Peninsula Platinum Era

Chapter 107 Jang Won-young of Seoul Arts High School? (Please Subscribe)

"Oppa's words make so much sense. You've really worked hard, oppa."

It's always harder to disguise yourself in the summer, unlike in winter when you can have a big scarf to cover up. Meiyan feels that even wearing a mask can't hide her natural beauty.

Although she felt it might be an excuse, explaining it was a way of showing her attitude. She wasn't someone who didn't know how to save face; she was quite adept at reading Chen Shijun's expressions.

The feedback was very positive, and Meiyan felt much better. Despite her exhaustion after the performance, she took a shower and changed her clothes in her dorm, then put on light makeup and transformed into a gentle and lovely young lady.

"Going out again? It's so late."

Song Yuqi, wearing a face mask, sneered inwardly. "They can't wait any longer. They're like dry wood meeting a raging fire. They must have been holding back for so long, or maybe they got nervous when they heard about Director Chen."

“A childhood best friend suddenly came from out of town. She’s going abroad tomorrow, so let’s go have a meal together. You guys get some rest.”

Zhao Meiyan stammered, after all, it was getting late; she had just checked her watch and it was almost nine o'clock.

Under normal circumstances, even friends wouldn't bother you at this time, but since things have come to this, you have no choice but to lie. This woman's lying skills are much worse than Liu Zhimin's. Not to mention Yuqi, even Ye Shuhua would find the lies full of flaws.

The idea of ​​buying a house came back to mind, but even though the settlement was made, there were still many places where money was needed.

If I were to buy this time, I probably wouldn't be able to get a property that I like, as apartment prices in Seoul have skyrocketed since last year.

It's very possible that if you don't invest now, you'll only be able to buy the house you're looking at now even if you spend more money next time. Maybe you can reduce the down payment ratio and extend the debt period.

At this time, I really envied Jeon So-yeon. This younger sister can be described as a rich woman among rich women. She has creative abilities, and she was the one who single-handedly produced this comeback album.

She could easily buy a house with the royalties, but she couldn't envy that ability. After all, she was just a pretty face; besides being good-looking and having a good temper, talent wasn't her forte.

"Did she go to see her boyfriend? Mi-yeon unnie looks so flustered."

Minnie, who is relatively quiet in the team, was puzzled by Miyeon's flustered behavior. It's just dating, we all see that every day.

For example, Xu Suizhen didn't come back tonight, and everyone already knows about this kind of behavior. Adding Zhao Meiyan to the mix wouldn't be a big problem.

"Who knows? Don't speculate. But Shuhua and Unnie are sharing a room, have you noticed anything unusual?"

Yuqi felt that although gossiping behind someone's back was not a good thing, it could bring considerable pleasure to women and men of all ages, and sometimes it was really hard to resist.

Shu Hua, who was closest to Mei Yan, was the same. She actually recalled the older sister's behavior in her mind, and it seemed to make some sense.

For example, after answering a phone call, she would run out to answer it, and then return with a smile on her face, her mood becoming cheerful and jubilant.

For example, after receiving a phone call, she would come back and start getting ready, looking her best before going out, and then not come back all night.

Another example is the occasional expensive gifts that appear. Although she sometimes buys them herself, she now finds them very suspicious.

"No, I didn't notice anything unusual. Unnie is the same as always!"

Hua Zi's younger sister felt that she should be the kind of person who is particularly loyal, and she couldn't betray her roommates in front of these teammates, even though she was also curious about it.

"Stop making wild guesses. Can't people have some privacy? If you don't want others to know about your relationship, then let's not pry."

Ye Shuhua's words made Yuqi turn her back and roll her eyes. "You're usually more gossipy than two people can talk, and your big mouth can talk way more than I can."

I didn't hear you say that when you were talking about Seo Soo-jin. But then again, this feeling of knowing something but pretending not to know is really strange. Mi-yeon wouldn't know that someone was talking about her behind her back, and even if she did, there was nothing she could do. Isn't that how it is in places with lots of girls? She's aware of that.

Chen Shijun returned a little later than her, which allowed her to calmly observe the changes in the apartment. The shoes in the shoe cabinet were always the easiest place to expose the changes.

There were some expensive designer women's shoes inside, as well as some styles that young girls liked, which confused her a bit.

Putting aside the contrasting styles for the moment, I continued exploring Chen Shijun's apartment, where a notebook on the coffee table caught my eye.

Seoul Arts High School? Do arts high schools have homework too?

As someone who slipped through the net of compulsory education, Sister Mianmian is even worse than An Youzhen; she didn't even finish junior high school.

After dropping out of Incheon Majestic Middle School, she passed the junior high and high school aptitude tests through self-study. Although she eventually obtained a degree from Shuiwang University, she knew it was of no use.

Therefore, Meiyan has always had a great admiration for Chen Shijun, and even when this man's wealth was not rapidly expanding, she still admired him very much.

But why would Chen Shijun have homework at home, especially from the Arts High School? Could it be that he's making a move on the trainees at the company?
Mei Yan scratched her head, completely baffled. She flipped through the pages a few times, and the name Zhang Yuanying on them startled her.

I just saw a fridge magnet and a poster of Jang Won-young on my fridge, and I was wondering why Chen Shih-chun would be a fan of celebrities.

Even when it comes to idol worship, why go to great lengths to chase after someone else's idol when you have a female idol who's readily available to you?

"What exactly is going on with this Zhang Yuanying..."

He simply sat on the sofa, took out his phone and searched for information about Zhang Yuanying. Soon, a lot of news and related links popped up.

"Jang Won-young, enrolled in Seoul Arts High School, could it be..."

At this point, it was basically confirmed that it was the female idol I had searched for, because in a place like an arts high school with very few admissions, it is difficult to find someone with the same name.

"Oppa, what are you doing?! This is still a little girl!"

Meiyan wondered if she or Chen Shijun had gone mad. Why would this female idol's homework notebook be in Chen Shijun's house? Could it be that he was tutoring her with her homework?

For a moment, I was in a state of confusion, and I was also quite tired, so I lay down on the sofa and took a nap.

As his thoughts raced, it seemed as if this tall girl was standing right in front of him, pointing her arrogantly at his nose in a provocative manner.

"You old woman, you're only after Se-joon oppa's money, you have no shame."

She was naturally indignant at this accusation, but just as she looked up, a tall girl came over and, under Zhang Yuanying's command, tried to forcibly strip her clothes off as a form of humiliation.

"I'm not an old woman, I was born in '97! No! Get away from me!"

She pushed the person in front of her away, but when she opened her eyes, she saw a rather surprised Chen Shijun. The man had just returned from outside and hadn't even changed his shirt.

"Ah! Se-joon oppa!"

I hurriedly straightened my clothes, surprised to find that I had actually fallen asleep, though there seemed to be something on my face.

Reaching out, he found it was the cover of a workbook, smeared with his own saliva, and the name Zhang Yuanying stood out starkly.

(End of this chapter)