The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 297 The Victim, Liu Zhimin

"Minjung, let unnie do it a little more, just a little bit more." Yoo Jimin's small hands tugged at the cloth.

"Unnie, stop it~" Kim Minjung, who was already a little irritated, felt that her hair had been ruffled several times. She quickly covered her head and escaped from Yoo Jimin's grasp. Just as she was about to sit down, she suddenly felt that there was nothing under her butt and almost sat on the ground.

"Hey! Unnie!" Kim Minjung glared angrily at Yoo Jimin.

Liu Zhimin smiled innocently, having already withdrawn her little foot that had hooked the chair.

"Unnie, you're bullying me again!" Kim Minjung pouted.

Yoo Jimin approached him with practiced ease, gently stroking Kim Minjung's hair. "My sweet Minjung, unnie's just teasing you~"

Seeing Kim Minjung gradually calm down, Yoo Jimin stroked Kim Minjung's fluffy hair and felt much better herself.

hmm~
Minjung is the best!

Those scumbags who disappear without a trace should just die.

The phone buzzed with a message. Liu Zhimin looked down and saw it was Pei Yongjun, who had been so busy lately that he had almost disappeared from the public eye.

Are you in the practice room?

"Not here!" Liu Zhimin replied with two words.

[If you're here, I have a surprise for you.] Bae Young-joon seemed to have figured out her trick.

"I'm not here!" Liu Zhimin pouted, wondering what Pei Yongjun was up to now.

Bae Young-joon fell silent again.

Hey!

Liu Zhimin sent a string of invincible iron fist emojis, but Pei Yongjun didn't reply, which made her so angry that she rubbed Jin Minzheng's hands hard twice more.

The two played around for a while, but the trainee teacher suddenly walked in and said, "Everyone, gather together, break is over!"

She clapped her hands, shooing away the crooked and awkward trainees in the practice room, like herding chicks.

Yoo Jimin patted Kim Minjung's bottom and stood up.

"Everyone, pay attention! We have guests coming to the company!" The teacher raised her voice to remind the trainees, who were somewhat sluggish after interrupting their break.

"Yes!" The trainees responded in unison, their movements becoming much more synchronized.

As the most prestigious entertainment agency, it's common for investors and even government officials to visit SM Entertainment. However, artists can't just be shown to them casually, so these trainees become the best window for SM to showcase its strength and heritage.

As Liu Zhimin danced to the music, she glanced at the door and windows, wondering who would be coming this time.

A familiar figure suddenly appeared at the door, startling her.

"The trainees in your company are exceptionally skilled." Bae Young-joon walked to the door of the practice room, looked at the more than twenty young girls practicing diligently inside, and nodded slowly.

"Of course, President Bae. I dare not say anything else, but our SM's trainee training, whether it's the conditions or the teaching, is absolutely top-notch." Kim Hyung-jiong, the manager's office manager accompanying him, nodded with some pride.

"And among our top-tier trainees, we select the best of the best, which is why SM Entertainment can continuously launch new top-notch artists..."

"Ouch!" Just as they were talking non-stop, a small commotion broke out in the trainee group. Two girls bumped into each other and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Ahem." Kim Hyung-jik suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Liu Zhimin! Ning Yizhuo! Get up!" The teacher in the room knew that the presence of a dormitory head-level person accompanying the guests meant they couldn't be underestimated, so she quickly reprimanded the two girls who had bumped into each other.

"Don't get distracted, focus!"

Bae Yong-joon watched as Yoo Ji-min scrambled to her feet and then pulled another little girl up.

Liu Zhimin obediently lowered her head to accept the scolding, without even looking at him. You could vaguely see the corners of her mouth tightening. On the other hand, Jin Minzheng in the crowd kept winking at him.

Tsk, this young lady~
Bae Young-joon smiled, seemingly feeling sorry for the two girls, and said to Kim Hyung-ji, who was standing next to him, "Alright, Chief Kim, don't be so fierce."

Jin Jiongzhi waved his hand knowingly at the teacher, who immediately stopped scolding him.

"Alright, alright, let's continue practicing."

The little girls continued to dance energetically, and the music continued to play.

Bae Young-joon saw Yoo Ji-min look up at him, then merge into the crowd.

“Let’s keep going,” he said to Kim Hyung-jiong, who was standing beside him.

It's natural that the quality of trainees at SM Entertainment is indeed higher than that of trainees from smaller companies.

However, among the trainees of small and medium-sized companies, some of the best are no less skilled than SM trainees. It's just that, compared to SM, each company may only have one or two outstanding trainees.

Like Kwon Eun-bi, and Kim Chae-won is also quite good.

However, when these elements are dispersed throughout the group, they lack appeal. Compared to large companies like SM Entertainment, which can select members with a strong trainee lineup to create a team that fits their vision, they naturally lack competitiveness.

The Produce series perfectly addresses the shortcomings of smaller companies by bringing together the best trainees from different companies.

No wonder Produce was successful; with the addition of the Japanese AKB series, its popularity must have been even greater.

Bae Yong-joon came here to verify his ideas, and also to discuss the future cooperation between SM Entertainment and Han River Sports.

Although SM Entertainment showed little interest in Produce 48, they remained very polite as Hanjiang Sports was poised for a meteoric rise.

Moreover, Kim Hyung-jik, who knew Bae Young-joon had a powerful background, was extremely attentive in his reception.

After a detailed conversation with him, Bae Yong-joon said goodbye and drove around the SM building before stopping near the company.

He took out his phone and sent a few messages, then waited quietly. Not long after, a figure ran out of the side door of the building and got into the car.

"Wow, that's impressive! Should I call you President Pei too?" Liu Zhimin pouted.

“It’s not impossible,” Bae Young-joon nodded. “It sounds pretty good.”

"Tch~" Liu Zhimin snorted, "I won't call you that."

What's the surprise?

"Isn't my arrival a pleasant surprise?" Bae Young-joon smiled at her.

"It's nothing, I'm leaving." Liu Zhimin pushed open the door and was about to get out of the car.

"Hey," Bae Young-joon reached out and pressed her hand down, "What's wrong? You're all puffed up as soon as we met. I helped you just now, didn't I?"

"Have you been very busy lately?" Liu Zhimin asked, releasing her small hand from the doorknob. "You're so slow at replying to messages."

"I'm very busy, that's true. There are all sorts of messy things to think about since I became the president." Bae Young-joon looked at her sullen face, but felt that Yoo Ji-min was showing a bit of childishness.

She is indeed still a young girl under 20 years old.

That night, after their relationship progressed further, Bae Yong-joon became busy and the two haven't seen each other since. No wonder he didn't even glance at him today.

"Do you regret it?" he asked.

"Regret what?" Liu Zhimin didn't understand what he meant.

"I regret helping me so much, securing the collaboration with CJ Entertainment, and making things so busy," Bae Young-joon said.

"Tch~ Who helped you?" Liu Zhimin snorted again, but a smile couldn't help but appear on her puffed-up face. "Really? Then it seems I've been working too hard." Pei Yongjun stretched, "Ouch, I'm tired."

"I can't be bothered with you." Liu Zhimin pouted, but her expression quickly softened, and a clear smile appeared on her lips.

"So you finally remembered to call me today?" She breathed a sigh of relief. "Just tell me what's on your mind, then you can go back to what you're doing."

“It’s nothing.” Bae Young-joon shook his head, turned to the side, and looked at Yoo Ji-min in front of him.

Today, she wore her long, flowing black hair loose, a light brown sweater, and her favorite thin black trench coat. Combined with the small mole on the corner of her mouth, her bright red lips, and her snow-white skin, she looked both cool and sexy.

Of course, Bae Young-joon's gaze lingered on her large pomelo a couple of times.

It's human nature, and it's inevitable.

"Nothing much? Then what are you doing here?" Liu Zhimin frowned. "What idea do you have now?"

"I want to ask you out." Bae Young-joon smiled and reached out to lift a strand of Yoo Ji-min's hair.

"What date?" Liu Zhimin was stunned for a moment, not understanding.

"What... what date?" Bae Young-joon blinked, looking at Yoo Jimin who was standing there dumbfounded, and gave her a playful smile. "You mean a date?"

"Ji-min, you've never been on a date before, have you?"

"How is that possible?" Liu Zhimin's eyes widened. "What are you talking about? How could I have never been on a date?"

"I go on dates with other people all the time, okay?"

Bae Young-joon didn't speak, but just laughed silently.

"Hey!" Liu Zhimin exclaimed angrily, punching his arm with her small fist. "What are you laughing at?!"

Bae Young-joon burst out laughing. "Jimin, no one asked you out? Really? No way?"

Liu Zhimin's face turned red, whether from embarrassment or anger, she rolled over and climbed onto Pei Yongjun, grabbing his collar and shaking him back and forth.

"Do not laugh!"

"Alright, alright, I won't laugh anymore." Bae Young-joon finally stopped laughing, with only a slight smile remaining on his lips as he looked at Yoo Ji-min, who was straddling his lap.

"What are you looking at?" Liu Zhimin asked.

"I missed you." Bae Young-joon looked at her rosy lips and leaned forward.

A girl's bouncy thighs straddled her, her long, black hair filled with the scent of shampoo and perfume, wafting towards her. Her soft, bouncy bottom rubbed against her thighs with each movement.

Bae Young-joon hadn't eaten pomelos for several days and was starting to crave them.

"What are you going to do?" Liu Zhimin asked warily, watching his movements. "I'm warning you..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Bae Yong-joon kissed her directly, capturing her soft lips.

The girl's lips were full of youthful energy, and the sweet lipstick brought a womanly, alluring touch and taste, making one feel somewhat intoxicated.

Bae Young-joon held her on his lap and kissed her for a long time amidst her whimpering.

"Mmm~ Let go..." Liu Zhimin struggled at first, but as the kiss continued, her longing for Pei Yongjun gradually rose, and the childish stubbornness in her heart began to disappear. In Pei Yongjun's warm embrace, she gradually lost the strength to struggle.

Before she knew it, her slender arms had wrapped around Pei Yongjun's neck.

After an unknown amount of time, Liu Zhimin, who was panting from being kissed, changed her position slightly. Suddenly, her half-closed eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar little head outside the car window.

With tousled hair, delicate yet youthful features, and large eyes, it was none other than Kim Minjung.

Liu Zhimin was startled and shoved Pei Yongjun away, exclaiming, "Hey! Outside!"

Bae Young-joon glanced at her, but he wasn't as nervous as she was. He simply said calmly, "It's okay, there's a privacy screen, she can't see inside the car."

Seeing Kim Minjung glance around the car with a dazed look in his eyes before straightening up, Yoo Jimin finally felt relieved. Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a large hand touched her slender waist, startling her.

She glared at Bae Young-joon, and when he wouldn't let go, she raised her hand and slapped his hand away. "Hey, let go right now, Min-jung is here."

“I have to go back quickly. I told them I made a phone call after I came out. Maybe Minjun can’t find me and is looking for me.”

"Really? Minjun cares about you that much?" Bae Youngjoon smiled as he watched Yoo Jimin tidy up her makeup and clothes.

“Of course, I care about you more than you do,” Liu Zhimin said.

"Really?" Bae Young-joon blinked.

"Really." Liu Zhimin nodded. "You...hey, stop touching me!"

Before he knew it, Pei Yongjun's right hand had climbed up to her waist again. Her slender waist was so delicate that it could be encircled by one hand, and he caressed it from side to side in his large hand.

"Stop right now." She quickly patted Bae Young-joon again.

“Minjun can’t see.” Bae Youngjoon rubbed her waist a couple of times, then reached into her sweater. The skin on her side was smooth and plump, making it irresistible to touch.

"That won't do either," Liu Zhimin said, her smooth skin trembling as she gripped Pei Yongjun's hand and shook it vigorously, trying to break free. "Let go now."

“Ji-min, if you keep moving like this, the car will shake, and if the car shakes, Min-jung will find out, and that won’t be good.”

Liu Zhimin dared not struggle for a moment and had no choice but to stop.

Taking advantage of her momentary hesitation, Bae Yong-joon kissed her without any restraint, leaving her breathless and stammering.

With a buzz, Liu Zhimin's phone rang at that moment.

She glanced at it and saw it was a message from Kim Minjun. Her heart skipped a beat, and she frantically patted Bae Youngjoon's back with her right hand.

Bae Young-joon finally released Yoo Ji-min's soft lips. She quickly grabbed her phone and opened the messages.

[Unnie, where did you go?]

Liu Zhimin glanced at Jin Minzheng, who was looking around outside the car, and quickly replied.

【Minjung, something came up, so I had to leave. I might need to go home for a bit.】

【Huh? You're home? Really?】Kim Minjung quickly sent several more messages.

[Is Unnie in a bad mood? It's okay.]

She offered a few words of comfort to Liu Zhimin, inquired about her well-being, and told her to let her keep busy. The two became more and more touched as they talked.

Bae Young-joon looked at Kim Min-jung through the window beside him.

Kim Minjung was holding the hand of the little girl named Ning Yizhuo in his palm, replying to messages while holding her hand.

[Unnie, I'll practice a little longer by myself. Good luck!]

Bae Young-joon then turned to look at Yoo Ji-min, whose small face was adorned with a charming smile.

He blinked, feeling as if Liu Zhimin was full of chlorophyll.

(End of this chapter)