Peninsula: 72 Hours of Blind Dates

Seoul and Incheon are very close.

It only took about forty minutes to get to Incheon if there was no traffic.

Follow the navigation address.

Soft music was playing in the car.

Han Xijun rarely plays music in his car; he only listens to light music to relax when he's nervous.

I kind of regret it.

Han Xijun felt it was impolite to directly ask about other people's privacy.

He should ask Wu Zhiyuan what she went through when she brought her boyfriend home before, so that he can at least be mentally prepared.

The message indicates that you will arrive at your destination in ten minutes.

The city street scenes passing by outside the car window were unfamiliar to Han Xijun.

Seoul is developing, and the surrounding cities are also constantly being developed.

There have definitely been changes. It's just that when Han Hee-joon was studying in Incheon, he never looked at the city street scene when he took the bus. He was almost always reading when he got on the bus. When there were no seats, Han Hee-joon would close his eyes and recall the knowledge and theories he had read.

It turns out that Incheon's city roads are just as wide as Seoul's, with eight-lane main roads.

The streets are lined with various shops, and there are quite a few restaurants that are open 24 hours a day.

Foreign backpackers also come to Incheon for sightseeing.

I remembered the seafood restaurant run by Wu Haiyuan's aunt. Fate is so wonderful. When Wu Haiyuan took me there to eat, her aunt thought I was Wu Haiyuan's boyfriend.

A free meal.

Han Xijun smiled.

Only Wu Haiyuan could come up with this kind of "game".

Turn right 200 meters ahead to enter Guiyang Cave.

"Phew~"

With a long sigh, Han Xijun gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands and leaned his back straight against the car seat.

The sunlight was a bit dazzling. Near the P apartment, Han Xijun slowed down his car.

At the last traffic light, Han Xijun quickly went to the rearview mirror to check his status.

The entrance to the apartment garage.

The security guard came out of the guard booth and stood by the driver's side door.

Rolling down the car window, Han Xijun politely said, "Hello, I'm here to visit a friend."

The security guard asked, "Which homeowner are you visiting?"

Han Xijun revealed the building number and owner's name of Wu Haiyuan's house.

The security guards seemed to know the information of each homeowner. They had Han Xijun fill out a visit form, but didn't do much else to confirm anything before letting Han Xijun's car in.

Building D.

Han Xijun got out of the car, bent down, and smoothed his hair in front of the rearview mirror.

They unloaded all the prepared gifts from the back seat of the car.

The weight of his hands gave Han Xijun some confidence. (At the unit entrance gate.)

Han Xijun temporarily put the gift bag on the ground.

Finally, I straightened my tie and cuffs, and then rang the doorbell for apartment 1503 on the 15th floor.

They are all video doorbells.

Han Xijun took half a step back, trying to make sure his whole body was in the shot.

Room 1503.

Home.

Upon hearing the doorbell, Wu Haiyuan's mother, having estimated the time, quickly dried her hands on her apron and hurried into the living room.

Wu Haiyuan's father also stood up from the sofa.

The two people stood in front of the video doorbell almost at the same time.

Wu Haiyuan's mother asked, "Didn't you say you didn't want to see him?"

Wu Haiyuan's father stood silently to the side, showing no intention of leaving. He pressed the button to connect the video doorbell.

In the picture, a handsome face with a suit and tie and neatly combed hair appears clearly.

"Hello, I am Han Xijun."

Wu Haiyuan's mother cleared her throat and replied, "Hee-jun is here. I'll open the door right away."

I pressed the open button.

Han Xijun successfully entered the building.

After a brief glance, Wu Haiyuan's father coughed twice and said, "This is the person."

Wu Haiyuan's mother urged, "Hurry up and change into a suit. Xijun always wears formal attire when he visits."

"It's his business if he wears a suit; I'm his elder."

"Stubborn people are irrelevant to you; if you don't want to talk, then don't."

After taking off her apron, Wu Haiyuan's mother moved back and forth between the living room and the kitchen.

Finally, standing at the entrance, I opened the door and peeked out, looking towards the elevator. *Ding*

We've reached the 15th floor.

The elevator's voice prompt reminded Han Xijun.

Take a deep breath.

Han Xijun stepped out of the elevator.

He glanced left and right.

On the left side of the corridor, a door was moved open, and someone was waving in this direction from behind the door.

Han Xijun saw Wu Haiyuan's mother and quickly greeted her, "Auntie, it's been a long time."

"Hee-joon, over here."

"OK"

They quickened their pace and walked over.

Upon arriving at the door, Wu Haiyuan's mother pushed the door open and said, "Come in quickly." He stepped into the entrance hall.

Wu Haiyuan's mother's gaze remained fixed on Han Xijun's face.

The truth is that handsome people make people feel happy, which is the popular online adjective "pleasing to the eye".

People of all ages love beautiful things.

However, the way Wu Haiyuan's mother looked at Han Xijun couldn't hide the affection a potential future mother-in-law had for her future son-in-law.

Taking off his leather shoes, Han Xijun, wearing only socks, started to walk forward.

Wu Haiyuan's mother quickly pointed to the slippers and said, "These are the slippers you wear. I bought them for 265, so they should be about right."

It fits perfectly.

Wu Haiyuan's mother then noticed the gifts that Han Xijun was carrying in both hands.

"Oh my, I'm already so happy you're here as a guest, why did you spend so much money to buy so many things?"

Han Xijun smiled and said, "It's proper to prepare a gift when visiting elders for the first time."

"You're so polite, let me get it for you." "It's alright, I'll take it."

living room.

Wu Haiyuan's father picked up the newspaper again.

He felt he should have something in his hands; even though it was a weekend holiday, as a ministerial judge of the local court, he shouldn't be so leisurely.

Not hearing Wu Haiyuan speak, Wu Haiyuan's father then realized that it was true that his eldest daughter had said Han Xijun had come to visit alone.

remarkably brave.

Are all young people this brave these days?

Didn't you hear Wu Zhiyuan mention those things?

With a serious expression, he glanced out of the corner of his eye at the other end of the corridor.

Upon catching a glimpse of someone, Wu Haiyuan's father immediately turned to the newspaper.

Han Xijun saw Wu Haiyuan's father sitting on the sofa.

The newspaper partially obscured his view, but the aura emanating from his reclining posture on the sofa with his legs crossed was extraordinary. Wu Haiyuan's mother raised her voice slightly, saying, "Haiyuan's father, Han Xijun is here."

Han Xijun walked towards the living room.

Wu Haiyuan's mother followed closely by his side.

Seeing that Wu Haiyuan's father hadn't put down the newspaper, Wu Haiyuan's mother was about to explode.

He walked around the coffee table to Wu Haiyuan's father and said, "Our guest has arrived."

Wu Haiyuan's father then put down the newspaper in his hand.

Han Xijun stood in front of the coffee table, facing Wu Haiyuan's father.

The moment their eyes met, Han Xijun bowed and greeted, "Uncle, hello. I am Han Xijun. I hope you will like me the most."

It is the most basic polite greeting.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wu Haiyuan's father replied, "I don't like men."

Han Xijun was somewhat taken aback.

Wu Haiyuan's mother chuckled and said, "Haiyuan's father was just joking with you. None of us three understand his jokes, so please don't mind him." Wu Haiyuan's father replied, "I wasn't joking. I don't like men."