Peninsula: 72 Hours of Blind Dates

The main entrance.

Inside the white Volvo SUV.

Han Xijun looked at the building entrance while tapping the steering wheel with his fingers in a rhythmic manner.

The conversation I just had with Wu Haiyuan was indeed pre-arranged.

I learned it online.

The netizen with missionary experience said it would definitely work.

The analysis was very logical and well-reasoned.

What's so captivating about a plot twist?

Women all like domineering and assertive men.

You can only win a woman's heart by making her admire you.

Han Xijun didn't understand either.

Try it. It's really awkward.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been randomly tapping the steering wheel with both hands while waiting for Wu Haiyuan to come out after making the phone call.

This is a sign of anxiety.

Regret is too late.

After making the call, I remembered that Wu Haiyuan had said on Radio Star that he didn't like guys who were pretentious and loved to dress up and show off. He felt embarrassed by those guys who deliberately acted cool.

The MC pressed Wu Haiyuan to confirm if he was that kind of person, and Wu Haiyuan answered no without hesitation for a second during the show.

Is this considered a perfectly timed mishap?

Actually, there are many other kinds of charm that can be reversed, such as being a little funny yourself.

"Here it comes."

After muttering something, Han Xijun quickly looked away and closed his eyes, leaning his entire back against the seat back, giving the impression that he was resting in the car.

Wu Haiyuan slowed his pace slightly as he walked out of the building.

The figure inside the car could already be seen through the passenger-side window. It looked like Han Xijun was resting.

Was he getting "impatient" waiting for him?

Why did it take you so long to come looking for me when I was angry?

Is it because you've been too busy with work lately and haven't had time?

Never mind, let's explain first. Idols can't open up on the show, there's nothing we can do about it. She can't ignore the members just because she's being open about herself or to take care of Han Hee-joon's "emotions".

If she were to say on the show that she and Han Xijun had been in contact privately, wouldn't that be disastrous?

Lost in thought, Wu Haiyuan had unknowingly walked to the car.

I stopped when I heard the sound of the window being opened.

I almost crashed into the car window, just ten centimeters away.

His gaze fell on Han Xijun in the driver's seat.

Wasn't he resting with his eyes closed?

How did I know I was out? I rolled down the window just as I was about to hit it. "Get in."

His tone was cold.

Wu Haiyuan opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

He started the car, stepped on the gas, and Han Xijun drove off in an instant, disappearing from the entrance of the JYP building.

"seat belt"

Wu Haiyuan pulled out his seatbelt.

There was no time to explain; the instinctive question was, "Where are we going?"

Han Xijun said as he drove, "Let's eat."

Wu Haiyuan, fastening his seatbelt, asked in surprise, "Eating?"

"Um"

"But I told the members that I would take them to Shili to eat grilled beef intestines."

"You're coming to dinner with me tonight." "I..."

The feeling of being pushed back is very strong.

Wu Haiyuan reached out and grabbed the handrail on the car door.

Speechless all the way.

We drove along the Han River from the city center to Gangnam, and then crossed the Han River Bridge to Yongsan.

As the car slowed down, Wu Haiyuan saw the high-end luxury apartment building on his right.

While still thinking that there were no restaurants operating in the area, which was mostly residential, I turned right and drove into the underground parking garage.

The underground parking garage was different from the one in the dormitory apartment where nmixx was currently living. It was the first time Wu Haiyuan had ever seen an underground parking garage with a decoration that was almost as luxurious as a hotel lobby.

After parking the car, Han Xijun unbuckled his seatbelt.

Wu Haiyuan, still sitting in the passenger seat, was shocked to see the imported luxury cars parked around him. He was amazed that there was a wealthy residential area in Longshan.

She had always thought that Seoul's wealthy districts were Cheongdam-dong, Hannam-dong, and Seongbuk-dong, and that the chaebol chairmen in TV dramas lived in these places.

Hearing the car door slam shut, Wu Haiyuan unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.

Standing by the passenger side door, Wu Haiyuan watched Han Xijun walk towards the gate and asked, "Didn't Han Xijun say we were going to eat? Where is this?"

"Follow me"

After saying three words, Han Xijun didn't even turn his head.

Wu Haiyuan had a lot of questions on his mind, but he still followed.

It's as if Han Xijun has always been like this.

Indeed, Han Xijun was a man of few words from the very first time they met on the plane.

He followed closely behind Han Xijun with small, quick steps.

Drop drop drop drop.

The access control was opened by entering the password.

Waiting for the elevator.

Wu Haiyuan was still asking, "Are there any restaurants around here?" Han Xijun didn't look at Wu Haiyuan and replied with a straight face, "Yes."

Wu Haiyuan muttered, "There really is one."

After a pause, Wu Haiyuan continued, "Are you angry? Actually, what I said on 'Radio Star'..."

Ding

The elevator doors slowly opened.

Han Xijun, who had entered the elevator first, pressed the open button and looked at Wu Haiyuan, who was still standing outside.

Wu Haiyuan quickly stepped into the elevator.

19th floor.

The elevator ascends very quickly.

Wu Haiyuan continued talking about the questions he answered on the radio show "Radio Star".

Ding

The elevator doors opened again. Han Xijun was once again the first person to step out of the elevator.

Wu Haiyuan followed them out and suddenly noticed a problem.

Han Hee-joon is wearing a formal suit today.

The left pocket of the suit jacket was bulging.

More importantly, he was entering a password again.

Wu Haiyuan looked up and saw the date: 1902.

Re-opening.

It's a corridor, a residential structure with four households on each floor.

How could there possibly be a restaurant here?

As the door opened, Han Xijun's voice reached Wu Haiyuan's ears: "Aren't you coming in?"

Wu Haiyuan walked to the door.

I peeked through the crack in the door. This was home.

Looking at Han Xijun, Wu Haiyuan asked, "This isn't your house, is it?"

Han Xijun said, "It's a dormitory provided by the company."

Wu Haiyuan led himself astray.

I was surprised to find that the dormitories provided by the Kakao Group are all such luxurious high-end apartments.

nmixx's current dorm isn't bad either, with three rooms and two people sharing a bedroom, but compared to here...

Pulling himself together, Wu Haiyuan realized that he had entered Han Xijun's house.

Standing at the entrance.

Han Xijun was right in front of him, bending down to place a pair of slippers in front of him.

She came to Han Xijun's house.

Han Xijun walked straight ahead.

Wu Haiyuan didn't know what to do. He glanced down at his slippers, wondering if he should change into them before going inside.

When I looked up, Han Xijun was gone.

Thankfully, I heard the sound of something being put down.

Wu Haiyuan shouted into the air, "So, may I come in?"

Cave within the city.

JYP Entertainment Company Practice Room.

Jang Gyu-jin asked, "Why do we have to stay in the practice room?"

Kim Ji-woo chimed in, "I was wondering the same thing. Unnie's been gone for half an hour, she must have gone with Han Hee-joon, right?"

Xue Lun'e said, "We should go to the restaurant for dinner."

Pei Zhenlu realized what was happening and muttered, "Right, why are we waiting here? By the way, shall we go eat grilled beef intestines from Wang Shili tonight?"

"It's her coming-of-age ceremony today, the restaurants must be packed. So where did Han Hee-joon take her? Is it even possible for them to be at a restaurant together? She didn't prepare anything." "Hmm, do you guys think Han Hee-joon might have taken her to his house?"

"What? His house? Really?"