Peninsula: From a supporting actor to the best actor in Chungmuro

Chapter 223 Ji-won in Danger! The Empress is Coming!

"Then on what grounds are you questioning me now?"

Kim Ji-won suddenly raised her head, which had been hanging down as if she were being coy.

Even a clay figure has a bit of fire in it.

What's more, her?
The slight guilt in my heart had long been extinguished by Krystal Jung's harsh words.

As for whether Yoona's warning was an aphrodisiac—does that matter?

unimportant.

Love can be so irrational when it comes.

Furthermore.

I, Kim Ji-won, didn't steal your man when you were holding hands and inseparable!

How can someone who can't even manage their own emotions and breaks up with someone so easily have the right to adopt this condescending attitude of a judge?
What right do they have to point fingers at my feelings and humiliate me in every way?
The reason I, Kim Ji-won, humbled myself and embellished the lie was simply because I cherished that so-called "best friend" relationship!

Since this bond has now become a shackle in her trial—

Let's just part ways then!
Who can't live without whom?!

really.

Seeing Kim Ji-won's tone and expression suddenly harden, completely shedding her pretense—

Krystal Jung was taken aback.

It felt like something invisible was tightly choking my throat.

No sound can be made.

That beautiful face, which had just been full of questioning indifference, lost all color in a few seconds, turning into a deathly pale color after extreme shock.

Yes.

What right do I have to ridicule and satirize her?
Based on her status as Kang Jae-hoon's "ex-girlfriend" who broke up with him more than a year ago?
What right does this expired ticket have to demand that others not board the ship?
Or is it based on... that self-righteous, but long-outdated "favoritism"?
Kang Jae-hoon is not an object; he won't wait forever for someone who abandons him.

Krystal Jung suddenly felt a pang of bitterness in her heart.

Because she suddenly found herself on a so-called "moral high ground," she accused Kim Ji-won of "betrayal."

That's simply not true.

There is no longer any sense of "competition" between them.

From a secular and time-based perspective—

Kim Ji-won did not violate any moral principles.

Krystal Jung lowered her eyes.

My gaze fell on the bowl of spicy soup on the table, which was no longer bubbling and was gradually forming a thin layer of red oil.

half an hour.

She chuckled very softly.

The smile didn't reach his eyes; it only made his lips feel dry.

"...Eat."

She finally only whispered:

"The soup is getting cold."

Pick up the spoon.

I scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it in my mouth.

The spiciness was still intense, but the freshness and aroma were gone, leaving only a numb, burning pain.

Kim Ji-won looked at her but didn't say anything more.

The atmosphere turned completely cold.

Only the faint sounds of conversation from the next table could be heard.

This made the corner seem especially quiet.

The seafood scallion pancakes placed in the middle gradually lost their temperature.

No one touched their chopsticks again.

This dinner, which was supposed to be a celebration of a baby's arrival and a heartfelt exchange between sisters, ended in a frozen atmosphere and an abrupt halt to the conversation.

The two left the small shop in silence, where the tempting spicy aroma had become unbearably hot.

I stood silently by the roadside and hailed two taxis heading in different directions.

Krystal Jung raised her hand to flag down a taxi.

He opened the car door without the slightest hesitation.

Bend over and sit down.

close the door.

The taxi's taillights lit up, it merged into the traffic, and quickly disappeared around the street corner.

He never looked back.

Kim Ji-won stood alone in the same spot.

I watched the direction in which the red taillights disappeared.

A cold wind whipped up fallen leaves, swirling them past her feet.

She wrapped her coat tighter around herself, feeling a sense of emptiness followed by a wave of regret.

I was too impulsive just now.

This was not the script she had envisioned.

Her original strategy was to proceed gradually from the beginning.

By constantly "empathizing" with Krystal Jung and Kang Jae-hoon's past relationship, he amplifies the regret and resentment in his heart.

Rekindling the obsession in Krystal Jung's heart.

Then he would subtly encourage her, slowly brainwashing her and urging her to take back what "rightfully belonged to her".

As long as Jung Soo-jung is driven by this rekindled ambition and possessiveness, and once she starts to take action, even if it's just trying to get closer to Kang Jae-hoon again...

This completes the necessary conditions for the "chemical reaction" that Kim Ji-won has carefully laid out!

By then.

The "old flame" is making a comeback, eyeing the scene with predatory intent.

What is the probability that you will be so angry at Lim Yoon-ah, Lee Sung-kyung, or even Bae Suzy that you rush to the boxing gym to hit the punching bag?

It’s so hard to guess.

This is the end.

Only when all alliances possess the core prerequisites for leveraging power can they be considered truly successful!

What if Krystal Jung still refuses?

It's ok.

Just make her angry a few more times and it will be fine.

The results of it?
The plan was nearly killed before it could even be implemented!
It all came down to my inexplicable "righteous indignation" tonight!
"Ugh……"

Kim Ji-won's fingertips unconsciously traced a few lines on the car window.

The light from the streetlights flickered between her furrowed brows.

No.

We can't let things collapse completely like this.

The tone has been off; we need to try to get it back on track.

Holding onto a sliver of hope.

Kim Ji-won took out her phone and opened her Kakao chat with Jung Soo-jung.

My fingertip paused for a few seconds on the dimly lit screen.

Delete, delete and modify.

Finally, they sent an extremely 'innocent' and 'humble' message, attempting to offer a way out:
[Soojung, I was just too emotional and said something I didn't mean. We've known each other for so many years... How about we talk it over another day? Don't be angry.]

Click Send.

Almost the next second—

A glaring red exclamation mark icon popped up instantly!

Below this is a line of smaller system text: Message failed to deliver.

Kim Ji-won: “…”

I stared at the red exclamation mark for two seconds, stunned.

He then burst into laughter in anger.

well.

This is so Krystal Jung.

Decisive and efficient, without any hesitation or fuss.

Block them immediately.

Row.

That being the case.

Kim Ji-won's last bit of hesitation was extinguished by the word "rejected".

Why bother trying to win someone's favor?
Without hesitation, she clicked on the pinned calico cat profile picture—

Oppa, I miss you.

After typing this line, I thought for a moment and then added a cute cat tilting its head and acting cute emoji.

Message sent successfully.

Then comes the waiting.

Kim Ji-won stared at her phone screen for a full half minute.

The other end has been showing the message as unread.

He's probably busy.

she thought.

As for what he'll be busy with at this time...

Kim Ji-won pursed her lips tightly, forcing herself to stop thinking too deeply.

I don't want to know.

……

Wash away your fatigue and change into comfortable pajamas.

Just as Kim Ji-won was getting ready to crawl into bed and end this exhausting day.

My phone, which had been carelessly tossed aside on the bed, suddenly "dinged"!
She pounced on her and grabbed her.

Unlock the screen quickly.

It wasn't the sweet talk I expected.

Instead, it's a concise and clear work arrangement:

I just checked with the organizers, and you'll be attending an MMA event with me on the 7th as an award presenter. The invitation has already been sent to your agency.

Kim Ji-won was taken aback when she saw the message, and then a complex sweet feeling welled up inside her.

See it.

really.

The squeaky wheel gets the grease, and the woman who knows how to be charming has the best life.
He may not have time to respond to her longing, but he remembers to give her tangible resources and exposure.

This is perhaps what Kang Jae-hoon's thoughtfulness is all about.

Kim Ji-won immediately picked up her phone.

Her delicate pink fingers rummaged through the emojis, as if none of them could fully express her emotions at that moment.

finally.

I decided to take a selfie and send it over.

Get it done.

Kim Ji-won tossed her phone to the pillow with a satisfied expression.

Turned over.

I closed my eyes with intense anticipation for the grand stage four days later.

As for repairing the line that was almost welded shut by Krystal Jung...

tomorrow?

the day after tomorrow?

Or... next week?
Who knows!

There will always be opportunities to reuse it.

……

Inside an apartment in Seobingkol-dong, Seoul.

Soft sleep lighting illuminates the cozy atmosphere of the master bedroom.

With minimal movement and extreme slowness, Kang Jae-hoon reached for his phone from the other side of the pillow.

The light from the screen instantly pierced the darkness.

He immediately blocked most of the light source with his fingertips, making sure he hadn't woken anyone around him, before squinting and quickly glancing at the notification bar.

Open the Kakao chat window with Kim Ji-won.

A carefully chosen angle and a selfie taken in soft, warm light took up the screen.

In the photo.

Kim Ji-won wore a silk slip dress, revealing alluring white lines at the neckline.

Eyes half-closed.

Her moist lips parted slightly, as if silently asking for a kiss.

The atmosphere is incredibly ambiguous and alluring.

Kang Jae-hoon stared at the photo on the screen for a full five or six seconds.

in the dark.

His facial features appeared somewhat enigmatic under the cold light of the phone screen.

half an hour.

Only then did he silently click "delete" on the entire chat history with Kim Ji-won.

Lock screen.

The phone was casually put back in its original place.

Everything was completed silently.

He did see the message.

The reason it took so long to "respond" was naturally because the whole time was spent "coaxing" Lee Sung-kyung to sleep.

of course.

"Putting someone to sleep" is definitely not just about patting their back or singing a lullaby.

Instead, it's a comprehensive and multi-layered approach to coaxing, encompassing both the mind and the body.

Lee Sung-kyung, her eyes still damp, curled up limply in his arms, her breathing becoming even and long, until she fell into a deep sleep.

Kang Jae-hoon then carefully reached for his silent phone on the bedside table.

no way.

Because of Nam Joo-hyuk's attentive attitude, Lee Sung-kyung's side requires Kang Jae-hoon to constantly assert his presence and consolidate his "sovereignty."

Simultaneously.

They also had to be prepared for Bae Suzy to surprise them with a "check-up" at any time.

On top of that, there's the promotion of "Himalaya," the preparation period for "A Violent Prosecutor," dealing with various award ceremonies, and the frantic calculation of that damned 100 billion won in start-up capital...

He simply couldn't spare the extra energy and time to play those delicate, emotionally-requiring dating games with Kim Ji-won, who was on the other side of the city.

He was able to use his position for personal gain by arranging for her to share the stage with him as an award presenter at the MMA awards ceremony.

And they tried to "steal" some brief and private moments for stickers amidst the hustle and bustle backstage at the ceremony—

This was the highest level of security and the ultimate romance and excitement he could give her at that moment.

Despite being separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and by crowds of people.

But it's better than nothing.

Think of this.

Looking at Lee Sung-kyung's peaceful profile as she slept, Kang Jae-hoon smiled helplessly.

Lie down again.

He carefully pulled the soft, warm body beside him into his arms again.

……

August 7th.

On the day of the Melon Music Awards ceremony.

A discreet black van pulled up to Kim Ji-won's house.

The windows are down.

Jin Dayuan's face, which was both composed and professionally approachable, was revealed.

"Ji-won-ssi, are we ready to leave?"

Kim Ji-won opened the car door and got in with a mix of excitement and anticipation.

The car interior was warm and comfortable.

however.

She looked around, but only saw Kim Dae-won.

Where's Oppa?

"Jae-hoon has a media interview this morning, and afterwards he has a short meeting with the Himalayas publicity team to confirm the details of his schedule. Since the schedules are close together, he was worried that you would be waiting too long, so he specially asked me to come and pick you up first to get your styling done. He will go directly to the venue to meet us as soon as he finishes his interview."

"Oh……"

Kim Ji-won lowered her voice.

But she quickly suppressed her disappointment, adjusted her posture, and put on a smile again: "Thank you for your hard work, Daewon oppa."

"It should."

Kim Dae-won did not take her to a regular celebrity styling studio.

Instead, they drove directly into a quiet, lush courtyard in Cheongdam-dong.

The storefront is extremely inconspicuous.

But once inside, the simple yet sophisticated decor, the subtle yet luxurious aromatherapy scent in the air, and the elegant and composed demeanor of the staff all indicate that this place is extraordinary.

This is a top-tier, members-only beauty salon that's legendary within the industry and incredibly difficult to book without access to top-tier resources.

Known as the secret garden of Cheongdam-dong socialites and top celebrities.

It was also a place that Kim Mi-hye's wife and Kang Jae-hoon frequented.

The next few hours.

Kim Ji-won felt like a top-quality work of art being held in the palm of someone's hand.

My face was manipulated by the makeup artist's seemingly magical hands.

Her hair was styled by another top hairstylist.

There was no noise or rushing.

Each step was taken with composure and meticulous attention to detail.

Even the crevices under the fingernails were carefully cleaned and polished with professional tools.

The makeup was a "breathable nude makeup" look created by the makeup artist based on Kim Ji-won's facial features.

Seemingly subtle, it accentuates her best features to the fullest. Her eye makeup is clear and sparkling, while her full lips are adorned with an alluring yet tasteful berry color.

The dress is from the Dior collection.

The dress is made of a combination of soft gauze and satin in a light champagne pink color. The shoulder straps are made of delicate rhinestone chains, and the open back design perfectly reveals the beautiful spine groove without being too revealing, adding a lot of charm.

The necklace is a platinum and diamond necklace from J.ESTINA's classic "Ribbon" collection, a top local jewelry brand. Its design is simple yet extremely dazzling, perfectly complementing the elegance of the dress.

This outfit.

Let alone being a presenter at a music awards ceremony, they would be absolutely no less impressive even walking the red carpet at the Cannes Film Festival.

Kim Dae-won stood to the side, looking in the mirror at Kim Ji-won, who had transformed from a girl next door into a dazzling princess. A hint of indescribable emotion flashed in her eyes.

It was definitely amazing.

After all, it was personally selected by Kang Jae-hoon.

But what I felt most was a strong sense of regret, even reluctance.

only hope……

I hope that when we meet Yoona at the event later, this radiant princess will still have such a bright smile.

……

Kang Jae-hoon arrived backstage at the MMA almost right before the ceremony began.

The backstage corridor, filled with the temporary feel of plastic and steel bars and the atmosphere of busy activity, was packed with people.

Idols dressed in colorful stage outfits and with exquisite makeup walked briskly, followed by their equally nervous managers and assistants.

Between the door switches of the waiting room.

Occasionally, one can catch a glimpse of the lively scene inside, crowded with members and staff, some sitting and some standing.

That's a "shared waiting room," a standard feature for idol groups that aren't top-tier in popularity or status and don't have enough space to have their own.

Smaller groups might have to wait in line to use the communal dressing room, or simply squeeze into a van to wait for their turn.

This is a case of "putting the cart before the horse" in resource allocation.

It sharply highlights the harsh and strictly hierarchical ecosystem of the South Korean entertainment industry.

Even idol groups with millions of fans and immense popularity.

In terms of resource allocation, influence, and status within the industry, they are still far inferior to actors with representative works and stable national popularity.

Movie actors > TV actors > Variety show personalities > Idols—this invisible, rigid hierarchy is everywhere.

In contrast.

Kang Jae-hoon, a "senior actor" who only needs to go on stage for ten minutes to present an award, enjoys a spacious, quiet, and private waiting room.

When the staff member respectfully pushed open the door to the private waiting room.

Soft light poured out instantly.

Kang Jae-hoon's gaze was immediately drawn to the dazzling light in the center of the room.

It's Kim Ji-won.

She heard the door open and happened to turn around.

Time seemed to pause for a few seconds.

Even though Kang Jae-hoon was used to seeing all kinds of top-notch beauty, he clearly felt a strong impact at this moment.

The exquisite craftsmanship of Cheongdam-dong's top salon and the expensive Dior gown amplified Kim Ji-won's already outstanding advantages to several levels.

That meticulously sculpted face radiated a captivating glow, its beauty possessing an almost aggressive allure.

"Those 20 million won were well spent!"

The thought flashed through Kang Jae-hoon's mind in an instant.

Renting a dress and makeup services certainly wouldn't cost 20 million.

But the bulk of that money was spent on PR and rental quotas for securing this limited-edition Dior champagne pink haute couture dress.

In the Korean entertainment industry.

Wearing a specific luxury brand's current or next-season haute couture piece on the red carpet or at a major award ceremony is itself an implicit declaration of status and prestige.

otherwise.

Why do we see so many second-tier female stars at major Korean entertainment events often having to choose "safe" colors like black and white, which are less likely to go wrong but also less likely to stand out?
"Oppa!"

Kim Ji-won smiled brightly and immediately stood up to greet her.

She clearly saw the momentary amazement in Kang Jae-hoon's eyes, which was the highest praise she could receive.

Kang Jae-hoon wanted to reach out and touch her radiant cheek, but his fingers stopped in mid-air just before touching her delicate skin.

He was afraid that the slightest clumsiness would smudge his priceless makeup or ruin the soft fabric of his gown.

So the movement abruptly changed direction midway through.

He seemed to want to adjust her necklace, but didn't know where to start. In the end, he could only use his burning gaze instead of his fingers to trace her magnificent attire inch by inch.

A woman should look good to those who please her.

What's more, Kim Ji-won's heart is almost entirely devoted to him!
Seeing Kang Jae-hoon captivated by her unprecedented, even shocking, transformation, his speechless expression of amazement and his cautious, hesitant manner filled her heart with sweetness.

No woman can resist her lover looking at her with those eyes.

The confidence and joy ignited by his gaze brought a more natural blush to her cheeks.

"Does it look good?"

Kim Ji-won's eyes sparkled, a hint of shyness mixed with barely concealed smugness, indicating she wasn't satisfied with just verbal affirmation.

Before Kang Jae-hoon could answer.

Overwhelmed with emotion, she lifted her skirt and twirled around on the spot.

The smooth champagne pink satin and the soft gauze with a shimmering effect flowed out in an elegant arc, and the beautiful curves of the back were faintly visible under the rhinestone shoulder straps.

"so gorgeous."

Seeing her bloom so beautifully for me.

A great sense of satisfaction welled up in Kang Jae-hoon's heart.

Isn't this part of what he strives for by climbing to the top with all his might?
He possesses a status that matches his ambition, and he can also make those he cares about shine because of him.

"Just because it looks good?"

Kim Ji-won gracefully stood still, lifting her skirt, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her gaze like hooks, her reproachful yet endlessly alluring:
"No other thoughts?"

Kang Jae-hoon's nerves, which had just been relieved of the fatigue from work, were slightly aroused by the vibrant and tempting sights before him.

He was about to say something more...

"Knock Knock-"

A polite but clear knock sounded, and the door was pushed open a crack.

A staff member wearing a headset poked their head in:
"Kang Jae-hoon sunbaenim, Kim Ji-won sunbaenim, it's about time to get ready to go to the side stage to wait."

The charming atmosphere was broken in an instant.

The two exchanged glances, quickly suppressing the overflowing tenderness and adopting the proper demeanor reserved for public appearances.

The celebrity mask was perfectly put back in place instantly.

"OK, thanks."

Kang Jae-hoon bent his arm very naturally.

Kim Ji-won gently placed her hand on the crook of his arm.

The two walked together toward the stage, where the noise was faintly emanating.

Red Velvet, who had just brought the atmosphere to a climax on stage with their song "Dumb Dumb," were now quickly and orderly retreating from the brightly lit stage to this relatively dim space in a group of five.

Bae Joo-hyun walked at the very front.

I spotted Kang Jae-hoon standing at the front of the passage, exuding an extraordinary aura.

An instinctive sense of awe and a warm urge to greet her caused her lips to part slightly, and the word "senior" was about to escape her lips—

however.

next second.

Her slightly parted lips froze.

because.

Just half a step to the side of Kang Jae-hoon.

The jeweled beauty, whose radiance could not be concealed even in the dim light—Kim Ji-won—took a small half-step forward with a pronouncement, looking at Bae Joo-hyun with a gentle, senior-like smile on her lips.

Their eyes met, but no words were spoken.

But that posture, that position, that arm-linking gesture...

Everything is self-evident.

A few seconds of weighing and restraint.

finally.

All the emotions on Bae Joo-hyun's face were quickly concealed, and she gave a flawless, shallow bow, conveying respect through her actions.

Seulgi, Wendy, Joy, and Yeri behind her all followed suit.

They bowed respectfully in unison.

At that moment, Kang Jae-hoon was intently adjusting the position of the TAG Heuer Carrera watch on his wrist.

Ensuring the watch face is displayed at the best angle in front of the camera is an important detail in his evaluation as a future brand ambassador.

They didn't even notice that brief exchange of glances.

Kang Jae-hoon didn't come to his senses until several members passed by, carrying a faint scent of perfume.

"Eh?"

He casually uttered a vague syllable that sounded like surprise or a greeting.

This wasn't a deliberate call to anyone.

It's more like a social instinct.

Bae Joo-hyun, who was walking at the front of the group, immediately stopped in her tracks upon hearing the sound.

Looking back.

"The performance was fantastic."

Although Kang Jae-hoon didn't see it.

"Kamsangmida, senior!"

Bae Joo-hyun smiled humbly and sincerely.

Yeri also quietly thanked them from the side.

Jiang Zai Xun wanted to say something more, but suddenly felt a slight pain as if his arm had been pinched.

The force was controlled with extreme precision.

It won't make him scream, but it will definitely hurt him so much that he almost loses control of his facial expressions.

Almost at the same time.

The MC's loud and clear voice rang out from the center of the stage:
"Next, we will be presenting our next important award! Let's give a warm round of applause to our award presenters! Actors, Kang Jae-hoon and Kim Ji-won!"

“Wow——————!”

The crowd erupted in applause and cheers!
Under Kim Ji-won's silent yet extremely oppressive "holding," Kang Jae-hoon could only nod hastily to Bae Joo-hyun, who was still respectfully waiting for him to continue.
"come on."

"Yes! Good luck, senior!"

Bae Joo-hyun was puzzled as to why her senior's expression suddenly seemed a little stiff.

But upon hearing the host announce the program, he immediately bowed again, then quickly turned around and left with his teammates.

The aisle was completely given to the award presenters who were about to take the stage.

A lively background music then began to play.

A dazzling spotlight suddenly shone on the side entrance.

Kim Ji-won immediately suppressed all her private emotions, her lips curving into a perfect smile, and she tightened her grip on Kang Jae-hoon's arm.

Jiang Zaixun understood, adjusted his breathing, and straightened his back.

Kim Ji-won deliberately slowed her pace by half a beat, letting his long legs step into the sea of ​​light first, before following behind—

This subtle control of rhythm made her seem like a delicate flower slowly blooming under the protection of his powerful aura, beautiful in a way that was both striking and natural.

The two stood side by side.

Kim Ji-won wore an impeccable sweet smile, turning her head slightly to look at the man beside her. The dependence and intimacy between them were magnified infinitely under the spotlight, creating a pleasing scene.

Kang Jae-hoon leaned slightly closer to the standing microphone:
"Hello everyone, I am actor Kang Jae-hoon."

The moment the words fell.

There was a 0.1 second of silence in the audience.

immediately--

"Aaaaaaahh ...

It's like suddenly pouring a ladle of cold water into a boiling oil pan.

Deafening screams and cheers erupted instantly!

The sound was powerful.

It almost blew the roof off the entire venue!

Even Kang Jae-hoon, who had seen many grand occasions, was deeply shocked by the overwhelming enthusiasm.

The difference between the cheers and screams of a few hundred people and the frenzied shouts of tens of thousands is not small.

Kim Ji-won is right in the eye of this storm.

He could clearly feel this terrifying energy being released from the center of Kang Jae-hoon.

If it were two months ago, she might have felt a little bitter about this dazzling light that didn't belong to her, feeling like a mere background prop.

But at this moment——

She harbored absolutely no resentment.

Instead, an overwhelming sense of pride and satisfaction welled up within me.

His glory is his own medal!

Kim Ji-won's smile grew even brighter and more genuine as she continued her introduction:
"Hello everyone, I'm actress Kim Ji-won."

The cheers from the crowd indeed dropped several orders of magnitude instantly.

however.

Kim Ji-won didn't care at all—

Her mood had been brightened by the brilliance of the man beside her, and no external comparison could shake her foundation.

The two engaged in a brief interaction according to the script.

Mentioning "The Heirs" immediately triggered another round of screams and cheers from the audience.

Riding on this wave of enthusiasm.

They naturally and smoothly promoted the upcoming release of "The Himalayas" during the Christmas season.

Kang Jae-hoon's speech was incredibly engaging; Kim Ji-won added vivid descriptions at just the right moment, and the two worked together seamlessly.

The pleasantries ended.

Now we're finally getting to the awards ceremony.

Top 10 Artists of the Year

This is the highest recognition for singers who ranked in the top ten in terms of comprehensive performance across multiple dimensions such as music sales, influence, and popularity over the past year.

Kim Ji-won smiled and waved the envelope at the audience:

"So, let's reveal who won the 7th Melon Music Awards' Top 10 Artists of the Year!"

She deliberately dragged out her words, her gaze shifting playfully as she looked at Kang Jae-hoon beside her, and slightly tilted the award card in her hand towards him.

Kang Jae-hoon immediately smiled knowingly and went along with her rhythm.

The suspenseful atmosphere on set was instantly heightened by the tacit interaction between the two.

Girls' Generation! Congratulations!!

"Wa ...

An even more fervent roar instantly engulfed the entire venue, and the chorus of "Lion Heart" began to play:

Tell me why~~~

"..."

Accompanied by a catchy melody and a spotlight aggressively locking onto the target—

A figure appeared.

The camera immediately cut to that.

—Lim Yoona makes a dazzling appearance.

(End of this chapter)