Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

Chapter 108 The Rich Women's Midnight Diner (5K)

Dance certification complete.

When Jin Qiutian was shoved into the taxi by Liu Zhenghua, he glanced back at Liu Zimu, his eyes filled with the words "May you have good fortune."

Liu Zimu ignored her.

He stood at the entrance of the KakaoM building, looking at the four women in front of him.

Sulli was holding his arm, IU was standing on the left rubbing her hands, Suzy was looking down at her phone, and Jiyeon had her down jacket zipped up to her chin, hunching her shoulders and complaining of the cold.

Liu Zimu drove the car, and the four of them got in. At first, no one spoke.

But only three minutes had passed.

Lee Ji-eun then asked, "Oppa, what's in your fridge?"

"I don't know, what would you like to eat?"

"You don't know what's in your fridge?" Park Jiyeon opened one eye, turning her head to look at the back of his head. "Don't you live there?"

"Yes, but I didn't check the inventory when I left this morning."

"Inventory?" Park Jiyeon snorted and closed her eyes again.

The car turned into the underground parking lot of the residential area, and the barrier automatically rose.

Park Jiyeon and Lee Ji-eun gasped softly.

Bae Suzy finally put her phone away and leaned out the car window to look outside.

The underground parking lot is clean and quiet, and most of the cars parked in the spaces are quite luxurious.

Choi Sulli entered the keypad lock first, and the motion-sensor light in the entryway turned on when the door opened.

The three women stood at the doorway, motionless, and looked at Liu Zimu and Cui Xueli with surprise for several moments.

Bae Suzy was the first to step inside. She wasn't even wearing slippers; she walked several steps into the living room in her socks before standing in the center and turning around.

The Han River is right outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The river is dark and murky at night, with some ships on the water and the lights on both banks reflected on the surface.

"Daifa!" she exclaimed.

Choi Sulli pulled out a row of guest slippers from the shoe cabinet and neatly arranged them in the entryway. No one knew when she bought them.

Park Jiyeon followed her in, having changed her shoes.

Then, he put on his slippers and walked to the French windows, standing side by side with Bae Suzy. Neither of them spoke, just looking at the night view outside the window.

Lee Ji-eun was the last to enter. After changing her shoes, she didn't go to the living room but instead went into the kitchen.

She's definitely a wealthy young woman with real power; I wasn't surprised.

She opened the refrigerator door, and it was full.

The freezer compartment was opened, and seafood and meat were neatly arranged in categories, with each bag labeled with the purchase date and type.

"Oppa, do you have OCD?" Lee Ji-eun turned to look at Liu Zimu.

Choi Sulli answered for Liu Zimu, her tone matter-of-fact: "I put them on, otherwise he wouldn't be able to tell which one is which."

Liu Zimu didn't argue with her. Cui Zhenli, who do you think you are? I bought all of these.

Some were airlifted from within China, while others were purchased from the Peninsula Seafood Market.

Lee Ji-eun, of course, was unaware of their subtle thoughts. Leaning against the kitchen island, she tilted her head and looked at Choi Sulli: "You even care about this?"

"If I don't take care of my own refrigerator, who will?" Choi Sulli said this in a very natural tone.

Park Jiyeon turned around from the window, her gaze sweeping from Choi Sulli's face to Liu Zimu's face, then back to Choi Sulli's face. Without saying anything, she turned to visit the living room.

Bae Suzy was still standing by the window when she took out her phone and snapped a picture of the view outside. She posted it on Instagram with the caption: "[The night view is beautiful.]"

I hesitated for a moment before sending it, then exited the editing box and ultimately didn't send it, putting my phone back in my pocket.

Liu Zimu tied on an apron, opened the refrigerator door, and took out the seafood from the freezer one by one.

"Please sit down, don't stand, it won't get better anytime soon."

Choi Sulli pulled a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, her movements clean and efficient as she used a bottle opener to remove the cork. After removing it, she turned around and poured the wine into the decanter with fluid, graceful movements.

Lee Ji-eun narrowed her eyes at her actions, said nothing, and turned to go to the living room.

Park Jiyeon was already sitting cross-legged on the sofa, her legs curled up, her whole body curled up, hugging a cushion, her chin resting on the cushion.

When she saw Lee Ji-eun coming over, she patted the spot next to her and said, "Sit here, this sofa is so comfortable."

Lee Ji-eun sat down, sinking into the sofa so much that her bottom slid down a bit. She quickly grabbed the armrests to sit up straight.

"What kind of sofa is this? I can't get up after sitting on it."

"That's why he bought this," Sulli said, walking over with a decanter and four glasses, arranging them neatly.

I'm afraid I won't come home.

The three women all stared at her, their faces saying: Are you crazy?

The sound of running water came from the kitchen.

The squid was cut into rings, and the shrimp were deveined by cutting along their backs. The movements were so swift and efficient, it was as if the person had worked in a restaurant kitchen for a very long time.

Bae Suzy walked over from the living room at some point and leaned over the island counter to watch him work.

She didn't say anything, she just lay there watching.

Liu Zimu turned on the stove to heat the wok, poured in oil, added minced ginger and garlic, and with a sizzle, the aroma exploded.

Bae Suzy sniffed, her eyes lighting up: "What are you going to do?"

"Seafood congee, steamed shrimp with garlic and vermicelli, stir-fried squid, and steamed turbot." Liu Ziming didn't even turn his head, his spatula flipping the food rapidly. "You guys can handle non-spicy food, right?"

"I can only eat a little bit, I can't eat any at all, but I can eat a lot," Bae Suzy thought for a moment.

"Then make some blanched bok choy and a sweet fermented rice and egg drop soup, so you can go to sleep after drinking them."

Bae Suzy stared at his back for two seconds, then turned and went back to the living room.

Meanwhile, the three women in the living room had already started arguing.

Park Jiyeon picked up a glass, took a sip, frowned, pondered for two seconds, and then took a big gulp.

"Drink slowly," Lee Ji-eun reached out and pressed her wrist. "Don't you have any plans tomorrow?"

"No, I'm off tomorrow. I've been resting for a long time already." Park Jiyeon pulled the glass from under her hand, took another sip, and narrowed her eyes. "This wine is good. What brand is it?"

"I don't know, Oppa bought it. He doesn't know anything about alcohol, he just bought it because the packaging looked nice."

"Nouveau riche," Park Jiyeon concluded.

Liu Zimu poked his head out from the kitchen: "Hey! Park Jiyeon, I heard you."

"So what if I heard it?" Park Jiyeon said matter-of-factly. "You're just a nouveau riche. What normal person lives in a house like this?"

Liu Zimu ignored her.

Choi Sulli put down her wine glass, spread her hands, and said helplessly, "He even said he wanted to start a company for me. I told him to forget it, but he insisted."

That's so rude!

Bae Suzy walked over with an empty glass, poured herself half a glass of wine, took a sip, and when she heard the words "start a company," her fingers tightened slightly as she held the glass.

The four of them ate snacks and drank alcohol, and the aroma wafting from the kitchen grew stronger and stronger.

Park Jiyeon sniffed, sat up straight on the sofa, and raised her chin to look towards the kitchen.

"It smells so good."

Lee Ji-eun sat next to Choi Sulli, and the two watched past episodes of "Cheer Up, Golden Autumn" on TV: "Sulli."

"Hmm?" Choi Sulli clinked glasses with her.

"Your man looks quite handsome when he cooks."

Choi Sulli tilted her head to look at her, a smile playing on her lips: "I know, that's why I'm keeping a close eye on her."

Lee Ji-eun snorted and took her wine glass to the kitchen.

Watching the dishes being carried one by one to the coffee table in the living room.

Seafood congee, steamed shrimp with garlic and vermicelli, stir-fried squid, steamed turbot, blanched bok choy...

Finally, there was a large bowl of sweet fermented rice and egg drop soup. The egg drop soup was scattered in the soup like fluff, and the goji berries floated on the surface, with red and white colors interspersed.

Choi Sulli finished distributing the red wine in the decanter in the last round, filling four glasses half full, with Lee Ji-eun's glass being the smallest, before she sat down.

Liu Zimu simply opened a bottle of Snow Beer.

There were five seats. Choi Sulli sat to Liu Zimu's right, Lee Ji-eun sat opposite him, Park Ji-yeon sat next to Lee Ji-eun, and Bae Suzy sat next to Park Ji-yeon.

No one touched their chopsticks.

The four women stared at the dishes on the table, but for a moment no one reached out to touch them.

Park Jiyeon took a picture, glanced around, and suddenly squeezed out a question: "Can we eat now?"

Liu Zimu picked up a shrimp and put it in Cui Xueli's bowl: "Eat up, what are you waiting for?"

This sentence was like flipping a switch.

Park Jiyeon immediately reached out with her chopsticks to grab steamed shrimp, Lee Ji-eun grabbed turbot, and Bae Suzy grabbed squid. The three pairs of chopsticks crossed above the plate at the same time, almost causing a fight.

Choi Sulli didn't grab it; she took a sip of the soup first. The sweetness of the fermented rice and the smoothness of the egg melted in her mouth, warming her all the way to her stomach.

She reached under the table, placed her hand on Liu Zimu's leg, and gently patted it.

Looking at Liu Zimu, there was happiness on her face.

In the living room, exclamations of "Great!" "So delicious!" and "Oppa, you're amazing!" rang out.

After finishing his beer, Liu Zimu did not continue to participate in the dinner with the wealthy women, but went to his study.

I don't know how long it took, but when he went out, three and a half of the four people outside were drunk.

Lee Ji-eun was the first to give in. Her face turned red, and after downing a glass of red wine, she slid off the sofa and sat cross-legged on the carpet, her mouth slightly open, her breath reeking of alcohol.

Bae Suzy waved her hand in front of her twice, but there was no reaction.

"Ji-eun unnie has the worst alcohol tolerance." Choi Sulli leaned back on the sofa, holding her wine glass, and began to slur her words.

Bae Suzy didn't respond.

She sat at the other end of the sofa, knees curled up, arms wrapped around her calves, chin resting on her knees, staring blankly at the remaining half of the turbot on the coffee table.

Liu Zimu stood at the kitchen doorway, wiping his hands, and glanced at the mess in the living room: "Are you guys even capable of this?"

"What's wrong with that?" Choi Sulli got up from the carpet, staggered over to him, put her hands on his shoulders, and brought her face close, her breath reeking of alcohol. "Oppa, this is my house. If I say it's okay, then it's okay."

Liu Zimu supported her waist and led her towards the sofa: "Sit down, I'll go get you some honey water."

"I don't want honey water." Choi Sulli pushed him away. "I want to dance. I didn't dance enough just now."

After saying that, she actually started dancing.

He raised his hands above his head, swayed his hips wildly, and hummed the tune of "Mr.", but the tune went completely off-key.

He hummed a couple of lines but forgot the lyrics, so he changed it to "la la la," but he didn't even sing the "la la la" in time with the beat. He looked like a drunk jellyfish floating in the middle of the living room.

Lee Ji-eun was woken up by the noise. She lifted her head from the carpet, squinted at it for a while, muttered "So noisy," and then lay back down.

Park Jiyeon laughed like a fool: "Sulli, your dancing is so funny."

"You're the funny one." Sulli stopped what she was doing, turned around and pointed at her, "That hip-wiggling you did just now was really sexy!"

"That's right!" Park Jiyeon laughed like a fool again.

Liu Zimu went back to the kitchen and made four cups of honey water. He brought them out and placed them on the coffee table: "Everyone, have a cup. After you finish, take a shower and go to sleep. There are plenty of guest rooms; choose one yourself."

For a female celebrity, being able to get drunk like this and go crazy like this is probably a good thing.

He turned around, closed the study door, put on his headphones, and shut out the noise from the living room.

The computer was turned on, the card reader was inserted, and the footage shot by Liu Zhenghua was exported.

The system has started automatic editing.

The footage of Sulli laughing during her dance was included in the edit.

The image of Lee Ji-eun being called a penguin while watching a play was included in the clip.

Bae Suzy's rabbit-like wave, played in slow motion, is accompanied by the caption: "[Adorable Bunny?]"

Park Jiyeon's dinosaur laughter was extracted separately, made into a picture-in-picture format, and played in a loop in the lower right corner of the video.

There are also many individual scenes in the golden autumn.

The videos edited by this system definitely have a lot of mischievous scenes.

Fortunately, apart from the fact that Choi Sulli seemed a bit intimate, there wasn't anything else that couldn't be shared.

He uploaded the video and started filling in the title.

Her fingers paused on the keyboard for a few seconds before typing: 【Go, Golden Autumn! — When Autumn Meets IU and Her Friends】

Click Publish.

The progress bar finished, the page refreshed, and the video was displayed on the homepage of the Shiguang Coffee account.

He glanced at the view count: 0.

I turned off the computer, stood up, stretched, and pushed open the study door.

The noise in the living room had subsided considerably; Choi Sulli's wailing had stopped sometime earlier.

He glanced at it and stopped in his tracks.

The living room was a complete mess.

Wine glasses, water glasses, wine bottles, and food plates were scattered haphazardly on the coffee table.

Sulli and Suzy were squeezed together on the sofa, their heads close together and their legs resting on the armrests, their posture twisted like two beautiful snakes.

Park Jiyeon also sat on the carpet and lay on the sofa, her breathing heavy.

Liu Zimu looked around but didn't see Li Zhi'en; he didn't know where she had gone.

He started searching quickly, worried that he might lose this young heiress; he couldn't afford to lose her.

He looked through each room on the first floor, but no one was there.

I turned and walked upstairs, thinking she might be in the bathroom or some bedroom.

The lights in the second-floor hallway were off, with only a sliver of light peeking through the crack in the bedroom door.

He walked over and was about to turn on the hallway light when a figure emerged from the bedroom and crashed straight into his arms.

And the force was considerable. He instinctively took a step back, bracing his back against the wall, and then, seeing that she was about to fall, he quickly caught her.

Lee Ji-eun raised her head.

Her face was abnormally red, from the base of her neck all the way to her forehead, and even her ears were red.

His eyes were somewhat unfocused; he was clearly quite drunk.

She was still clutching an empty water glass in her hand.

"Oppa?" she called out, her voice much softer than usual, with a nasal tone, "I'm thirsty!"

Then her hand suddenly loosened, the water glass fell to the floor and shattered, scattering everywhere.

Liu Zimu shook his head helplessly. Wasn't Li Zhi'en rumored to be very quiet after drinking?

Is this considered quiet?

He saw her raise her right hand to touch his face, as if to confirm who he was.

"Hey! Don't move, it's all glass!" Liu Zimu quickly called out to her.

But she didn't react and was about to take a step.

Liu Zimu quickly stepped forward, grabbed her shoulder, and pulled her into the guest room.

She then casually placed her hand on Liu Zimu's face.

Liu Zimu felt her palm was burning hot and she was still touching it randomly.

"Don't move, is that you, you little brat senior?" she said.

"Ouch!" Liu Zimu ignored her, pulled her towards the bed, and tried to throw her on the bed.

Lee Ji-eun suddenly looked up and stared at him for two seconds, then slowly a smile spread across her face.

He was laughing idiotically, his mouth stretched to its widest point, and his eyes narrowed into slits.

Then she patted his face.

This wasn't a light tap; it was a real slap in the face.

Snap, snap, snap, three times.

Liu Zimu felt a sting on his face; this woman's drinking manners were truly appalling: "Li Zhi'en, are you asking for a beating?"

He cursed, but didn't actually hit her back; he just threw her onto the bed.

She lay down on the bed as well, then suddenly laughed: "Oppa? So you're Liu Zimu?"

"What?" Liu Zimu asked irritably.

She pouted: "Do you even know how outrageous you were today?"

Liu Zimu looked at her; the expression on her face had changed from a smile to aggrieved in a very quick manner.

"You called me a penguin." She raised her hand, her lips slightly pouting. "You said my legs are short, my body is round, my arms are short, and I wobble when I dance. How could you say that to me? Do you know how long I practiced for this dance today?"

Liu Zimu looked at her, not knowing what to say, because saying anything would be useless.

She was completely drunk.

He was about to leave.

Lee Ji-eun actually stood up, rushed over, and bumped into his arms. This time she didn't look up, but buried her face in his chest, with her hands hanging at her sides. She didn't hug him or push him away, she just leaned against him like that.

"I'm actually...very tired. But...I'm very happy today."

There was silence for a few seconds.

Liu Zimu lowered his head, his chin almost touching the top of her head.

Her hair smelled of shampoo mixed with alcohol; it smelled neither pleasant nor unpleasant.

"Be grateful."

"Mmm..." The sound was muffled in his chest.

"Are you pretending to be drunk?"

There was no response; he was truly asleep.

Liu Zimu picked her up, threw her onto the bed, pulled the lid off the cup, and closed the door!

After cleaning up the shards of the empty water glass, he went downstairs and looked at the remaining three women, feeling somewhat troubled.

First, they picked up Choi Sulli and threw her into the master bedroom, then they picked up Park Jiyeon and carried her into a bedroom on the first floor.

Finally, they arrived at the living room and looked at Bae Suzy on the sofa.

Like Park Ji-yeon, this woman's face had become much thinner than before.

He picked up Bae Soo-ji; the woman was lighter than he had imagined.

They arrived at another guest room and were about to put her down.

She wrapped her arms around Liu Zimu's neck and kissed him, saying, "Oppa, please don't leave me, okay?"

Liu Zimu felt the pain on her lips; she hadn't actually kissed her, it was her nose that had hit her.

He left her there, speechless, and said, "I'm not your oppa."

Bae Suzy didn't react; she was asleep.

He walked back to the living room, looked at the chaotic scene, and shook his head.

She quietly started tidying up. Luckily, the four of them didn't want her to join their drinking party, otherwise she would have gotten drunk too, and who knows what kind of trouble she would have caused.

He started cleaning up, though his mouth still hurt a little.

Even popular actress Lee Ji-eun is complaining about being tired. Park Ji-yeon also has fewer schedules and earns less money, so she's probably mentally exhausted too.

There's also Bae Suzy who acts crazy, I don't know why.

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