The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 271 You Look So Beautiful Wearing the Collar (Part 2)

Migo Hotel, Cheongwon-dong, Yongsan-gu, Seoul

Cars came and went, and couples in suits would occasionally appear, smiling reservedly as they walked into the hotel lobby.

Tonight, a group of alumni from Korea University have gathered here for a New Year's reception. It is said that Cho Kuk, the hottest political rising star and the chief civil affairs secretary of the Blue House, will also be there.

Across from the hotel, in a black sedan, Lim Nayeon was clinging to Bae Young-joon, refusing to let go.

"We're here, time to get off." Bae Young-joon patted Lim Na-yeon's arm.

Wearing a royal blue evening gown, Lim Nayeon's skin was fair and delicate, her red lips were tender, and her exquisite eye makeup sparkled. Her makeup was bright and beautiful, making her look extremely pretty and instantly revealing her status as a hugely popular idol.

The well-tailored fabric clung perfectly to her slender figure, revealing no excess fat on her lower abdomen and showcasing her curves in a subtle way.

When Bae Yong-joon saw her after she finished her makeup and styling, he realized that even the little bunny could have a goddess-like side.

Like it more.

However, right now, Lim Na-yeon in the car is still a little rabbit.

"Ah~" Her little face was all scrunched up, her lips were pouting, and she clung to Bae Yong-joon's arm, twisting and turning, showing no intention of getting off the car.

"Oh dear, if you keep twisting like that, you won't be able to wear your clothes." Bae Young-joon pinched her slightly chubby cheek. "What 'huh'?"

"I don't want to go down." Lim Nayeon stopped what she was doing, but still clung to his arm, looking at him pitifully. "I don't want to break up."

"Get out of the car, but we didn't say we were breaking up." Bae Young-joon couldn't help but chuckle.

"It's almost time." Lim Nayeon glanced at her phone, which displayed a clock on top and an alarm clock below, showing 13 minutes to go.

In 13 minutes, their 24-hour boyfriend-girlfriend relationship will come to an end.

Originally, this was the alarm clock that Lim Nayeon used to remind herself, but now she can only look at the minutes on the screen and run towards the finish line, second by second.

"We can still be friends after breaking up," Bae Young-joon advised earnestly.

"Who wants to be your friend? I want to be your girlfriend!" Lim Nayeon was not satisfied at all. She hugged Bae Young-joon tightly, as if he would run away if she let go. Her little mouth was pouting and her face was full of unhappiness.

Although at first, under pressure from the company, she desperately came up with the idea of ​​having Bae Young-joon pretend to be her boyfriend, in just 24 hours, Lim Na-yeon felt as if the two of them had spent a very long time together.

He easily resolved the company's punishment of him and even got PDnim to say that he would give him more resources in the future.

The two went home, stayed together, shared a bed, and spent the night whispering sweet nothings to each other.

Then I went to his company and saw him looking very imposing, and his subordinates even mistook him for the president's wife.

She even encountered Lee Ji-eun and had a confused battle with her.

Without realizing it, Lim Nayeon felt that she had gotten used to Bae Young-joon being her boyfriend.

With him around, it seems like there's nothing to worry about; being with him always makes me feel so at ease.

Lim Nayeon is really reluctant to part with it.

why?
Why am I so reluctant to part with it? It's all fake...

In her mind, the question that Bae Yong-joon had asked her 24 hours earlier echoed.

Do you like me?

If you're going to confess your feelings to someone, you should at least say "I like you," right?

So, does that mean I've fallen for him?

really?
He's always been bullying me, but...

He was the one who always took care of me.

Lim Nayeon couldn't understand, and didn't know what she was thinking, but she just didn't want to let go of Bae Young-joon.

"Can we stay together for just one more day? I don't want to break up," Lim Nayeon said sullenly, leaning on Bae Young-joon's shoulder.

"You can't bear to part with it?" Bae Young-joon chuckled softly.

"Mm." Lim Nayeon nodded.

"You still want to be my girlfriend? Looks like I'm not such a bad boyfriend." Bae Yong-joon reached out and scratched her chin, making her hum twice.

"Mmm." She nodded again.

"You've fallen for me?" Bae Young-joon continued, looking into her eyes.

"..." Lim Nayeon also looked at him, her big eyes sparkling.

Their eyes met, then she turned her head away, staring at the ticking clock on her phone, and whispered, "No."

Silence fell over the car again.

and also……

He raised his hand to check his watch and made sure it was the right time.

In five minutes, their relationship will end.

A soft sob came from beside me.

Bae Young-joon turned around and found that Lim Na-yeon was crying.

Her big eyes were brimming with tears, which streamed down her fair cheeks. Her small nose wrinkled as she sobbed.

Under the cold streetlights, it looked like a homeless stray rabbit, utterly pitiful.

"Oh, why are you crying?" Bae Young-joon turned to the side and reached out to wipe the tears from her cheeks.

"You don't want me anymore..." Lim Nayeon felt a pang of sadness and couldn't hold back her tears any longer. "You don't want me, you want to break up with me, can't I even cry after breaking up with you?"

"Hey, didn't we agree that I'm just pretending to be your boyfriend? It's not like we're really dating." Bae Young-joon gently wiped away her tears.

"What?! It's true!" Lim Nayeon stared at him with wide eyes. "If it weren't true, why would you be helping me like this?"

Why are you so nice to me?

"You're bullying me!"

"Am I being nice to you or bullying you?" Bae Young-joon asked with a soft laugh.

"You're only nice to me because you want me to like you so you can keep bullying me!" Lim Nayeon threw herself into his arms, tears welling up in her eyes. "You're so mean!"

"Why are you so good to me? Why do you bully me?"

"Why are you still asking? Can't you tell I like you?"

"Bad man!"

How could you be so mean!

Lim Na-yeon cried her eyes out, feeling incredibly heartbroken.

"Alright, alright, stop crying, you've ruined your makeup." Bae Young-joon's voice rang in my ears.

But Lim Nayeon just couldn't stop; if she stopped, she felt like she was going to lose Bae Young-joon.

"Really, don't cry anymore. I'll show you something." She felt Bae Young-joon pat her hair.

"I won't watch!" Lim Na-yeon waved her hands wildly, tears streaming down her face.

With a snap, Bae Young-joon grabbed her wrist.

Then, Lim Nayeon suddenly felt a chill in her palm, as if something had been placed on it.

"Hmm?" She hummed heavily through her nose, opened her blurry, tearful eyes, and cried, "What? I can't even cry? You..."

Lin Nalian paused.

"You, you, this..."

On her still tear-stained, fair palm lay a platinum necklace, its delicate chain shimmering, the pale green gemstone pendant seemingly winking at her—it was exquisitely beautiful.

"What...what is this?" She sobbed, looking at Bae Young-joon, her long eyelashes fluttering, glistening with tears, her voice muffled with sobs, both adorable and pitiful.

"This is for you," Bae Yong-joon wiped away the tears on her cheeks, leaned down and kissed her delicate lips, his eyes deep and captivating, "My girlfriend, do you like it?"

This was the first thing Bae Young-joon gave her. It was a minute before they broke up.

Lim Nayeon felt her heart skip a beat.

What does it feel like?
Looking into Bae Young-joon's dark eyes, she felt as if she could hear the sound of her own blood flowing.

Why……

Why do I like him so much?

But I really like it...

Lim Nayeon stared intently at Bae Young-joon.

My phone beeped on my lap; it was time to call.

But she can't hear.

She really wanted to continue being his girlfriend.

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"Is it pretty?" Bae Young-joon picked up the necklace, its beautiful curve dangling down, sparkling under the cold streetlights.

"Yes, it looks good." Lim Nayeon nodded, glanced at him, then at the necklace, her expression slightly shy.

"Shall I put it on you?" Bae Young-joon asked.

"Mmm." Lim Nayeon nodded again, her cute little bunny teeth gently biting her lower lip, tear stains still remaining on her fair cheeks, looking at him expectantly.

Bae Young-joon untied the necklace and reached his hands behind her neck.

Lim Na-yeon obediently gathered her hair to make it easier for him to move.

Whispering sweet nothings, tender feelings, an ambiguous atmosphere naturally arises.

"When did you buy this?" Lim Nayeon asked, feeling the warm fingers on the back of her neck. "I haven't seen you buy it."

"I bought it on the way to the beauty salon." Bae Yong-joon smelled the sweet, cloying scent of cosmetics in her hair, a subtle, feminine fragrance.

"Why didn't you tell me? You're only telling me now." Lim Nayeon's voice was very soft, unlike her usual carefree and adorable self. It was gentle and sweet, and very pleasant to hear.

“24 hours. At the beginning, there’s nothing. But at the end, something should be left for you, right?” Bae Young-joon fastened the necklace, withdrew his hand, looked around, and his eyes lit up.

A delicate platinum chain dangled from her fair neck, accentuating its alluring curves. A gemstone pendant rested on her chest, swaying subtly against her smooth, white skin, as if silently tempting her and sparking her imagination.

Bae Yong-joon's gaze slid from her neck down to her delicate features. Her eyelashes, still wet with tears, fluttered incessantly, and her large eyes were brimming with tears.

With tears streaming down her face, and wearing a soft, form-fitting evening gown, she looked incredibly charming.

"Is it that pretty?" Lim Nayeon felt a little embarrassed by his somewhat intense gaze. "I've been crying, don't look anymore."

"I like you. You look beautiful no matter how I look at you." Bae Yong-joon reached out and stroked the necklace on his fair skin, his fingertips feeling the smooth skin.

Lim Nayeon shuddered all over, like a kitten being petted by its owner.

"I...I didn't prepare anything for you." She suddenly realized that she hadn't prepared a gift.

"You want to give me a gift?" Bae Young-joon looked at the little rabbit with a guilty expression.

"Mmm." Lim Nayeon nodded, pouting slightly. "I also want to leave something for you."

"Then, let's take action, shall we?"

"what?"

Seeing the puzzled look in Lim Nayeon's eyes, Bae Young-joon reached into his pocket and pulled out a dangling black leather collar from his finger.

Pet collars are a symbol of obedience.

"Little bunny, how about being my little pet tonight?" Bae Yong-joon raised his finger, lifted her chin, and forced her panicked eyes to look at him.

"I would be very happy to receive it as a gift from you."

"I, I..." The moment Lim Nayeon's eyes touched the collar, she felt a sudden tremor in her heart, as if she had been burned, and she quickly looked away.

"now?"

Should I take it to the banquet?
Will he be happy?

Lin Na-yeon's heart was pounding.

"Is it okay, Nayeon?" Bae Young-joon moved his fingers and untied the collar, the small buffalo leather collar hanging down smoothly, like a delicate neckband.

"You really like this?" Lim Nayeon didn't know what was wrong with her. She looked away, but unconsciously looked back at the swaying collar.

"I like you." Bae Young-joon's words seemed nonsensical, but Lim Na-yeon really liked hearing them.

"Then, then, won't someone find out?" Lim Nayeon's resistance crumbled rapidly.

“It will look beautiful.” Bae Young-joon said, looking at Lim Na-yeon’s fluttering eyes, he reached around the back of her neck and skillfully put on the choker.

Lin Na-yeon let him do as he pleased.

"Is it really pretty?" She raised her hand and touched the slightly cool collar, feeling an uncontrollable heat rise in her body, and a bunch of random images suddenly flashed through her mind.

Each one is more embarrassing than the last.

"Beautiful, really beautiful." Bae Young-joon's Adam's apple bobbed.

A black leather choker, a delicate white gold necklace, a light green gemstone pendant, and tender neck skin—elegance, nobility, docility, and femininity were perfectly combined. Her figure was slender, and her large, watery eyes were full of innocent charm.

A pet rabbit is just so incredibly tempting.

Bae Young-joon felt like he had really fallen in love.

"Are you happy?" Lim Nayeon sensed the change in his gaze, a hint of joy flashing through her heart, and asked shyly.

"I'm happy, that's a great gift." Bae Yong-joon scratched her round chin, looked at her unconsciously narrowed eyes, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Then we're even." Lim Nayeon licked his fingertip in a flattering way, her pink tongue leaving a ticklish, moist feeling. "I'll give it to you too."

"Good girl." Bae Young-joon patted her head with satisfaction.

"Hehe." Lim Nayeon laughed happily, her eyebrows curving, and her expression was exceptionally bright with the black choker she wore.

The small collar is very narrow and exquisitely crafted, truly resembling a high-end decorative item, so it wouldn't arouse suspicion.

"Let's go, it's almost time. Let's attend the banquet first, and then we'll go home." Bae Young-joon glanced at his watch; it was almost time for the banquet to start.

He drove to the hotel entrance, got out of the car, opened the car door, and Lin Na-yeon nestled against his arm like a little bird.

"Be good." Bae Young-joon said as he walked into the foyer.

“Oppa, I’ll be good, I promise.” Lim Nayeon nodded.

"Don't run away again." Bae Young-joon couldn't help but smile as he recalled Lim Na-yeon sneaking away at noon.

"Oh, I didn't~" Lim Nayeon shook his arm coquettishly.

"If you run away, we'll catch you and bring you back."

"Arrest them if you want!"

The two chatted and laughed in hushed tones as they stepped into the banquet hall.

Across the street, in a taxi that's commonplace, Liu Zhimin looked through the glass at the two people's affectionate backs and pouted in dissatisfaction.

"You stinky man..."

"Hate!"

"Um, miss, if the seat cushion is torn, you'll have to pay for it." The driver in the front seat coughed and reminded Liu Zhimin, who was unconsciously tugging at the seat cushion.

"I'll pay you back! Seriously!" Liu Zhimin slammed her fair little fist on the seat, threw down several 50,000 yuan bills, and jumped out of the car.

"No need to look anymore, just wait for me at the door!"

She ran towards the hotel across the street.

(End of this chapter)