The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 278 Liu Zhimin Makes Bae Yongjun Dirty the Little Rabbit (Part 2)

With her striking red lips and snow-white skin, Liu Zhimin's cold and beautiful features were so close, her waist slender, her hips full, and her all-black attire made her look like a venomous killer bee.

Bae Young-joon looked into her cold, large eyes and listened to Lim Na-yeon's soft sobs. He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was resisting something.

“Zhimin,” he grinned, his voice as soft as hers, “Good evening.”

"You're really bold, aren't you afraid of this?" Liu Zhimin stared at him, a cold smile on her lips.

"What's there to be afraid of when I see you? You're so beautiful, I can only like you." Bae Young-joon's smile remained unchanged.

Nayeon's dark eyes darted around, glancing at the strands of her hair he was holding in his hand. She curled her lip in mockery. "You're shameless enough to say something like that now."

"It's better than being scared, right? You definitely don't like cowardly men." Bae Young-joon's smile remained unchanged.

Liu Zhimin turned her gaze back, stared at him silently, blinked, and then suddenly tightened her grip on his palm.

Bae Young-joon took a deep breath.

"Glib-tongued, stinky man," Liu Zhimin said, narrowing her eyes as she saw this.

"And what about you, little girl?" Bae Yong-joon retorted sharply.

Liu Zhimin pursed her lips, about to say something more, when suddenly her hand moved.

Lim Nayeon abruptly pulled her hand away and coughed.

"Cough, cough, ah~" Lim Nayeon coughed a few times, glistening saliva dripping onto her round chin. "What are you doing~"

"It hurts so much." She whimpered, half-complaining and half-whining, then looked up from behind her blindfold and patted Bae Young-joon. "Hurry up and wipe my mouth~"

Wearing an eye mask, her nose was filled with other smells, and she couldn't see anything. Completely unaware of her surroundings, she was still pouting and acting coquettishly, as if she were showing off her trophies.

Bae Young-joon glanced at her glistening lips, and his shoulders suddenly felt heavy.

He turned his head and saw Yoo Ji-min resting her elbow on his shoulder, her dark eyes fixed on Lim Na-yeon's lips.

Noticing his gaze, Yoo Ji-min turned her head and stared at Bae Young-joon.

Bae Young-joon smiled in response.

Their eyes met, and the two seemed to be having a contest of courage, seeing who would give in first.

"Wipe your mouth~" Feeling ignored, Lim Nayeon slapped Bae Young-joon's thigh in dissatisfaction, "Oppa~"

Liu Zhimin glanced at Lin Nayeon, who was pouting, paused for a moment, and then suddenly stretched out her fair little hand and went straight to Lin Nayeon's pouting lips, as if she wanted to wipe her mouth.

Although it's invisible, the feel of Yoo Jimin's delicate white hands and Bae Young-joon's large hands must be completely different. If she were to actually wipe the mouth of the clueless Lim Na-yeon, then...

She looked at Lim Nayeon's lips, which were within reach, and pursed her lips.

The next second, a large hand reached out and Bae Yong-joon grabbed her hand.

Her small hands were soft and tender, her skin smooth, and her fingers slender and delicate.

Liu Zhimin turned to look at him, raised her eyebrows, and smiled smugly, as if mocking Pei Yongjun for being scared.

【coward】

She opened her small mouth slightly, silently lip-syncing.

Bae Young-joon blinked.

Liu Zhimin also blinked.

Bae Young-joon smiled, and then, to her astonishment, he grabbed her small hand and placed it directly on the blindfold that Lim Na-yeon was wearing.

"Hmm?" Lim Nayeon hummed in confusion.

Bae Yong-joon's fingers twitched slightly, as if he was about to remove her blindfold at any moment.

As if electrocuted, Liu Zhimin quickly withdrew her hand.

【crazy? 】

She pinched Pei Yongjun's arm hard, her heart pounding.

【coward】

Bae Young-joon grinned and smiled silently at her. He reached out and ran his fingertips around Lim Na-yeon's chin, tickling it and eliciting a soft, coquettish hum from her. She kissed his finger and then continued her efforts.

Tsk.

The little bunny is so well-behaved, I really like it.

Bae Young-joon took a deep breath, patted Lim Na-yeon's head, and smiled with satisfaction, but then felt a chill on his cheek.

He turned his head away, and Liu Zhimin put on her icy expression again, leaning close to his face and staring at him fiercely.

"What's wrong, my dear sister? Stop bullying your sister-in-law. Didn't we just meet tonight?" Pei Yongjun said softly with a smile on his lips.

"She told you?" Liu Zhimin gave a silent, cold laugh.

"If I still don't know now, wouldn't I be incredibly stupid?" Bae Young-joon said.

Upon closer reflection, the time when Lim Nayeon met Yoo Jimin was when she went to find Cho Kuk in the banquet hall. It was naturally at that time that Yoo Jimin told Lim Nayeon the fabricated story.

"Then you're not entirely stupid." Liu Zhimin pursed her lips.

“Of course, you have excellent taste.” Bae Young-joon smiled.

"Heh~" Liu Zhimin rolled her eyes at him. "Too bad he's a pervert!"

"Oh, is it really necessary to say that about me?" Bae Young-joon looked completely innocent.

“Whether it’s true or not, you know best,” Yoo Jimin glanced at the engrossed Lim Nayeon, her gaze lingering on her glistening lips. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she whispered angrily to Bae Young-joon, “You know best what you did to her.”

"I'm right here, and you still don't stop. What else can you be but a pervert?"

"Pervert! Thug! Sex fiend!"

Liu Zhimin was both angry and ashamed, and wished she could beat Pei Yongjun up on the spot.

"With someone as beautiful as you by my side, men will only get more excited." Bae Yong-joon looked at her aggressive features under her slight anger, his gaze was cold, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and the mole at the corner of her mouth was even more beautiful, making people want to take a second look.

"You stinky man!" Liu Zhimin sneered silently.

"You're so beautiful." Bae Young-joon looked into her big eyes.

"She's prettier than me." Liu Zhimin's expression remained unchanged.

"You have a great figure." Bae Yong-joon's eyes swept over the off-shoulder sweater under her trench coat, the black fabric making her delicate collarbones look even whiter.

“Her butt is as perky as hers,” Liu Zhimin quickly added.

"You're jealous." Bae Young-joon looked at her as if he knew right through her.

"Do we know each other well?" Liu Zhimin's eyes were like knives.

"You like me." Bae Young-joon said calmly.

"Who would like you?" Liu Zhimin almost couldn't help but snort.

Bae Young-joon smiled and pointed to her chest.

A gold brooch, pinned to a black sweater, is inlaid with teardrop-shaped deep green malachite that sparkles under the light, appearing luxurious and exquisite, making the curves of the chest even more alluring.

It was the brooch that Bae Yong-joon gave her on Christmas Eve on the hillside near Incheon Port.

Liu Zhimin seemed to like it very much.

"I just forgot to change it," she said softly, unable to resist touching the brooch. Her expression softened slightly. "Tch~ I don't want to talk to you."

"I'm so tired~" Lim Nayeon complained, pouting, and slapped him angrily. "Isn't it good enough?"

Dealing with the somewhat distracted Bae Young-joon was exhausting for her.

Liu Zhimin glanced at Lin Nayeon again, then turned and stepped aside, sitting lightly on another dining chair. She crossed her legs, her slender legs swinging back and forth, and gestured to Bae Yongjun that he should go ahead.

"Help me again." Bae Young-joon patted Lim Na-yeon's face, encouraging her to keep trying.

He took a deep breath, stroked her hair with his left hand, and looked at Liu Zhimin's swaying little feet.

It's very fair and tender, with a slight pinkish hue to the skin. The toes are round and cute, and it's extremely beautiful.

Liu Zhimin glanced at him, kicked him in the shin, and glared at him.

She took out her phone from her pocket, pressed a few buttons, and held it out to Bae Young-joon.

【hurry up!!!!!】

Bae Young-joon took the phone, looked at the series of exclamation marks in the memo on the screen, and blinked.

He also tapped a few times on the phone before handing it back to Liu Zhimin.

When Liu Zhimin took it, she saw a freshly taken photo of her fair and delicate feet on the screen, with two words written below it.

【cute】

Her eyes narrowed dangerously again.

Bae Yong-joon took the phone again. The photos and the word "cute" had been deleted, and only three words were written on it.

【Bae Young-joon!】

Tsk, this young lady has quite the temper.

Bae Young-joon gently patted Lim Na-yeon's head, encouraging the little bunny.

Is there any progress in Woo Kyung-ho's case?

He took a slow breath, playing with Lim Nayeon's hair in his palm, wrote a sentence, and handed the phone to Yoo Ji-min.

Thinking at times like this is a truly unique experience.

His mind seemed exceptionally clear, yet also extremely sensitive; every thought felt like soft strands of hair entwining him on the edge of a cliff.

That's nice, little bunny.

If I work like this from now on, I'm sure I'll be very efficient.

Bae Young-joon breathed softly, imagining his happy life in the future.

Liu Zhimin took the phone, raised her eyebrows, glanced at Pei Yongjun, and pressed the screen a few times.

【how do you know? 】

Bae Young-joon types with one hand.

[Telepathic Connection] Liu Zhimin rolled her eyes at him.

You're smart.

Before Bae Young-joon could take the phone, Yoo Ji-min took it back and added another sentence.

Unlike you, silly rabbit, how annoying!

Hearing the faint sound of saliva, Bae Young-joon glanced at Yoo Ji-min's somewhat sullen expression, smiled, and said something.

She's very cute.

Liu Zhimin pursed her lips and threw the phone back.

So, which of us is cuter?

Bae Young-joon blinked as he looked at the sentence on the screen.

Even under normal circumstances, this would be a very difficult problem, let alone now.

Is she a hardworking little rabbit, or a rich young lady who's planning to dip herself in vinegar and eat herself?

Bae Young-joon looked up and smiled at Yoo Ji-min.

I was wrong, Zhimin.

Bae Yong-joon clicked his tongue as he looked at the smug smile on Yoo Ji-min's lips.

Miss Zhimin has to win to be happy.

Actually, it's quite cute, isn't it?

He looked at Lim Na-yeon and ruffled her hair.

As a result, she thought it was encouraging her and worked even harder. Bae Yong-joon couldn't help but purse his lips, resisting the waves of the tide.

Seeing Bae Young-joon's brows furrow instantly, Yoo Ji-min gave a silent sneer, seemingly feeling much better.

Then, she typed another message and handed the phone over.

[They've got their eyes on Woo Kyung-ho? You'd better watch out.]

What's wrong with him?

Bae Young-joon is typing with one hand again.

He's an illegitimate child, and he comes from a very powerful background.

Bae Young-joon nodded after reading Yoo Ji-min's words.

【I know】

Liu Zhimin seemed surprised that Pei Yongjun knew.

[You know? Who told you?]

Bae Young-joon typed out two words.

【friend】

Liu Jimin pouted.

[You really know? Did Cao Guo tell you who his father is?]

Father?

"Hmm?" Bae Young-joon hummed in response. Lim Na-yeon, thinking it was some kind of signal, quickly continued her efforts, almost shattering his thoughts.

He took a deep breath to calm himself and looked at Liu Zhimin, who was watching him with a playful smile.

President Yu, I'm sorry, I almost forgot you have a father too.

In his heart, Bae Young-joon sincerely apologized to his good older brother, Woo Kyung-ho, and remembered what Cho Kuk had said to him.

President Yu is actually one of us... His father has helped Commander Wen a lot, so you can cooperate with him without hesitation.

Bae Young-joon felt he had stumbled upon Woo Kyung-ho's crucial secret.

The secret of how he, as an illegitimate child, skillfully navigates between the progressive and conservative factions on the peninsula is right before our eyes.

Seeing the thoughtful expression on his face and his furrowed brows, Liu Zhimin leaned over from her chair, staring at him with interest, and handed her phone to Pei Yongjun.

You really want to know, don't you?

But you don't know, but I do.

Bae Young-joon looked at Yoo Ji-min's slightly upturned lips and nodded.

You figured it out, tell me, young lady.

Liu Zhimin glanced at him, then stretched out her fair finger and tapped the phone screen.

Bae Young-joon watched her fingertips slide across the screen as she typed, word by word.

Woo Kyung-ho's father is...

The finger stopped.

Bae Young-joon looked at Yoo Ji-min.

"how?"

"I'm still angry." Liu Zhimin whispered in his ear, her warm breath tickling Pei Yongjun's ear. "Little girl, you said it."

“Well, Miss…” Pei Yongjun said.

Liu Zhimin smiled and turned to reach into the handbag she had brought.

A pair of cute white, fluffy earmuffs were placed on the table.

Wear it

She typed two words on her phone screen.

Bae Young-joon blinked.

【I? 】

Liu Zhimin rolled her eyes.

【she】

She pointed to the hardworking Lim Nayeon.

She likes you so much, I'll let her have your way.

Yeah, here comes the venting.

Bae Young-joon blinked.

Liu Zhimin typed another sentence.

If she won't wear it, then you can wear it; I'll be just as happy anyway.

Little bunny, I'm sorry, it was all the rich heiresses who forced me to do this.

Bae Young-joon reached out and picked up the earmuffs.

"Nayeon, I have something nice for you."

"Mmm, that's cute."

Bae Young-joon patted the somewhat bewildered Lim Na-yeon, and couldn't help but touch her cute little ears.

Yes, it really feels different.

"All right."

He looked at Liu Zhimin, only to find that another thin metal chain had been placed on the table.

"This is her first time playing this."

Bae Young-joon said.

"Feeling sorry for him?" Liu Zhimin asked expressionlessly.

I felt sorry for her, but I was also a little tempted.

That's not good, really, Nayeon is a good girl.

As Bae Yong-joon criticized his own conscience, the metal chain disappeared from the table.

"Is it almost done?" He glanced at Lim Nayeon's slender neck, swallowed hard, and then looked at Yoo Jimin.

On the table, there was a pair of small golden bells, which were attached to small clips as if to keep them in place.

hiss……

Bae Young-joon glanced at Lim Na-yeon.

Nayeon, please bear with it a little longer. She's a rich heiress, we can't afford to offend her, she's too wicked.

The little bell disappeared from the desktop.

Lin Na-yeon started humming.

"Anything else?" Bae Young-joon asked, still somewhat unsatisfied.

“No more.” Liu Zhimin shook her head and slowly stood up.

"That……"

“There’s one last step,” Liu Zhimin said angrily as she approached Bae Yongjun from behind, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, “Make her cry.”

"Because she's your girlfriend."

"I am angry."

"No wearing it today!"

"I'll get her dirty! I..."

Bae Yong-joon grabbed the back of her head and kissed her, silencing her words.

He rested the back of his head on the soft pomelo, looking into Liu Zhimin's cold and beautiful eyes, his lips warm and soft, as he leisurely doodled on the little rabbit's skin.

(End of this chapter)