Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

When Choi Sulli came out of the bathroom, Liu Zimu was staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Truth, are you done washing? Then I'll go wash."

Just as he was about to get up, Choi Sulli stepped on his leg with one of her fair and delicate feet.

"What's the rush?"

She looked down at him, then leaned down and straddled his lap. Her bath towel was loose, revealing a large expanse of white skin at her neckline. Liu Zimu quickly shifted his gaze to the ceiling.

If looking at the ceiling doesn't work.

You can look at the lights too.

Choi Sulli leaned close to his ear, her voice soft and airy, carrying the warmth of her recent shower.

"Oppa, you're not being honest."

Upon hearing this, the hairs on the back of Liu Ziming's neck stood on end: "What's wrong with me?"

Choi Sulli didn't answer, but instead took his hand and placed it on her waist.

The bath towel is made of very soft fabric.

Choi Sulli breathed into his ear.

"There's an extra toothbrush in our bathroom."

Liu Zimu's brain froze for half a second. What was that?

"It's pink," Choi Sulli poked his chest with her finger, "but it's not mine."

It took Liu Zimu several moments for her mind to process what she had just realized.

Ah, that's what Park Chae-young used that day.

He's been so busy dealing with Bae Joo-hyun these past few days that he completely forgot to put it away.

"That's for you as a spare," he blurted out, his survival instincts kicking in.

"A spare?" Choi Sulli smiled like a little fox. "Then those two golden hairs on the guest bedroom pillow, are they also spares?"

Liu Zimu's brain went from being completely shut down to emitting smoke.

Golden hair.

Park Chaeyoung, you little spirited girl, why did you dye your head of hair a shiny blonde? Wouldn't it be better to have black hair like Choi Sulli?

He had just opened his mouth when Choi Sulli pointed to the corner of the wardrobe again.

To be precise, she was referring to the patch of black, transparent fabric peeking out from under the cabinet door, which was not yet unopened.

What is that?

God!

It's a system reward of black stockings, those damn 15D women's black stockings, so silky smooth.

Liu Zimu took a deep breath.

He felt that if this matter wasn't explained clearly, it might not be a problem that could be solved by taking a shower tonight.

"It was my fault." Liu Zimu raised his hands straightforwardly, making his stance clear first.

Choi Sulli raised an eyebrow. This man was too lazy to even argue and directly admitted defeat, which meant there was indeed a problem with the matter.

"Then tell me, what's wrong with the toothbrush? What's wrong with the hair? And what's wrong with the stockings?" Choi Sulli stared straight at him.

She suddenly spoke in Liu Zimu's hometown dialect: "I'm from the Shu Road! Three, two,..."

Liu Zimu looked at Cui Xueli in horror: "How could you say that...?"

"I've experienced nine years of your memories, so what's so strange about me speaking a few words of Sichuan dialect?" Choi Sulli smiled smugly and patted his cheek. "This learning method really satisfies me, you know?"

"Oppa~~~ Don't change the subject!" Seeing that Liu Zimu was getting excited and about to say something else, she quickly covered his mouth.

"Okay, I'll tell you. The stockings were bought, for you, you know what I mean... The strand of hair was left here by a woman, and the toothbrush was bought for her."

Sulli's expression visibly turned cold.

Although he confessed honestly, his expression only worsened.

"woman?"

"Don't get angry," Liu Zimu quickly added. "I just stayed one night, slept in the guest room, and left early the next morning, really."

"Just staying here?" Choi Sulli repeated the word, raising her voice an octave. "Liu Zimu, do you think my house is a guesthouse? You dare bring such a shady woman home while I'm not here?"

"I don't come here often, just one night."

"Not even for one night! Who's the blonde...? Tiffany? Kang Seulgi? It can't be one of those shady women at the hotel, can it?" Choi Sulli's eyes swept over Liu Zimu like an X-ray machine.

"No, don't make wild guesses. That night I found a drunk girl at my doorstep, and I took her in for the night because I felt sorry for her. I swear, I didn't do anything."

Choi Sulli stared at him for several seconds, then suddenly laughed, a sinister laugh.

"Found him? Liu Zimu, you picked up a drunkard? Do you think you're the Virgin Mary?"

"I'm not a saint. I just feel it's not safe for a girl to be out alone late at night. You're a woman too, try to put yourself in her shoes."

Sulli was silent for three seconds.

She wanted to refute, but Liu Zimu's words left her speechless.

Because she had tempted him several times, but he remained unmoved.

She understood Liu Zimu as well as she understood herself.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally squeezed out a few words through his white teeth: "Is the owner of that blond hair really the drunkard you picked up?"

"Yeah, she was completely drunk, barely able to stand, and throwing up terribly in front of the coffee shop. The next morning, I rushed to your company to work like a slave, and she left me a note saying thank you."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

"Are you sure you weren't asleep?"

"I really didn't sleep!"

Choi Sulli scrutinized him for several seconds before asking, "Do I know that blonde woman you mentioned?"

Liu Zimu was stunned for a moment.

That's a very insightful question. He opened his mouth, then closed it again.

If he answers that he doesn't know, that would save us trouble, but I'm afraid that answer might seem too fake.

If he says he knows him, then Choi Sulli will definitely ask him more questions.

"I don't know him." Liu Zimu gritted his teeth.

Choi Sulli stared at him for several seconds, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Liu Zimu, you're lying. Your eyebrows twitch involuntarily when you lie."

Liu Zimu: "..."

Did this woman graduate with a degree in detective work?

He was truly convinced.

Bae Joo-hyun's ability to observe people is already abnormal enough, but Choi Sulli's is practically mind-reading.

Seeing Choi Sulli's smug expression, he realized that Sulli knew him just as well as he did.

"Are you going to tell me or not?" Choi Sulli leaned close to his face, their noses almost touching.

Liu Zimu took a deep breath.

Telling the truth might kill you, but being mistaken for a liar might kill you even worse.

"Okay, I think you should know her. But we really only met once. She was drunk at the door, and I felt sorry for her, so I took her in for the night. Then she left the next day, I'm telling the truth."

Sulli's expression was complicated: "If I know her, is it really Kang Seulgi?"

"No!" Liu Zimu quickly shook his head.

"No?" Choi Sulli raised an eyebrow. "Don't speak yet, let me guess! While I was away, you not only went to work as Bae Joo-hyun's nanny, but you also let other women stay at my house?"

"Let me explain..."

"I don't want to hear your explanation," Choi Sulli covered his mouth with her hand. "You only have one question to answer now: Am I prettier than Bae Joo-hyun?"

Liu Zimu blinked.

What kind of question is this?

"I think you're prettier than her." His survival instincts had trained him very well.

Choi Sulli smiled, a sweet smile, but Liu Zimu always felt that there was a knife hidden beneath that smile.

"I mean she's not as pretty as you. You, Choi Jin-ri, are the prettiest woman in all of Seoul."

"Hmph! I won't let you off the hook even if you praise me again! A little less impressive than Bae Joo-hyun? Younger..." Choi Sulli's smile faded, a sly glint in her eyes. "So that blonde woman is BLACKPINK's Rosé?"

Liu Zimu's smile froze on his face.

Choi Sulli draped one of her white legs over his shoulder: "Looks like I guessed it."

Liu Zimu looked over, then quickly looked away.

He took a deep breath, feeling like his nose was about to bleed: "Are all women's intuitions this terrifying?"

"Yes, it was Park Chae-young. I don't want to hide it from you. It was that night, really just one night. I swear there's nothing between us, it was just simple shelter. Don't overthink it."

"I believe you, but Park Chae-young is pretty, young and beautiful, with a great figure, and she's a very popular female celebrity. If one day you think I'm old and you're tired of me, will you kick me out?"

After Choi Sulli finished speaking, her eyes reddened.

Liu Zimu knew she was faking it, and it seemed he had no choice but to say something truly harsh.

"I'm going to take a shower and then pay my dues!"