The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 292 Miss, you must be having a very hard time, right? Perhaps...

Bae Young-joon looked down at Choi Sulli in his arms as Lee Ji-eun slammed the door shut.

She stuck out her little tongue, her big, watery eyes full of mischievous laughter, "Aren't we being too provocative to Ji-eun unnie?"

"She's still single, hehe~"

"It's alright, your IU unnie has a strong mentality." Bae Young-joon remembered what Lee IU had said not long ago, telling him to find an honest woman to take care of him, so he wouldn't be driven crazy by her.

He broke down just from kissing Sulli?

Bae Young-joon couldn't help but laugh a few times, and Choi Sulli also suddenly let out a soft laugh.

"What? What are you laughing at?" Bae Young-joon asked.

"Um, um..." Choi Sulli hesitated, her cheeks slightly flushed, seemingly a little embarrassed, but then she burst out laughing.

She hesitated for a moment, then couldn't suppress the amusement in her heart. She tiptoed up to his ear and whispered, "Has it been too long since you've been in a relationship? Are you feeling restless?"

"That's why she was in such a bad mood today. I've never seen her argue with anyone before."

Bae Young-joon blinked.

Feeling pent up?
How can it be?

The waterway had just been cleared.

Bae Young-joon remained silent, but Choi Sulli chattered excitedly, guessing that Lee Ji-eun was having relationship troubles, that spring was approaching, and that her budding feelings of love, which she couldn't suppress, were the reasons for her outburst of anger.

Seeing Choi Sulli's excited expression, as if she was about to start guessing how long her Ji-eun unnie had been holding back, Bae Young-joon slapped her little bottom.

"Ouch~" Choi Sulli cried out, her clear voice trembling slightly, whether from the pain of being hit or from embarrassment, it was hard to tell.

"I think you're the one who's having puberty," Pei Yongjun said to her speechlessly, giving her buttocks a couple of freehand rubs with his right hand, feeling the wonderful elasticity of the girl's bottom.

"No way!" Choi Sulli covered her bottom and jumped away. "I didn't!"

"Nothing?" Bae Young-joon looked at her flushed face. "If you don't have anything on your face, why are you so red?"

"I have to go back for dinner, everyone's waiting for me." Choi Sulli made an excuse to leave, but Bae Young-joon stopped her.

"Wait, let me go with you and give you some more instructions in person."

He left with Choi Sulli, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Lee Ji-eun leaning against the wall next to him.

She smiled as she watched the two walk out together. "All changed? President Pei, I'm sorry about earlier~"

Lee Ji-eun bowed slightly to Bae Young-joon.

Acting requires a complete performance.

Bae Yong-joon thought Lee Ji-eun was a really dedicated actress.

"It's alright, don't worry about it." He nodded.

"Unnie, do you want to come along?" Choi Sulli thought it wouldn't be right to leave Lee Ji-eun alone since Bae Young-joon had already gone, so she invited her, "They're all from KBS, unnie might know some of them, right?"

"Hmm, maybe." Lee Ji-eun glanced discreetly at Bae Young-joon holding Choi Sulli's hand, nodded, took Choi Sulli's arm, and affectionately pulled her into her embrace without making it obvious.

"Then I'll go over there too. Thank you all for taking care of me, Sherry."

Bae Young-joon raised an eyebrow as he watched Lee Ji-eun pull Choi Sulli away from him.

Your Shirley?

It's clearly mine.

Listening to the two laughing and joking, Bae Yong-joon felt that if Sulli ever found out the truth, she would definitely tear her good unnie to pieces.

Ugh, what a bad woman.

Bae Young-joon sighed, then followed the two forward with a smile.

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At the entrance of the restaurant, Bae Young-joon was chatting with Kim Jung-hwan, the PD of the variety show production team.

Kim Jung-hwan's cheeks were flushed from drinking, and his voice was slurred; he clearly had quite a bit to drink. "President Bae! Don't worry! I'll definitely, absolutely, absolutely give it my all on this variety show! Don't worry!"

He thumped his chest repeatedly, "One hundred percent! Five hundred percent! Just give it your all!"

"Then thank you, PD Kim." Bae Young-joon's face was also slightly flushed, but much better than Kim Jung-hwan's.

"No, no, you're welcome, President Pei. We're friends, good friends!" Kim Jung-hwan said excitedly.

When he first accepted the variety show, he was quite perplexed. After all, although the controversy surrounding Choi Sulli seemed to have improved, no one could say for sure whether it would resurface.

However, he couldn't refuse the task assigned by Broadcasting Director Lee Dong-hoon, so he patiently and diligently made preparations to ensure the best possible outcome.

But as he gradually learned about what was going on behind the scenes, he discovered that things were not so simple. It wasn't SM Entertainment that had found a way to get Lee Dong-hoon to help, but rather Bae Young-joon in front of him.

He has risen to fame in the past six months and recently became a reporter for the owner of Hanjiang Sports Newspaper. He is also his former colleague from KBS and has a good relationship with Director Lee Dong-hoon.

As a rising star in the news industry, and with close ties to KBS, it would be ideal to get in touch with him.

Unexpectedly, while they were having dinner at the party that night, Choi Sulli brought Bae Young-joon along.

Kim Jung-hwan was overjoyed, feeling that his good deeds had been rewarded. If he hadn't taken the time to prepare for Choi Sulli's arrival, he wouldn't have received her gratitude, let alone been able to connect with Bae Young-joon.

“That’s right, PD Kim, a good friend.” Bae Young-joon smiled and shook hands with him, casually mentioning that he would like to meet Lee Dong-hoon for a meal sometime.

Kim Jung-hwan expressed his gratitude profusely and warmly offered to arrange for someone to send Bae Young-joon back.

Seeing Kim Jung-hwan, who was so drunk he was almost staggering, Bae Young-joon shook his head. "No need, PD Kim. Someone will come to pick me up later. You should go home and rest."

He gestured to his assistant PD to see Kim Jung-hwan off and settle him in. He wanted to call a designated driver, but when he reached into his pocket, he suddenly realized that his car keys were gone.

He thought for a moment before remembering that his car keys were still with Choi Sulli; she seemed to have forgotten to return them after taking the shirt.

However, Choi Sulli should have already left in her manager's car. He hesitated for a moment, preparing to take a taxi back, when he suddenly noticed his black sedan driving out of the parking lot behind him.

Well?
He watched as the black sedan circled the road once, seemingly to make sure no one was following it, before turning around and stopping beside him.

The car window rolled down, revealing Choi Sulli's bright smile. Her fair face was adorned with delicate features, and a hint of excitement shone through her eyes.

"Guest, please get in the car. I'm the designated driver you called." Choi Sulli pulled out a pair of white gloves from somewhere and held the steering wheel in a professional manner.

"Did I call?" Bae Young-joon looked at the grinning Choi Sulli, then reached into his pocket. "The car keys are gone."

"Hmm~" She stuck out her little tongue, looking completely innocent. "Maybe it was a friend of the guest who called me."

"Really?" Bae Young-joon smiled, leaned closer to the car window, and looked at her small face so close to his. "I thought she had abandoned me here."

"How is that possible?" Choi Sulli's eyes widened. "Your friend is very concerned about you and specially called a designated driver for you."

"Get in the car quickly."

"Editor-in-chief~ hurry up, hurry up." Choi Sulli pleaded softly, urging him on.

Shirley's coquettishness always carried an innocent and carefree expression, with her big, bright eyes that were irresistible, making one's mood lighten without even realizing it.

"Want to get in?" Bae Young-joon leaned against the car window, keeping his face turned to the side, and winked at her, as if hinting at something.

Their eyes met, and Choi Sulli blushed.

"Editor-in-chief~"

"If you don't get in the car soon, I'm canceling my chauffeur service," Bae Young-joon joked.

"Mmm~" Choi Sulli hummed softly, looked around, and suddenly gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, her cool lips carrying the scent of fruit.

"Hurry up, hurry up, get in the car!" Before Pei Yongjun could say anything more, she quickly shrank back, rolled up the car window, and said in a serious tone, "If you don't get in now, it'll leave."

The car window rolled up, and Bae Young-joon, who was locked out, touched the lipstick mark on his cheek and smiled.

This little girl.

Really.

He recalled the tall, slender figure of Choi Sulli in his arms in the private room of the restaurant just now.

Her snow-white skin, like her soft lips, was slightly cool and incredibly smooth, like the finest satin. When it glided across the palm of your hand, it sent a tingling, electric current through you, making you want to touch it again and again.

Thinking of the slightly cool skin, Bae Young-joon felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

Unfortunately, the wicked woman interrupted again at the crucial moment.

Bae Young-joon suddenly remembered that on the night of the awards ceremony, it was Lee Ji-eun who interrupted him and Sulli and got him drunk in a sweet and obedient way.

No, wait, the last time, at the Christmas party, wasn't it Sulli who got drunk by Lee Ji-eun and her group?
Well?
Bae Young-joon thought Lee Ji-eun was really too bad.

However, tonight...

As he pondered this, he opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, and looked at Choi Sulli, who was sitting upright. "I thought you and your manager had gone back."

"I came up with a super, super, super good excuse so that Hye-soo unnie could drive off first. She definitely won't find out." Choi Sulli grinned, seemingly pleased with herself for easily fooling her manager.

"Oh, it's my turn to see you off today, hehe, watch me."

Thinking of the thin and shrewd Kim Hye-soo, and considering that she herself hadn't left yet, it seemed that she had seen through it but didn't say anything. Only Shirley thought that her plan had succeeded.

Bae Young-joon looked at Choi Sulli, who was excited and seemed to be preparing to experience her first time as a designated driver, but said nothing.

That's good.

He was infected by Choi Sulli's excited smile, reached out and ruffled her hair, making her giggle.

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around, we really have to go!" Choi Sulli shook her head, brushed his hand away, and happily waved her right hand.

"GOGOGO! Sherry's designated driver, let's go!"

"Guest, please fasten your seatbelts, we're off!"

Bae Young-joon sat back in his seat and was about to fasten his seatbelt when he glanced at the rearview mirror and suddenly saw a figure leaning crookedly against the back seat in the shadows.

She was petite, wearing a pale yellow dress, and her long, wavy hair was braided into a cute plait that fell to her chest, rising and falling with her breath.

It's Lee Ji-eun.

Bae Young-joon stared at her for a moment, then suddenly turned to look at Choi Sulli and asked, "Excuse me, can a designated driver also share a ride?"

"Hmm, what? Oh, Ji-eun unnie? I forgot to tell you, she's drunk. I'll take her home first, then I'll take you." Choi Sulli's big eyes blinked, as if she didn't think anything was wrong.

"Drunk?" Bae Young-joon turned his head again and looked at Lee Ji-eun carefully.

Her features were delicate yet innocent, her fair cheeks flushed with the rosy hue of wine, her eyes were closed softly, and she was breathing gently and gently.

"Are you really drunk?" Bae Young-joon asked.

"Yeah, she drank too much and got drunk. Editor-in-chief, you were talking to PD Kim at that time." Choi Sulli also turned her head, looked at the drunk Lee Ji-eun, and reached out to help her straighten her collar with concern.

“I told my manager, Unnie, that I would drive her home, and that's how I sent her away.”

It turned out that Sulli's brilliant plan was actually the drunken Lee Ji-eun. Bae Young-joon blinked, feeling both amused and exasperated.

But was Lee Ji-eun actually drunk?
He turned his head and looked at her again. Lee Ji-eun's breathing was steady, and her eyelashes were still. She looked like she was really asleep.

"Oh dear, unnie is really asleep, otherwise I wouldn't have done that just now." Choi Sulli pulled Bae Young-joon, who was staring intently at the back seat, back and pressed him into the passenger seat.

Her slender figure passed in front of Bae Yong-joon, reaching for the seatbelt. Her beige tight-fitting sweater clung to her upper body, outlining two soft and alluring curves. The hem stopped two centimeters above the waistband of her tight jeans, revealing a glimpse of her fair and slender waist.

Her curves were slender, and Bae Yong-joon recalled the feeling of her skin not long ago.

If Ji-eun is already drunk...

He raised his hand and pinched the barely visible flesh of his waist.

Slightly cool and smooth, it exudes the youthful energy of a young girl.

"Ouch~" Choi Sulli cried out softly, her body went limp, but luckily she managed to brace herself with her arm and almost fell onto Bae Young-joon.

"What are you doing?" She quickly glanced at the back seat, her small earlobes turning red instantly, her voice soft and delicate, "Unnie is still here."

“Isn’t she drunk?” Bae Young-joon’s fingers slowly slid under the hem of her sweater, following the path that had been interrupted that evening.

Even if you're drunk, it's not allowed~

"Hey, customer, this is a designated driver, please don't touch me." Choi Sulli was really embarrassed, as Lee Ji-eun was in the back seat, less than a meter away from the two of them.

She tensed her face, seemingly trying to scare Bae Young-joon away.

The effect.

Bae Young-joon touched it even more enthusiastically.

Even for role-playing, using a designated driver is still quite rare.

He felt the smooth skin on his palm, and his right hand couldn't help but move upwards, looking at the young driver with rosy cheeks. "It must be very tiring to be out driving so late?"

Two thin pieces of fabric held two rather large, soft mounds, just right. His palm slid along the edge, the lace and soft flesh alternating as it glided over his fingertips, causing Choi Sulli's delicate body to tremble.

"Want to be my driver? It'll be much easier," he said softly, wanting to devour the girl who already belonged to him.

"Oppa, what are you saying?"

Choi Sulli felt that her role as a designated driver was strange.

However, it's also quite good.

She was incredibly embarrassed by her own thoughts.

(End of this chapter)