Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

Chapter 112 Oppa and the Goblin

BLACKPINK's dorm room.

Park Chae-young sat cross-legged on the bed, still holding her phone in her hand, the screen displaying the Instagram interface.

She had just gone through all the photos that Lee Ji-eun and the others had posted today, and she hadn't missed a single one.

She zoomed in on the photo of Bae Suzy and Liu Zimu.

She gestured with her finger on the screen to indicate the distance between the two people; it was less than ten centimeters.

She didn't look at Park Jiyeon's photos much, which is normal.

My phone vibrated. It was a message from Jisoo: "Chaeyoung, what are you doing alone in your room? Come out and get some fruit."

Park Chae-young replied with two words: "Not hungry."

Jisoo posted another message: [You've been locked in your room since you came back this afternoon, are you okay?]

Park Chaeyoung stared at the message for two seconds: 【It's okay, unnie!】

Jennie sat next to Jisoo, eating fruit, and muttered, "It's useless. She's probably been provoked by U and the others. A man, I don't know why she's so interested in him?"

Park Chae-young logged out of Instagram and opened her chat with Liu Zimu.

I swiped my finger across the screen twice to scroll through the previous chat history.

He made her a pistachio.

He said she danced beautifully.

He said her legs weren't short.

She remembered every single one of them, the tone of his voice when he said each word, the time he sent the message, and the heartbeat she felt when she received it.

Park Chae-young tossed her phone aside, lay back on the bed, and her blonde hair immediately spread across the pillow.

She suddenly remembered that night at his house, when she was wearing Choi Sulli's pajamas and looking at the Han River.

He came out and stood next to her. Neither of them spoke; they just stood there watching.

Am I overthinking things?

Since those women dared to post it, they must not have meant anything by it.

Besides, Sherry unnie is there too; she'll be watching him.

Am I being too greedy? I already promised myself I wouldn't steal anything.

But all three of them are so beautiful! I'm a little worried.

She sat up in bed, picked up her phone, and opened Liu Zimu's chat window.

She typed a message: "Oppa, when are you going to bring Qiutian to our company again? I miss her."

After thinking about it, I deleted it.

She typed another line: "Oppa, I'm so tired from practice today, can you cook for me?"

I stared at it for two seconds, then deleted it.

She typed again: "Oppa, I saw the photos that Ji-eun unnie and the others posted. When you were standing next to Suzy unnie, where were your hands?"

Still not sent.

She placed her phone face down on the bed, stood up, and walked to the window.

Outside the window is the night view of Seoul: skyscrapers, countless lights, and the taillights of cars flowing like a glowing river.

She knew the general direction.

Located on the top floor of a building overlooking the Han River, with floor-to-ceiling windows.

She had been there once and remembered the location.

Park Chae-young stood by the window for a while, then returned to the bedside and sat down, picking up her phone again.

This time, she didn't hesitate and typed out a message.

Oppa, did you cook for Unnie and the others today? I want some too. You promised me last time that you'd cook for me from now on, you can't go back on your word.

After sending the message, she hugged her phone tightly, staring expectantly at the screen.

About a minute later, the screen went dark and then lit up again.

Liu Zimu replied with three words: 【Understood.】

Park Chae-young stared at those three words for several seconds, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up.

She typed another line: 【When? You can't just brush me off.】

This time the reply was even faster: 【When you have time.】

Park Chae-young hugged her phone to her chest, flopped onto the bed, rolled halfway around, and curled the blanket into a ball, looking like a spring roll.

This is the scene that Kim Jisoo saw when she pushed the door open and came in.

She leaned against the doorframe, holding a plate of cut fruit, and tilted her head to look at Rosé: "Hey! Rosé, what's wrong?"

What's wrong? What's gotten into you?

Rosé buried her face in the blanket: "Unnie, I'm okay."

"Why are you blushing like a boiled shrimp if nothing's wrong?"

"It's just a bit hot."

Kim Jisoo glanced at her, didn't expose her, put the fruit on the bedside table, and turned to leave.

She turned back at the door and called out, "Chaeyoung."

"Unnie, what's wrong?"

"Who were you texting just now? You were laughing like that."

Park Chaeyoung lifted her head from under the covers, her face still flushed, but her expression had returned to normal: "Nobody, just a friend."

Kim Jisoo stared at her for two seconds, scoffed, closed the door, and left.

Park Chaeyoung lay back down, held her phone up to her face, and opened the composite photo of her and him at the concert.

The lights shone on her, and behind her was a sky full of stars created by the lights. She was so dazzling, and he, photoshopped in from behind, was looking at her.

She was very happy.

At the same time, in Kim Ji-won's apartment.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa, wearing a large gray sweatshirt, her hair down, and her face bare of makeup.

The laptop sits on the coffee table, its screen displaying the Instagram page for Shiguang Coffee.

She just finished watching the fourth episode of "Go Golden Autumn" for the second time.

She laughed the first time she watched it, laughed until her stomach hurt, slid off the sofa onto the floor, and lay on the blanket laughing for a long time.

She didn't laugh when she watched it the second time.

She was looking at the details.

She was stunned by Liu Zimu's dancing.

The Goblin can also dance, and it's so interesting.

Kim Ji-won stared at Liu Zimu's face on the screen, her mind on edge again.

Lord Goblin.

Is he living a carefree life now? There are just so many female celebrities around him.

However, he has quite a few nine-tailed foxes around him.

She picked up her phone and opened her chat with Liu Zimu.

The last message was from him. A few days ago, she said she was busy, and he replied with two words: "Okay."

She wanted to reply, but didn't know what to say.

You can't just ask, "God, are you free today?"

That would be too embarrassing, and it doesn't suit her personality.

She had already sensed that Sulli and he were not a couple.

Choi Sulli was considered a good friend of mine, but I never expected there to be a photo wall there.

I was so scared by him last time that I didn't pay any attention.

But something extraordinary has already happened to me. Shouldn't I be his goblin bride? Were all those women villains in the story?

She actually breathed a sigh of relief; it would be nice if she weren't the Goblin's Bride.

After all, Liu Zimu wasn't a succubus; her feelings for him were merely awe, not love.

But I just couldn't suppress my curiosity.

After all, what happened to him was too frightening, and besides, the demon hadn't denied it.

I've been wanting to visit the coffee shop, but I've been too busy lately filming, and there are too many fans at his shop.

Now that Lee Ji-eun and the others have gone, can I go and see them too?

[God, I watched the video again. You dance so well, much better than last time.]

After sending it, she held her phone and stared at the screen, just like Park Chae-young.

About two minutes later, Liu Zimu replied with four words: 【Are you drunk?】

"Damn it..." Kim Ji-won stared at those four words for two seconds, her lips trembled, and she almost cursed out loud.

She typed through gritted teeth: "I didn't drink too much, I'm perfectly sober, and I don't like drinking."

"Then what do you call me, Lord Goblin?"

Kim Ji-won was stunned for a moment, then realized what she meant, and her face turned red instantly.

She quickly typed: "Sorry, I just said it off-key. Besides, there's no one else here."

Whatever you want.

Kim Ji-won stared at the message for several seconds, imagining the person's impatient expression, and then chuckled.

She used to like staring blankly at the ceiling, but now she suddenly finds it quite interesting to chat with a supernatural human via mobile phone.

Has this opened a door to a new world for me?

Are you at the coffee shop tomorrow night? I'd like to come for coffee!

Liu Zimu replied relatively quickly: [Not here, I'm going to Starship tomorrow afternoon to film a dance certification video.]

Starship? Isn't that his own agency?

However, KingKong, which I work for, is also under this company, but their actors' division is not with that company.

I can't just run there myself, can I?

If you can't dance, what's the point of going there?

The main thing is that we have to film a movie tomorrow.

Kim Ji-won was momentarily speechless.

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