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Chapter 111 The Yandere Can't Take It Anymore

As soon as the atmosphere eased, Park Jiyeon moved closer to Choi Sulli, resting her chin on her shoulder and wrapping her arm around her waist.

"Shirley, tell us why we've come."

Choi Sulli tilted her head to look at her, raising an eyebrow: "What's your purpose?"

"We're trying to cheer for autumn, but the atmosphere doesn't seem right right now, and all the customers have left." Park Jiyeon sighed.

Bae Suzy was standing by the window when she heard this. She looked down and fiddled with her phone, her ears turning slightly red.

Thankfully, I don't have to dance anymore.

Park Jiyeon continued, "Also, we need to take pictures."

She pointed to the photo wall: "Put it there, next to you."

Choi Sulli laughed and reached out to pinch her cheek: "You certainly know how to pick a spot."

Park Jiyeon didn't dodge, letting her pinch her face until it was distorted. She showed no awareness of being an unnie (older sister), and said in a muffled voice, "Of course, I'm a beautiful woman, completely flattering!"

Lee Ji-eun distanced herself slightly from her, thinking how embarrassing her friend was, and then walked over to the photo wall and tilted her head to look at it.

A new photo of Park Chae-young has been added to the photo wall; the others remain unchanged.

Park Jiyeon also came over, stood next to Lee Ji-eun, and watched for a while with her arms crossed.

"Sulli, this photo of you and Oppa is pretty good." She pointed to the one in the middle, her tone casual, "It's just that Oppa looks like he's in debt."

Jin Qiutian whispered, "Back then, when Unnie was pursuing him, he was quite dismissive..."

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Everyone laughed.

Besides Liu Zimu, he was glaring at Senior Qiu Tian.

Bae Suzy stood at the very edge, her gaze sweeping across the entire wall, pausing briefly on the photo of Liu Zimu and Choi Sulli, before moving to the one next to it.

A photo of Liu Zimu and Bae Joo-hyun looking at each other across the bar.

She stared at that picture for two seconds.

"Oppa".

Liu Zimu looked up at her, puzzled.

Bae Suzy, however, didn't look at him; she was still staring at the photo: "Are you close to Bae Joo-hyun?"

Jin Qiutian was wiping the dust off the photo wall when her hand slipped and she almost fell.

Choi Sulli laughed, but it was a cold laugh.

Everyone was looking at her.

She turned to look at Bae Suzy, her tone light and casual: "They're very close, how could they not? She's trying to steal my man."

Park Jiyeon's mouth opened, closed, and then opened again.

Lee Ji-eun's finger remained on their group photo frame, without moving.

Bae Suzy's gaze shifted from the photo to Choi Sulli's face, lingered for two seconds, and then moved to Liu Zimu.

Liu Zimu stood behind the bar, his expression not exactly calm, but more like resignation that he knew this would happen.

"Not just Joo-hyun unnie." Choi Sulli held up one finger, pointing at Park Rosé above, "and this Park Rosé too, the same goes for her."

Park Jiyeon finally shut her mouth, turned to look at Liu Zimu, sized him up, then turned back to look at Choi Sulli: "Steal your man? Are you sure, just Oppa?"

"Yes, it's him." Choi Sulli said this in a very matter-of-fact tone.

Bae Suzy finally spoke, her voice a little dry: "So those two..."

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"He likes my oppa!" Sulli finished speaking for her, then patted Bae Suzy's shoulder with a smile. "It's okay, I'm used to it! Anyway, he can't be taken away, and he can't run away."

Jin Qiu quietly shrank back into the corner, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the wall, but her mouth betrayed her: "Unnie! Let me make it clear first, I didn't tell Joo-hyun unnie or Chae-young unnie anything."

Choi Sulli glanced at her: "It's okay if you say it, I already know anyway."

Lee Ji-eun looked at Liu Zimu as if he were a monster: "No wonder he always went to them to film videos, so they know each other!"

Park Jiyeon leaned on Choi Sulli's shoulder, still incredulous: "Daaaa! Sulli, the way you're saying this sounds like something out of a drama."

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"It's like a TV drama to begin with," Choi Sulli shrugged. "My life is like a TV drama right now, and a really melodramatic one at that."

Liu Zimu finally spoke, his voice coming from behind the bar: "Choi Jinri, if you keep talking, I'll be on Dispatch's front page tomorrow."

Choi Sulli turned to look at him, her smile unchanged: "Are you scared?"

"What am I afraid of? My coffee shop is doing very well."

"That settles it then." She turned back and shrugged at her three clueless friends. "See? He's just that deserving of a beating."

Bae Suzy didn't reply. She stared at Liu Zimu for a few seconds, then looked away and focused on the solo photo of Bae Joo-hyun on the photo wall.

This woman is really beautiful.

Park Jiyeon walked up to Liu Zimu, placed her hands on the bar counter, leaned forward, and tilted her head to look at him: "Oppa..." she hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

"What?" Liu Zimu took half a step back.

"You're really amazing." She gave a thumbs up, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Two members of top girl groups are fighting over you. Did you save our country in your past life?"

Liu Zimu threw the rag on the bar counter: "Don't listen to Zhen Guo's nonsense."

Lee Ji-eun laughed out loud, walked over from the photo wall, stood next to Park Ji-yeon, and leaned on the bar to look at Liu Zi-mu.

"Oppa, who do you like?"

The shop became quiet.

In the golden autumn, one dares not even breathe loudly.

Choi Sulli leaned against the wall, arms crossed, a smile on her lips, waiting for his answer, but her eyes held a dangerous glint.

Liu Zimu glanced at Li Zhi'en. This woman was indeed up to no good. He had already sensed it. This woman looked a lot like Lin Yoona.

Bae Suzy was still standing in front of the photo wall, with her back to him, and she didn't turn around.

"I like Qiu Tian-senpai." He glanced around. "Now I don't even want to like Choi Jin-ri anymore."

After a long time, the rag in Jin Qiutian's hand finally fell to the ground again.

Everyone turned to look at her.

She crouched down to pick up the rag, her face flushed from the base of her neck to her forehead, her ears burning red: "I didn't mean to, the rag was too heavy. It wasn't because I heard Oppa say he liked me that my hand slipped, really, it wasn't..."

The more I explain, the more confused I get.

Choi Sulli laughed and squatted down next to Kim Qiu-ti: "He's using you as an excuse, silly girl. But Oppa, you don't even like me anymore? Aren't you afraid I'll post our kissing photos online right now?"

Jin Qiutian looked up, her face flushed red, her lips trembling several times, unable to utter a word.

Liu Zimu looked at Cui Xueli and scoffed.

Bae Suzy finally turned around. She didn't look at Liu Zimu or Choi Sulli; her gaze fell on the photo wall.

Thoughtful.

"Alright, take some photos! Take some photos! It's a rare treat for you beautiful ladies to grace us with your presence, so you should leave after you're done taking pictures." He clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention. "I'll go get the camera."

Five people squeezed in front of the photo wall.

Choi Sulli stood in the center, with her left arm around Kim Qiu-tu and her right arm around Park Ji-yeon's shoulder. Lee Ji-eun stood next to Kim Qiu-tu, and Bae Suzy stood next to Park Ji-yeon. The five of them stood in a row.

Liu Zimu stood behind the camera, adjusted the focus, and took two steps back: "Smile."

Choi Sulli smiled, and Kim Qiutian smiled too, though their eyes were still red.

Lee Ji-eun smiled with her lips pursed, Park Ji-yeon gave a dinosaur-like smile, and Bae Suzy's lips curled up slightly.

Click.

After the photos were taken, Liu Zimu said in a low voice, "Alright, you can leave now."

Bae Suzy leaned over for a look, then patted him on the shoulder: "Hey! So you're just using us and then kicking us out? Give the camera to Sulli, and we'll each take a picture of you separately and stick it on the wall."

Park Jiyeon and Lee Ji-eun nodded quickly.

Then Choi Sulli transformed into a professional photographer and began taking pictures of Liu Zimu and the three beautiful women.

"Hey! Oppa, give me a smile! You were laughing so happily in the practice room, why are you pretending now?"

Liu Zimu smiled, looked at Li Zhi'en who was standing very close, and moved away slightly.

The photo was framed and hung securely.

Liu Zimu watched them take individual or group photos and check in at the photo wall, and was somewhat speechless.

Shouldn't they all be very busy? Why do they seem so free?

On the other side, in the VIP room of the beauty salon, Bae Joo-hyun was lying on a treatment bed, receiving a facial.

The makeup artist's fingers gently pressed on her face, from her brow to her temples, and from her temples to her cheekbones, with professional yet gentle movements.

But Bae Joo-hyun's brows were furrowed tightly today.

"Irenei, did I use too much force?" the makeup artist asked softly.

"No, it's fine," Bae Joo-hyun's voice remained cool. "You can continue."

She wasn't telling the truth.

She frowned not because of pain, but because of the Instagram messages on her phone.

Lee Ji-eun posted, Bae Suzy posted, and Park Ji-yeon also posted; it's obvious they planned it together.

Same background, that damn photo wall.

The same man stood beside her, his expression gentle.

They did the same thing: they put their photos on that damned photo wall, vying for the best spots.

The makeup artist paused for a moment: "Irenei, your lips are trembling. Are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine."

Bae Joo-hyun took a deep breath and suppressed the smile on her lips.

She wasn't laughing; she was gritting her teeth.

The sound of the door being pushed open could be heard.

Kim Ye-rin walked in and asked, "Unnie, aren't you finished yet? We've all done."

Bae Joo-hyun did not answer.

Kim Ye-rin had already removed the face mask, revealing her clean and tidy face. Her hair was wrapped in a towel, and she was wearing a bathrobe from the beauty salon and slippers.

She walked to Bae Joo-hyun's bedside, peeked out, and then glanced at her unnie's phone next to her pillow.

The screen is lit up, showing Lee Ji-eun's Instagram profile.

Kim Ye-rin stared at the photo for two seconds, then looked at Bae Joo-hyun and gestured for the others to leave.

"Unnie, did you see what Lee Ji-eun posted?"

"Yes, I saw it."

"Did you see what Park Jiyeon posted? Bae Suzy posted it too."

Bae Joo-hyun didn't answer. She reached out, touched the pillow twice with her fingers, found her phone, and held it up.

She found Bae Suzy's Instagram.

In that photo, Bae Suzy is standing next to Liu Zimu, not very close. Bae Suzy is tilting her head with a smile on her lips, while Liu Zimu's expression remains stiff as always.

The caption reads: "[Support is here! Fun-loving autumn-senpai, and delicious food—a rare happy day.]"

Bae Joo-hyun stared at the line of text for three seconds.

Delicious! Food! Happy! Day!

She slammed the phone back onto the pillow with considerable force, denting the pillow in the process.

Kim Ye-rin opened her mouth briefly and then closed it again.

There's no point in saying anything to my unnie in her current state; saying too much will only make her explode.

"Yerin." Bae Joo-hyun's voice suddenly floated out from under the face mask, her tone unusually calm.

"Yes, unnie."

"Do you think he's this nice to everyone? Especially women?"

Kim Ye-rin blinked, not daring to reply.

"He cooks for other people," Bae Joo-hyun listed, her fingers already tearing a crease in the sheet. "He promised to cook us a big meal, but he still hasn't. Yet he cooks whenever someone asks him to. Is he even a chef? He takes every order?"

Kim Ye-rin muttered under her breath, "He originally owned a coffee shop... and he's a good cook too. You were the one who fought over the most for the poached chicken last time."

"Oh! Kim Ye-rin."

"Yes!" He was so startled that he even used honorifics.

"Whose side are you on? He bought you off with just a few pieces of chicken?"

Kim Ye-rin immediately stood at attention: "I'm on unnie's side, firmly on unnie's side."

Bae Joo-hyun snorted and peeled off the face mask.

Those eyes shone eerily bright under the light, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up into a smile.

The yandere has climbed out of the cage.

"Give me your phone."

Kim Ye-rin quickly took her phone off the pillow and handed it over, her movements as careful as if she were defusing a bomb.

Bae Joo-hyun took the phone, swiped a few times, and opened the chat window with Liu Zimu.

The last message was from her: 【I miss you, I miss you, I miss you so much.】

He didn't reply.

She stared at the line of text for two seconds, then started typing.

[Liu Zimu.]

Did you cook for Bae Suzy? For Lee Ji-eun? For Park Ji-yeon?

What about me?

What happened to the big meal you promised me?

Are you going to wait until I starve to death before you cook for me?

"Then I'll starve to death right now."

You decide what to do.

After typing the string, she didn't send it. Her finger hovered above the send button for three seconds.

Then I deleted it word by word.

Kim Ye-rin watched from the side, not daring to breathe loudly. She had never seen Bae Joo-hyun like this before.

Bae Joo-hyun tossed her phone aside, lay back on the bed, and stared at the ceiling.

"Yerin, do you think I'm being too easygoing?"

Jin Yilin opened her mouth, thinking to herself, "How come you're so easy to talk to now? You've changed ever since you met Liu Zimu."

But she dared not say it.

"If I'm too easygoing, will he think I'm not important?" Bae Joo-hyun continued, her tone almost like she was talking to herself. "Look at Choi Sulli, she's always around him, and he puts her picture in the center. Look at Lee Ji-eun, she even dares to stick her picture on my head when she goes out for coffee. Look at Bae Suzy, she takes pictures right next to him after having a meal."

She stared at Kim Yerin: "Maknae, if I don't do something soon, will someone else snatch him away?"

Kim Ye-rin finally couldn't hold back anymore: "Unnie, wasn't he already taken away by Sulli unnie?"

Bae Joo-hyun's gaze turned cold.

Kim Ye-rin immediately covered her mouth and took half a step back.

"Hmph! Maknae, have I been too nice to you lately? That's only temporary, only temporary!" Bae Joohyun sat up, picked up a wet wipe from the bedside table and wiped her face, which was red from wiping. "As long as we're not married, it's not the final outcome yet."

She threw away the wet wipe, picked up her phone, and this time without hesitation, opened Liu Zimu's chat window, typed a message, and sent it.

I'll come to your shop tomorrow.

After thinking about it, I added another one.

[If you dare not be here, I'll come to your house. Even if Choi Sulli is there, I'll still go and scratch her face.]

After sending the message, she held her phone to her chest, lay back down, and stared at the ceiling.

The corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

This time he was genuinely laughing.

Seeing her leader's expression, Kim Ye-rin felt a chill run down her spine and whispered, "Unnie! We have plans tomorrow!"

"Even if I have a schedule, I'll go; I'll find the time! Time can always be squeezed out!"

Kim Ye-rin silently left the VIP room, closed the door, leaned against the corridor wall, and took out her phone to send a message to Kang Seul-gi.

【Unnie, something terrible has happened.】

Kang Seulgi replied instantly: 【Has she gone mad again?】

Kim Ye-rin stared at the word "again" on the screen for two seconds, then typed: 【How did you know? But I think it's worse than insanity. She's going to see Liu Zi-mu oppa tomorrow.】

Kang Seulgi replied with a long string of ellipses.

Then came another message: "If you can't stop them, then don't bother. You can't stop them anyway."

Kim Ye-rin sighed and put her phone back in her pocket.

At the end of the corridor, Park Soo-young poked her head out of another room and called out to her, "Yerin, what are you doing standing there? Come here."

Drink coffee.

Kim Ye-rin walked over, sat down on the sofa, took the coffee, took a sip, and frowned because it was so bitter.

Park Soo-young noticed her expression was off: "What's wrong?"

Kim Ye-rin recounted what had just happened.

After listening, Park Soo-young remained silent for three seconds, then picked up her coffee, took a sip, and muttered, "You love-struck idiot!"

There's just no way to deal with her.

Then she said helplessly, "It's normal. We've had too many schedules lately. Unnie hasn't seen Zimu oppa for several days. It's just that his shop is too crowded right now, and going there might cause misunderstandings."

Son Seung-wan chuckled and said, "It's alright, we'll just follow along and provide cover! Anyway, Unnie isn't hiding anything from us anymore."

The three exchanged a glance and nodded.

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