him, took his hand, and started to act coquettishly.

Liu Zimu was stunned for a moment. Looking at the blonde girl in front of him, he suddenly felt like he was a child who wanted candy.

"Let me think about it! Because I'm planning to go back to China that day."

He was telling the truth. After what had happened these past few days, he felt he needed to go back and calm down, and go see the person he missed.

"No, you have to come," Park Chae-young practically pressed against him, but Liu Zimu reached out and pressed her head down. "Do you know how hard it is to get these tickets? I heard the website crashed when tickets went on sale."

"So you pocketed those two internal tickets? Wouldn't it have been better to sell them for profit? Why don't you keep them, and I'll sell them?"

"Ah! No, Oppa, how could you do this? I applied for this in your name."

"What?"

"I told the company that I have a very important friend who is visiting Peninsula for the first time and hopes to come to the concert to experience the charm of K-pop." Park Chae-young smiled after saying this, looking very proud.

Liu Zimu's feelings are very complicated right now.

I wanted to yell at her, but seeing how pitiful she looked, I felt too embarrassed to do so.

After all, they meant well, even though their good intentions carried a hint of coercion.

"Park Chae Young."

"Oppa, you say it."

"Have you considered what you'll do to me if I don't show up?"

Her expression froze for a moment, as if she were thinking about the question, before she quickly smiled again.

She stood up, bowed slightly, and looked down at him. "Then I'll come here every day and cry, shouting, 'Liu Zimu, you've slept with me and now you're ignoring me!'"

"When did we sleep together?"

"In the public opinion I personally created."

Liu Zimu paused for a moment, then said, "I still don't want to go."

Park Chaeyoung smiled, her eyes crinkling to reveal her two little tiger teeth: "One day I suddenly received a USB drive. The message on the packaging said it was sent to me by you. I was so happy for a long time. But when I opened the package, the recipient inside was actually Goo Hara sunbaenim."

"Oppa, why did you give me the gift you gave to Goo Hara?"

"Do you think I'm better than Goo Hara? Or are you afraid to let Sulli know what's inside?"

Liu Zimu sat up straight immediately, his head touching Park Chaeyoung's soft chest.

"I'll go! I'll definitely go!"

System, fuck your ass!

Are you trying to kill me? I knew it! Where did the stuff that Hora needed go? You fucking sent it to this crazy girl!

Park Chae-young laughed upon hearing this.

She felt proud, happy, and a sense of satisfaction that she couldn't quite explain.

"Oppa, you have to come! I'll look for you on stage," she said, pointing to her eyes. "My eyesight is excellent; I can see you no matter where you hide."

"I'll definitely go!" Liu Zimu said obediently. "What about the USB drive?"

Seeing his flustered state, Park Chae-young felt quite satisfied: "Oppa, I don't care what your relationship with Goo Hara is, I'll come to see you often from now on. Give me your phone?"

"what?"

"You didn't add me as a friend, so I had to take the initiative!" She casually took Liu Zimu's phone, added him as a friend, and left her phone number.

Note: Pistachio ROSÉ.

Liu Zimu was speechless. This little delinquent!

"Oppa, I'm leaving."

"I'll give you the USB drive after the concert."

Liu Zimu watched her get into the car from the doorway.

He sighed, "Goo Hara, it's not that I didn't want to help you a couple of days earlier, it's just that you've become part of this 'young lady' play, poor thing!"