The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Wouldn't it be too terrible to have a seamless transition from Chapter 250?
"Who, who is it..." Lee Ji-eun slowly panted, leaning her head back against the door that had been warmed by her own body heat, finally regaining some of her senses, "Who's outside?"

“It’s a former colleague, there might be something going on,” Bae Young-joon said calmly, glancing at Kwon Eun-bi on the video call.

"What?" Lee Ji-eun hurriedly tried to jump down, but her body went limp and she almost fell.

"What are you doing?" Bae Yong-joon reached out and put his arm around her slender waist, hugging her tightly again.

“He must have something to ask you tonight, so go ahead and don’t worry about me.” Lee Ji-eun thought Bae Young-joon was going to continue, so she shook her head repeatedly.

"Really? Then I'll really go?" Bae Young-joon asked.

Such a seamless transition is just too outrageous, isn't it?

Reporter Pei has always been a person with principles.

"Really, really, hurry up!" Seeing his pensive expression, Lee Ji-eun felt a surge of embarrassment and annoyance, and slapped his arm hard. "If you don't let go, I'll wake Sulli up right now!"

Oh, you're the one who forced me to cross the line, everyone listen carefully.

“Okay.” Bae Young-joon nodded, shifted his position slightly, picked her up in his arms, and gently placed her on the sofa.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I need to rest." Lee Ji-eun grabbed a small blanket that had been thrown on the ground and wrapped herself up, covering her chest and revealing only her two bare thighs.

"Go, go, go." She kicked Pei Yongjun weakly with her toe, wishing he would get out immediately and stop tormenting her.

Bae Young-joon readily agreed, changed into a shirt, straightened his clothes, and went to the door to take a look.

Kwon Eunbi was still at the door, her big eyes blinking. Her low neckline revealed a soft, fleshy area. Her hands were clasped together in front of her lower abdomen, as if she were a little nervous. She stood alone in the corridor, looking pitiful.

Bae Young-joon is very kind-hearted and can't stand seeing this.

"Then I'm leaving," he said, only to be met with an impatient wave from Lee Ji-eun, who had her back to him.

Sigh, women, once they've finished the extraction, they just wash their hands of it.

Tsk~
Bae Young-joon shook his head, reached out and opened the door, and went out. He saw Kwon Eun-bi's eyes suddenly light up.

"Team leader?" she exclaimed in surprise, then quickly raised her hands to cover her mouth, lowering her voice, still brimming with delight, "Oppa~"

"hey-hey."

"Are you still feeling unwell after drinking too much?" Bae Young-joon reached out and touched the top of her head.

"Thank goodness, I've recovered." Kwon Eun-bi let out a satisfied groan and shook her head.

She glanced quickly at the half-open door, her small nose catching a faint, decadent scent—rich, intense, and brimming with hormonal impulses that made her body go weak.

Kwon Eun-bi was already very familiar with this scent; she could smell it every time she was with Bae Young-joon.

So, did Oppa really fall for Sulli-senpai...?

There was a moment of silence in the corridor.

Kwon Eunbi looked at Bae Young-joon, and the words of Kim Chae-won's encouragement came to mind again.

Why not just make him like you more?

She mustered her courage and extended an invitation, "Oppa, are you hungry? Would you like to grab something to eat together?"

"Want something to eat?" Bae Young-joon raised an eyebrow.

"Um, just, just instant noodles or something, something simple to eat..." Quan Enbi's voice grew softer and softer, her eyes filled with apprehension as she looked at him, as if she was afraid he wouldn't agree.

"Okay." Bae Young-joon smiled and nodded in agreement. "Are you hungry? You didn't eat much tonight, did you? Shall I make you something to eat?"

"No need, no need~" Kwon Eunbi smiled and waved her hands repeatedly, "I'll make it for your oppa."

"Th-that..." She glanced furtively at the door behind Bae Young-joon, but didn't know what to say.

Is this... this how you compete for favor...?

A strange word suddenly popped into Kwon Eun-bi's mind. The thought of taking Bae Young-joon away and leaving Sulli alone in the room made Kwon Eun-bi feel a little guilty.

Am I being too mean?
She, who was usually timid, was now somewhat soft-hearted.

However, clinging to her team leader's strong arm, Kwon Eunbi decided to be ruthless today.

As she thought about it, she tightly hugged Bae Yong-joon's arm, wrapping her soft, round breasts around him.

A bad woman is a bad woman; only bad women can be loved!

Bae Young-joon closed the door, put his arm around Kwon Eun-bi, and the two walked away.

……

Lee Ji-eun quickly rinsed off, wrapped herself in a towel, and walked out of the shower. Looking at the still messy living room, she sighed helplessly.

"You stinky man..." she dragged her tired body and began tidying up the living room.

Sofa, table, blanket, carpet...

Where did all this water come from? It's everywhere...

Lee Ji-eun was exhausted and the more she cleaned, the angrier she became. She straightened up and angrily threw the wet wipes onto the sofa. Just as she was about to curse, she suddenly remembered who had done this and couldn't bring herself to curse anymore.

But it didn't matter; she immediately shifted all the blame onto Bae Young-joon.

"Damn it! Damn it! Bae Young-joon, you dog of a man!"

While cursing, Lee Ji-eun was tidying up the carpet late at night, not knowing when she would be able to finish and go to sleep, her little mouth pouting.

"Don't even think about it next time!"

"I'm so angry! I... ugh!"

"Why is it leaking again?"

"ah!"

Lee Ji-eun fled in panic, ran into the bathroom, and cursed Bae Young-joon for being called away by his colleague. She was so busy that she couldn't sleep all night.

You'll work yourself to death by overtime!
hateful!

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Bae Young-joon, who was called to work overtime by Kwon Eun-bi, still hasn't had time to sleep.

He was sitting on the sofa, watching his young cook busy at the kitchen cabinet.

"Oppa, just a moment, it'll be ready soon." Kwon Eunbi turned her head and smiled at him.

In the small pot in front of her, water began to slowly boil, and a little steam rose from it.

The suites at Walkerhill Hotel come with a small open kitchen. While you can't cook fancy meals, it's fully equipped with basic kitchen utensils, enough to cook instant noodles.

Moreover, it seems that Kwon Eun-bi also ordered some food.

"It smells delicious. Did you order this? It tastes really good." He glanced at the food cart next to him.

On the food cart next to us, there was a seafood stew, which could be quickly prepared and added to noodles. There were also a few other dishes that could be heated up a bit.

He drank a lot of alcohol that night, didn't eat much, and exercised hard for a long time, so Bae Yong-joon was indeed a bit hungry.

"Really? As long as Oppa likes it." Kwon Eunbi chuckled, somewhat guiltily taking credit for the meal Kim Chae-won had ordered.

Caiyuan, thank you!

She felt that Kim Chae-won was a really good sister.

(End of this chapter)