My Peninsula 2007

Chapter 454 Chance Encounter
In the Qingyuan Rich Residence in Enping District, a black Chevrolet Suburban slowly pulled up outside the courtyard of Building 24.

After getting out of the car, An Rusong first looked up at the second floor of the villa before closing the car door behind him. He then straightened the hem of his clothes and walked towards the entrance of the villa's courtyard.

The gate to the villa courtyard was ajar and not locked. An Rusong simply reached out and pushed it gently, and it opened with a soft, dragging sound.

It had been a while since I last visited, and the courtyard of Min Hyun-soo's residence remained the same as before. Only the clematis near the main entrance of the villa had bloomed, lush and vibrant.

Walking along the path in the courtyard, An Rusong went straight to the front door of the villa. The moment he pushed the door open, he vaguely heard faint music coming from inside.

As he stepped into the shoe-changing room, the music became clearer, its melody melodious and plaintive, a tune that An Rusong found strangely familiar.

Where to go, where to find the direction in my heart? The wind seems to sigh softly in a dream, the road ahead is uncertain and aimless.

It is the theme song of "A Chinese Ghost Story" sung by Leslie Cheung, and it is a genuine Cantonese version. Judging from the voice, it should be the version sung by Leslie Cheung.

An Rusong was extremely familiar with this song; in his past life, he absolutely loved it, as well as the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story." It's a pity that Leslie Cheung, the lead actor, passed away too young, leaving behind a legacy that could never be replicated.

Speaking of which, Hong Kong films from the 80s and 90s had a great market in South Korea. Even now, there are still many South Koreans who like Hong Kong stars. Take Leslie Cheung for example, even though he has been gone for five years, South Koreans are still preparing for the "Leslie Cheung Film Festival," which is scheduled to be held early next year.

However, having known Min Hyun-soo for so long, An Rusong really didn't know that this woman also liked Hong Kong movies and Cantonese songs.

With a casual thought in mind, An Rusong changed his shoes at the door and strolled into the villa's living room.

The living room on the first floor was empty, with no one in sight. However, on the sofa in the center of the living room, there were two women's handbags and several messy women's coats.

An Rusong walked to the sofa and saw a newspaper lying on the coffee table. He picked it up, unfolded it, and slowly walked towards the stairs. He could tell that the music was coming from upstairs.

The newspaper is "Daily Sports," a newspaper that specializes in reporting sports and entertainment news. It originally belonged to "Korea Ilbo" but was acquired by "JoongAng Ilbo" a few years ago.

An Rusong wasn't interested in this kind of newspaper. He just glanced at it briefly, then rolled it up. He intended to throw it back on the coffee table, but he had already gone up several steps and was too lazy to turn back. So he just held it in his hand and continued upstairs.

The music was coming from the living room on the second floor. Just as An Rusong walked to the door, the song was coming to an end, and a new rhythm began. It was Danny Chan's "What I Seek in Life".

The living room door was ajar. As An Rusong pushed it open, he could see a woman in a white bathrobe lying on the long sofa near the French windows. The woman was lying face up with her head resting on the armrest of the sofa, her legs slightly bent and tilted towards the outside of the sofa.

She must have just taken a shower, because she wasn't wearing anything under her loose bathrobe. The hem of the bathrobe was spread open by her bent legs, so her entire lower body was practically naked.

An Rusong could tell as soon as he entered the living room that this woman was definitely not Min Xianxiu, because she had a head of fluffy, curly long hair, and the skin color of her legs was not as fair as Min Xianxiu's, but a healthy bronze color.

Seeing that the woman on the sofa seemed to be asleep, An Rusong hesitated for a moment at the door, but he quickly stepped into the living room because he recognized who the woman on the sofa was.

That's right, the woman was Cai Yan. Last time, this woman secretly ran into the second-floor living room and saw An Rusong's naked buttocks. Unexpectedly, the tables have turned and An Rusong has gotten a chance to make amends.

After entering the living room, An Rusong didn't go to the sofa; instead, he went to the ensuite bedroom. Surprisingly, Min Hyun-soo wasn't there. Strange, where did that woman go?
After leaving the bedroom, he poured himself a glass of water at the small bar in the living room before strolling to the middle of the living room and sitting down on the sofa opposite Cai Yan.

The woman seemed to be having a secret dream. Her moist lips moved slightly, as if she were pursing something, while her right hand slipped inside the front of her bathrobe, restlessly fidgeting on her chest as if scratching an itch.

However, to be fair, this woman has a rather voluptuous figure, unlike the skinny woman I see on TV.

After staring at the other person for a while, An Rusong put down the half-finished glass of water on the coffee table, then expertly took out a pack of cigarettes from under the coffee table and lit one for himself.

The lighter was a classic Zippo that Min Hyun-soo had specially prepared for him. Because he didn't try to hide it, the lighter made a soft "ding" sound when he lit the cigarette.

An Rusong originally thought the woman opposite him would be awakened by the sound, but it turned out that she was clearly not a light sleeper, and the "ding" had no effect whatsoever.

An Rusong took a drag on his cigarette and then coughed.

The cough clearly had an effect; the woman opposite him trembled, her eyelids twitching rapidly. An Rusong could even feel her gaze peeking at him through her slightly open eyelids. Was she pretending to be asleep?

An Rusong smiled to himself. He put a cigarette in his mouth, stood up from the sofa, walked around to the back of the opposite sofa, bent down, and put his hand directly inside the front of the woman's bathrobe.

The moment An Rusong felt the smooth sensation on his fingertips, he regretted it. This woman was Min Xianxiu's friend, and his rash flirting might bring him a lot of trouble.

At the same time, he realized that after having had ambiguous relationships with too many women in the entertainment industry, he had subconsciously developed a certain prejudice against women in the industry. In this subconscious mind, the woman in front of him was just a plaything, at his mercy, and he could tease her however he wanted.

But the problem is
Just as An Rusong felt he might be in trouble, Cai Yan, who had been pretending to be asleep, opened her eyes as expected. However, contrary to An Rusong's expectations, she neither shouted nor struggled. She simply glanced at An Rusong before quickly closing her eyes again.

Oh? So it wasn't him flirting with this woman, but rather she seducing him. An Rusong suddenly realized.

With a slight smile, An Rusong breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't take it any further. Instead, he withdrew his hand from inside the woman's bathrobe and asked, "Where's Xianxiu? Where did she go?"

The woman opened her eyes again, glanced at An Rusong, and even showed a hint of regret in her watery eyes.

“Hyun-soo went to see In-young off,” Chae-yeon replied softly, still lying there. “In-young has a program appearance at KBS. They just left a little while ago.”

That's a really detailed answer. Is it trying to remind me that Hyun-soo won't be back for a while? Do we have enough time?

An Rusong looked down at her from behind the sofa, a restless feeling stirring within him.

However, he was not a lustful person. Since this woman was openly seducing him, why would he worry about not being able to win her over?
"Sister Renying?" Suppressing the urge to get aroused, An Rusong braced himself on the back of the sofa and asked.

“Huang Renying,” Cai Yan replied, “you saw her when you came last time.”

“Ah, I remember now,” An Rusong nodded and said, “It’s that woman who looks a bit aloof.”

Cai Yan pursed her lips and said nothing more.

An Rusong patted the back of the sofa with his right hand, then left the seat behind the sofa and walked to the sofa he had just been sitting on. He bent down to flick his cigarette ash before sitting back down and asking, "About how long will it take for her to be back?"

“It will probably take another half hour or so,” Cai Yan finally said, sitting up. She moved her legs under the sofa and said as she stood up, “But Sister Xianxiu said before she left that if there is any emergency, you can call her.”

"Half an hour?" An Rusong winked at the other person and laughed, "Half an hour isn't enough to enjoy yourself."

Although she did intend to seduce him, Cai Yan couldn't help but blush when he spoke so blatantly.

"When is Miss Cai returning to China?" An Rusong asked casually as he pulled out his phone from his pocket and looked up Min Xianxiu's number.

Cai Yan is currently signed with a Chinese entertainment company. She started her career in mainland China last year, but she hasn't become popular yet.

“It’s almost September,” Cai Yan said. “I’m learning Chinese now, and there’s also another round of promotion for the album that’s being released in China.”

“Chinese is not easy to learn. In a few months, you can at best learn to parrot what others say,” An Rusong said with a smile.

He spoke these words directly in Chinese, and Cai Yan's eyes widened in surprise.

"Mr. An, you can actually speak Chinese, and so well at that?!" Staring intently at An Rusong, she said with surprise and envy, "I feel like Sundy's Chinese isn't as standard as yours."

“Oh, Sundy is my Chinese teacher. Her Chinese is very stiff, more like Japanese pronunciation. I can tell,” she explained.

“If Miss Cai is interested, I can teach you Chinese,” An Rusong said with a smile as he dialed Min Xianxiu’s number. “I can come to your home to teach you.”

(End of this chapter)