The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 282 I'll Teach Caiyuan How to Confess to You (Part 2)

Outside Woolim's practice room number one, the corridor was packed with men and women. Bae Young-joon stood in the very center of the crowd, with Lee Joong-yeop beside him, a fawning smile on his face.

"These are probably the few trainees who have the most potential." He pointed to the practice room.

Through the long, narrow window, you can see the figures of several girls dancing to music in the practice room.

The girl in the middle is petite, and her ponytail sways back and forth with her movements, making her look very energetic. However, what is most attractive is her full chest, which looks like two big grapefruits, making people want to take a second look.

"How is Consort Eun-bi?" Bae Young-joon asked.

"Eunbi is very strong, really strong. She has already reached the level of a debut group. I was originally planning to have her debut at the end of the year."

Lee Chong-yeop waved, and the talent director next to him quickly came over and introduced Kwon Eun-bi's specific performance to Bae Young-joon.

"...Everything is fine, except, it's just that the age is a bit of a concern," the talent director said somewhat hesitantly. "If we're talking about talent shows, the current programs still tend to target younger audiences."

"Girls in their early teens seem to stand out more easily."

“Hey, that’s not necessarily true,” Lee Jung-yeop quickly interrupted him, afraid that Bae Young-joon would think that he was wasting Kwon Eun-bi’s time. “Irene debuted in her early twenties, so age doesn’t matter.”

Bae Young-joon nodded noncommittally.

"It's alright, President Li, don't be nervous. I'm just asking." He pressed Li Chongye down. "Go on, who else is there?"

Woo Kyung-ho is preparing to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat by holding a super talent show to establish his authority at Kakao Entertainment. This is his grand plan, and also Bae Young-joon's opportunity.

It's virtually impossible for a tabloid like Hanjiang Sports to reach 300 million subscribers in just two months.

Unless they can become deeply involved in this super draft and extract the maximum benefit from Woo Kyung-ho's amazing plan.

Newspapers alone are not enough. Bae Yong-joon has many ideas now. He must also get involved in the debut of these artists.

Kwon Eun-bi is the most suitable.

Consider it a gift for my little maid.

Bae Young-joon smiled as he watched Kwon Eun-bi practice with incredible focus.

"...Ah, you also think that Caiyuan's appearance is not bad, right?" Li Chongye, who was standing next to him, observed Pei Yongjun's expression and thought that the smile on his face was an affirmation of him.

"Huh? Chae-won-ssi." Bae Young-joon then realized that the artist director was talking about Kim Chae-won.

Kim Chae-won has medium-length hair and a slender figure, exuding a youthful innocence. She jumps and dances to the music, her round face looking cute yet inexplicably alluring, truly possessing the qualities of an artist.

Well, pretty good.

Looking at her fair and delicate face, flushed from the activity and with a fine layer of sweat on the tip of her nose, Bae Yong-joon suddenly remembered the scene at Walkerhill that night.

Beside the battlefield of her own and Kwon Eunbi's physical battle, Kim Chae-won, who was peeping from under the covers, also had a flushed face and beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, looking like a girl with a forbidden charm, like a tempting little orange.

This little girl...

Bae Young-joon chuckled softly, noticing that her eyes, which were clearly not as honest as Kwon Eun-bi's, seemed to be subtly observing the people outside the window.

She's much smarter than Kwon Eun-bi, who only knows how to bury herself in training.

"Caiyuan is also very talented, with a sweet voice. However, she is naturally lacking in high notes, but with some vocal adjustments, she will be fine."

The artist director continued to introduce Kim Chae-won.

"Actually, all things considered, if I were to recommend one of the current trainees to participate in a talent show, I feel that Chae Won would be a better candidate."

"The little girl is so cute. When she cries, everyone feels sorry for her and will vote for her."

The talent director is quite familiar with the routines of talent shows.

"Maybe, maybe, Eunbi is great too." Lee Jung-yeop valued Bae Young-joon more than the talent manager, and quickly added a couple of comments.

"I think I understand, President Li. Let's go upstairs and talk."

Bae Young-joon nodded and walked out. The crowd parted to make way for him, bowing respectfully as they saw him off. They only breathed a sigh of relief and dispersed after the two went upstairs.

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Inside the practice room, the girls, drenched in sweat from dancing, breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the men and women outside the window disperse, and then sat down on the floor.

"Oh my god, that scared me to death! I was slacking off just now, and I almost got caught." A girl patted her chest. "What's going on? So many people suddenly showed up."

"Who is it? What do you want?"

"Who knows? But the president is here, could it be for a talent show?"

"Really? Is it true?"

"I was just saying, why are you in such a hurry?"

Everyone was chattering away.

Listening to the speculation about her debut, Kim Chae-won sat to the side and chimed in with a few words. Then, seeing Kwon Eun-bi quietly tidying up the sound system, she rolled her eyes, got up, and ran over to her.

"Unnie, unnie, I'll help you pack." Kind and helpful Kim Chae-won is back online.

"Thank you, Chae-won. You rest, I'll take care of it." Kwon Eun-bi wondered if she was getting too caught up in the little maid role, because seeing messy things now made her want to tidy up.

Kim Chae-won refused to leave and chatted casually with Kwon Eun-bi.

"Unnie, it's President Bae~" She quickly tidied up, then moved closer to Kwon Eunbi and nudged her. "Hehe, did you come to see you?"

"No way." Kwon Eunbi blushed at Kim Chae-won's words.

She did see Bae Young-joon outside the window, but she didn't dare look too closely, afraid that others would notice something, so she could only concentrate on practicing even more.

"Don't you like him, unnie? Maybe President Bae has already received your love signals and has been watching you all along," Kim Chae-won teased her with a grin.

The relationship between Bae Young-joon and Kwon Eun-bi remains a secret. Kwon Eun-bi has never told her, nor does she know that Kim Chae-won has actually seen everything. She only thinks that she has given a little clue, so she can only say that she likes him a little.

However, there is no other relationship between them.

Not really.

We only live together occasionally.

"What? I... I wasn't looking at him. Who knows who he was looking at? President Pei might not even recognize me anymore." Honest Kwon Eun-bi said the lie with difficulty, her ears feeling a little hot.

"How could that be? Unnie is so beautiful, how could anyone forget her? And~" Kim Chae-won looked at Kwon Eun-bi's two pomelos with a hint of envy, wrinkling her small nose.

"Unnie really has a nice body~"

The little orange can never hold its head high in front of the big pomelo.

"Oh, what are you saying? Hurry up and get ready to rest." Kwon Eunbi patted Kim Chae-won on the shoulder apologetically.

"Unnie, do you know why the president came over?" Kim Chae-won asked the question she wanted to ask.

"I don't know either. The director didn't tell me." Kwon Eun-bi shook her head. "Do you know?"

"I don't know," Jin Caiyuan shook his head like a rattle-drum, "but..."

"Could it be about debuting? Didn't President Bae's Hanjiang Sports have a collaboration with our company to promote artists?"

For trainees, debuting is the ultimate goal and the only objective. Even Kim Chae-won is no exception. As soon as she heard someone making a guess, she couldn't wait to ask Kwon Eun-bi for details.

"Debut? I didn't know either, it was really sudden." Kwon Eunbi continued to shake her head.

"Okay." Kim Chae-won let out a breath and sighed, "It was supposed to be last year, then it was postponed to this year, and who knows when this year will be." "Hang in there, the company definitely won't let us practice for nothing," Kwon Eun-bi comforted her.

"Oh, okay, unnie." Kim Chae-won finished packing her things, leaned against the wall, and stared blankly at Kwon Eun-bi, who looked relaxed beside her.

Lee Chong-yeop is the president of the company. He suddenly brought a group of people to see the trainees, and Bae Yong-joon came along too. She had a feeling that something big must have happened.

After all, shortly after Bae Yong-joon and Lee Jung-yeop appeared together last time, there was the audition for the trainees of that advertising jingle, which caused quite a stir in the small Woolim community.

Then, despite her poor performance, Kwon Eun-bi was still selected.

No wonder Eunbi isn't worried at all. Anyway, with Bae Young-joon's help, she'll be able to debut, right?

Although Kim Chae-won didn't quite understand Bae Young-joon's power, she knew that President Lee Jung-yeop was someone who could decide her fate, yet she was extremely respectful in front of Bae Young-joon.

Alas, capital.

Alas, man.

Sigh, national character.

Kim Chae-won, who was practicing hard, felt a sense of powerlessness and wished she could just lie down right now.

She lay on the practice room floor, watching Kwon Eunbi's large, trembling pomelo with each breath, and looked on with envy.

It must be so cute to pet, no wonder Bae Young-joon likes it so much.

Suddenly, the scene from that night flashed through Jin Caiyuan's mind again.

The large, soft, and delicate palms, along with the striking color contrast, were so striking that they made one's eyes dizzy.

She was in bed, but she saw everything, even Bae Young-joon's...

I saw it all.

very scary.

Jin Caiyuan only thought about it for a moment, but the strong masculine aura from that night seemed to reappear before her eyes, making her heart tremble.

Can I handle it?
A strange thought suddenly popped into Jin Caiyuan's mind, startling her.

She quickly shook her head, as if trying to banish the absurd thought.

I will practice, I will practice hard, I am a good girl, I am a good girl who loves to practice and will debut with dignity.

Kwon Eunbi looked up at Kim Chae-won, who suddenly jumped up from the floor and continued practicing, and felt that she had been working really hard lately.

I need to work harder too!
I can't let Oppa down.

Kwon Eunbi also got up and started practicing, full of fighting spirit.

Unnie, please give me a break, really, stop training.

Kim Chae-won's eyes were brimming with tears.

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As night fell, the lights in the Woolim Entertainment building were gradually turned off.

Kwon Eunbi, carrying a small bag, walked out of the door, waved goodbye to Kim Chae-won, and then walked along the alley in front of the company for a while, turned a corner, and carefully watched the cars coming from both sides of the road.

Bae Young-joon glanced at the woman looking around in the rearview mirror and honked the horn.

Kwon Eunbi looked up in surprise and jogged to get into the car.

"Oppa~ I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Kwon Eunbi's big eyes sparkled as she leaned in and kissed Bae Young-joon's cheek, leaving a warm mark.

"It's a bit far, I walked for a while."

“You don’t need to stop so far, it’s fine.” Bae Young-joon glanced at her.

Unlike Lim Nayeon and others who are already celebrities, Kwon Eunbi is still a trainee. No one comes back to care about her, and she doesn't have to worry about being discovered by anyone.

"I'm afraid of being discovered," Kwon Eun-bi said.

"Oh, right, our Queen Consort is about to become a big star, so she needs to practice how to have a secret date beforehand," Bae Young-joon said seriously.

"I will cooperate fully."

"Oppa, what is it~" Kwon Eunbi said shyly, "It's Chae-won. I feel like something's off about Chae-won."

She wrinkled her nose slightly. "I feel like she keeps bringing you up lately. Did she find out something?"

Kim Chae-won subtly probed the issue, and Kwon Eun-bi sensed that something was amiss.

"If you stop at the door, she might actually notice you."

"Really?" Bae Young-joon raised an eyebrow, the image of Kim Chae-won's round face appearing in his mind. "Maybe Chae-won has fallen for me, who knows?"

"Oh, I see. Well, that's not necessarily true. I'll ask when I get back. If that's the case, I'll have her confess to you." Kwon Eun-bi said, going along with Bae Young-joon's suggestion.

"Really?" Bae Young-joon asked.

"Really." Kwon Eunbi nodded.

"So, what am I going to do now that I want to hear your confession?" Bae Yong-joon lifted her chin, scrutinizing her pretty face. "Eun-bi, are you jealous?"

"I didn't..."

Under Bae Young-joon's gaze, Kwon Eun-bi's fair cheeks gradually turned red. Her big eyes sparkled as she looked at Bae Young-joon, and any trace of jealousy in her heart had long since vanished, leaving only shyness.

"Go ahead and say it, I'm listening." Bae Young-joon held her chin firmly, looking at her with great interest.

The more shy Kwon Eun-bi was, the more he wanted to watch.

"What are you listening to?"

“Confess your feelings? Didn’t you say you were going to teach Caiyuan how to confess to me? Let me hear it first, and see if it’s up to par,” Pei Yongjun said.

"I, I..." Kwon Eun-bi was so embarrassed that she seemed to be steaming from her head.

Although the two of them had done everything, this was the first time she had been forced to confess her feelings like this. Being stared at so closely by Bae Young-joon made her feel incredibly ashamed.

"Say it," Bae Young-joon said, holding onto her tightly.

"...I...I like you." Kwon Eun-bi's voice was barely audible, her cheeks flushed.

“Me too.” Bae Yong-joon looked into her shy big eyes and captured her soft lips.

"How embarrassing."

"Say it again, louder."

"Don't~"

"Then I'll go listen to Caiyuan's confession."

"Then I'll say it..."

Kwon Eun-bi shyly confessed her feelings to Bae Young-joon in the car, her heart pounding, feeling incredibly happy.

(End of this chapter)