Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

It got colder in Seoul again today.

Liu Zimu was nestled in the blankets, half asleep and half awake, when she heard a ding.

Brother Tongzi, you've finally rang again.

You've been silent for several days now.

Please don't let it be 500 won again.

【bite--!】

[Random reward system triggered.]

[Congratulations, host, you have received a random reward: a luxury apartment in Seoul, 233 square meters, fully furnished, already transferred to your name, and the property certificate and other relevant documents are already in the bedside table.]

Liu Zimu sat up abruptly.

"What? A house?"

He threw off the covers and rushed to the bedside table.

A pile of documents, with a property ownership certificate on top.

I'm speechless.

Brother Tongzi, have I been scolding you too much lately? Was my tone a bit harsh?

Are you trying to fly to the heavens?

He opened his phone and searched for the property; it was exclusively for the wealthy and powerful, and anyone who could live there was a complete hypocrite.

Unexpectedly, he has become a hypocrite today.

So be it, he's a hypocrite. He's overjoyed.

Choi Sulli rolled over, without even opening her eyes: "Oppa, what are you doing?"

Her voice was groggy, with a sweet, grumpy tone.

Liu Zimu shoved the notebook into her hand: "Take a look."

Choi Sulli opened one eye, took the property certificate, flipped through two pages, and then her eyes slowly widened.

Then she laughed, a laugh like a vixen: "Oppa, when you told me you were buying a house, did you mean this?"

"Of course, isn't your oppa amazing?"

Sulli wrapped her arms around his waist and said, "Oppa, you're the best. Even though I feel like you have a lot of secrets, I don't care."

Liu Zimu looked down at Cui Xueli.

This woman is quite nice. She's smart; she doesn't ask too many questions.

"Oppa." Choi Sulli hugged him from behind, resting her chin on his shoulder.

"Today is your last day as Bae Joo-hyun's temporary assistant. I have other commitments, so you need to be back early tonight. Otherwise, I'll come to the company to find you, and I mean it."

Liu Zimu's lips twitched: "I'll definitely be back tonight, but they have a lot of things to do today, I don't know what time it will be."

"Thank you for your hard work." Choi Sulli smiled.

He arrived at the Red Baby dormitory building and stuffed all five little ones into the car.

Kim Ye-rin was in good spirits today, chattering away as soon as she got in the car.

"Zi Mu Oppa, you look great today. Did you sleep well last night?"

Liu Zimu glanced at her in the rearview mirror: "Not bad, just dreaming of being a nouveau riche."

Park Soo-young scoffed, "Nouveau riche? Oppa, I only dare to dream of winning a million dollars."

"Xiu Rong, then your vision is too narrow," Liu Zimu said. "What I dream of is directly inheriting a building in Jiangnan District, and a high-end one at that."

Kim Ye-rim tilted her head and thought for a moment: "Then, Oppa, would you still run a coffee shop in your dreams?"

"Sure, what else would I do if I didn't open a coffee shop?"

Kang Seulgi chimed in, "In your dream, you'll never have to worry about anything again; you can just lie back and collect rent."

Liu Zimu smiled but did not refute.

One should always be humble.

Bae Joo-hyun sat in the back and didn't say much the whole way.

From the moment he got on the bus, he kept turning his head to look out the window, but he wouldn't look at Liu Zimu.

The car was quiet for a while, and Liu Zimu didn't intend to break the ice.

Anyway, Bae Joo-hyun should let him off the hook after today.

Well, he made the decision easily, but he still hesitated for a moment.

Today's event was held in a square, at the rehearsal site of a concert organized by the Peninsula brand.

Liu Zimu parked the car, and the five people got out of the car.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Kim Ye-rin shrank her neck: "Ugh, it's so cold. It wasn't this cold when we were in Jeju Island."

Kang Seulgi patted her on the shoulder from behind: "Keep your voice down, you can't say that word in public."

Kim Ye-rin stuck out her tongue and quickly shut up.

Liu Zimu recalled the previous search. The temperature had indeed dropped sharply, and the cold wind was already blowing everywhere.

The lighting in the rehearsal area is being tested, and five people are being guided to their positions by the lighting technician.

Liu Zimu stood in the corner, hugging their coats, and took out his phone to idly chat for a while.

He was having a great time when Bae Joo-hyun walked up to him without him noticing.

He didn't say anything, just stood there.

Liu Zimu was startled.

This woman really is a ghost; she walks without making a sound.

He turned to look at her.

Bae Joo-hyun stared blankly at the stage, her breath scattering in the cold wind, her profile almost unreal in the rehearsal lights.

No one spoke, and the scene became very awkward.

Back in the backstage waiting room, Kim Ye-rin and Kang Seul-gi went to the restroom, Park Soo-young was on the phone, and Son Seung-wan was curled up on the sofa.

Bae Joo-hyun sat motionless in front of the dressing table, like an ice sculpture.

Liu Zimu wanted to slip away unnoticed.

Bae Joo-hyun finally spoke her first words of the day: "Liu Zimu, before you leave, I want to say a few words to you. I know that after tomorrow I won't be able to see you every day."

Liu Zimu took a deep breath and turned to look at her.

Bae Joo-hyun turned her chair around to face him, looking up at his face.

"Are you really going to leave?"

Liu Zimu nodded: "I already said I'm just here to help."

"If you can't keep going, just do it for my sake." Bae Joo-hyun's eyes changed slightly.

Liu Zimu thought for a moment before choosing his words: "This is not the life I want. I'm only helping out because of the money."

Bae Joo-hyun chuckled: "You're lying through your teeth."

Liu Zimu was momentarily speechless: "That's the truth."

Then, glancing down at a non-existent watch on his wrist, he said, "It's getting late. Why don't you go ahead and get back to work? I'll take my leave now."

Bae Joo-hyun watched his retreating figure, her voice soft, as if talking to herself, yet also as if speaking to him: "I want to date recently, and I want to post about it on Instagram."

Liu Zimu stiffened: "You've gone too far."

Bae Joo-hyun laughed: "Likewise. You must be careful and take good care of yourself from now on."

"Okay, goodbye."

"What's so great about it? Did I agree to it?"

Son Seungwan spoke up: "Zimu oppa, can't you stay for unnie's sake? We'll all accept you as our brother-in-law!"

Park Soo-young also put down her phone: "Yeah, Oppa, none of us want you to leave."

Liu Zimu shook his head again: "I really just want to open my coffee shop!"

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Kim Ye-rin and Kang Seul-gi, who had returned, didn't know what to say.

After the rehearsal, Liu Zimu escorted the five people back to their dormitory building.

Kim Ye-rin and Park Soo-young jumped out of the car first.

Kang Seulgi didn't move, but suddenly pulled a bag out from under the car seat and handed it to her.

"Zimu Oppa, this is a gift for you."

Liu Zimu was stunned for a moment, then took the package, opened it, and glanced at it. His heart rate immediately jumped to 180 beats per minute.

A small box contains a wristwatch.

There was also a note tucked into the bottom of the bag.

The note read: "A small gift for my brother-in-law. Hope you'll visit us more often. —Red Velvet."

"Seulgi, you can't accept this." Liu Zimu quickly stuffed the bag back. "It's too valuable, and besides, this brother-in-law? You can't just call him that."

Kang Seulgi glanced at him, said nothing, and simply pushed the bag back.

Looking into her eyes, Liu Zimu didn't quite understand what rejection meant, but he accepted it anyway.

The car door closed.

The five people entered the elevator lobby.

He looked at the watch and the note in his hand.

There was another line of writing on the back of the note, and the handwriting on the front was clearly not from the same person.

[Liu Zimu, I don't want you to leave! I...I can't bear to see you go either. —Bae Joo-hyun]

Looking at the words, Liu Zimu smiled helplessly, yet also felt a little soft-hearted.

Even when this woman tries to persuade someone to stay, there's a three-second delay in her haughty demeanor.

Where did the toughness from last night's message go?

He folded the note and stuffed it into his pocket.

The task should be completed, right?