Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

Chapter 90 When a Spirited Young Girl Meets a Domineering Man

Park Chaeyoung squatted on the ground, buried her face in her arms, and started crying very sadly again.

Liu Zimu bent down to look at her condition, stretched out his hand and hovered it in mid-air for two seconds before pulling it back.

"Chaeyoung."

She didn't react.

"Hey! Get up first."

She looked up, her eyes filled with tears, looking utterly pitiful: "All you know is to tell me to get up, get up."

She sniffed, her voice hoarse: "You lied to me saying you'd take care of me, but now you're avoiding me. Why should you talk to me anymore?"

She became increasingly angry as she spoke, and her tears fell even more profusely.

Liu Zimu sighed: "Don't cry. If YG really collapses and abandons you, then I will take care of you."

The sound effect of Park Chae-young crying froze for a moment.

She looked up at him, her eyes red-rimmed, her lips still pouting: "Why are you interfering with me? Don't you already have Shirley-senpai?"

"Oh my god! I don't care about that. If that day ever comes, I'll buy you all from YG."

"Huh? Buy it?" She chuckled, a huge snot bubble appearing on her nose.

Liu Zimu looked at her snot bubble, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

Park Chae-young blushed and wiped her nose with his clothes: "You're just a small coffee shop owner, you're not even as rich as me, how can you buy anything?"

Liu Zimu pulled back her coat with disdain: "You crazy girl, why don't you use your own clothes?"

"This could have been kept quiet, but a crime is a crime, and I'm going to do it right the first time. You can hate me or think I ruined YG, but remember this: if I say I can do it, I can do it. I think a crazy girl like you can still afford it, right?"

Park Chae-young's lips trembled even more, and tears streamed down her face.

She reached out her right hand and grasped the hem of Liu Zimu's coat: "Oppa..."

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Liu Zimu neither responded nor moved.

The two of them stood and squatted very close together.

The door of the white sedan was opened.

Choi Sulli got off the bus and walked over.

She was also wearing a long black coat, her hair was down, and she was still wearing makeup.

She glanced at Park Chae-young, who was squatting on the ground, then at the hand clutching Liu Zimu's clothes, and her lips twitched slightly.

Then she shifted her gaze back to Rosé and smiled.

Not just being polite, but very composed.

The moment Park Chaeyoung saw Choi Sulli, she felt as if she had been pricked by a needle.

She abruptly loosened her grip on Liu Zimu's clothes, her knee hitting the floor with a thud. She winced in pain, but didn't have time to rub it. She quickly stood up, bracing herself against the ground.

However, due to the hasty movements and the severe numbness in his legs, he swayed for a moment before managing to steady himself by supporting Liu Zimu's body.

As Liu Zimu watched this scene, an inconsolable thought popped into his mind.

Doesn't this look like a mistress meeting the wife?

It's just like that.

"Senior..." Park Chaeyoung's voice was still trembling, her eyes were still red, and her face was full of guilt.

Choi Sulli, on the other hand, remained quite calm.

She raised her chin slightly, her gaze lingering on Park Chaeyoung for two seconds.

"Chaeyoung," she called out, her tone flat, "What are you doing at my man's shop so late instead of staying in the dorm with your teammates?"

Park Chaeyoung lowered her head, staring at her canvas shoes: "I...I just came to sit for a while."

Choi Sulli looked at her, her delicate face showing no change in expression.

But Liu Zimu, standing beside him, could clearly sense it.

In fact, the atmosphere in the entire coffee shop changed the moment Choi Sulli got out of the car.

It felt like there was suddenly someone else in a room, and that person's presence was so strong that you couldn't ignore them.

Wherever she stands, that place becomes the center of attention.

She walked up to Park Chae-young and extended her hand.

Park Chae-young subconsciously shrank back half an inch.

"Come with me." Choi Sulli's tone wasn't an order, but it certainly wasn't a request either.

She pulled Park Chae-young's wrist and walked towards the photo wall, her back straight, but her pace neither fast nor slow.

Park Chae-young was pulled along, stumbled a step, and glanced back at Liu Zimu.

His eyes were filled with the message, "Save me."

Liu Zimu stood still, without moving.

It's not that he didn't want to save her, it's that he himself didn't understand what Choi Sulli was trying to do.

This woman's behavior has become increasingly unpredictable lately. You think it's an A, but she gives you a C; you think she's going to cause trouble, but she doesn't.

The two of them stood in front of the photo wall.

The light shone on the row of photo frames, with a photo of Liu Zimu and Cui Xueli in the very center.

On the right is Jin Qiutian, and on the left is Pei Zhufa.

When Park Chae-young saw that photo, she paused for a moment.

Sulli saw it too, but she didn't say anything. She just pointed to the photo in the very center.

"Did you see this?"

Park Chae-young nodded.

"This is me," Choi Sulli said in a neutral tone.

She released Park Chaeyoung's wrist, put her hands back in her coat pockets, leaned against the photo wall, and tilted her head to look at Park Chaeyoung: "Bae Joo-hyun wants to steal my man, but she's not afraid at all."

Park Chae-young's lips moved slightly, but she didn't say anything.

"But what about you?" Choi Sulli tilted her head, a slow smile playing on her lips. "You want to compete with me, but you're such a coward, do you think you can win?"

These words weren't spoken harshly, but each one felt like a muffled punch.

Park Chae-young's face turned red instantly, down to her ears.

After a long while, she finally managed to stammer out, "Senior, I didn't mean anything by it to Oppa... I didn't mean that."

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"That's enough," Choi Sulli interrupted her.

She stared at Park Chaeyoung for two seconds, then laughed: "With your guts, you can't even admit this, yet you dare to come here alone in the middle of the night?"

She reached out and patted Rosé's shoulder, the pressure neither too light nor too heavy: "Alright, stop crying. What's the big deal? It's not your fault. How could such a big company like YG Entertainment collapse? You slept in my bed upstairs here last time, and you were so bold as to make a heart shape with my man's hands at the concert. And now this is what happens?"

Park Chaeyoung sniffed, not daring to look at her.

This Choi Sulli is completely different from the Choi Sulli in the news.

Domineering and imposing!

Choi Sulli glanced at Liu Zimu, who hadn't moved an inch from standing in the distance, glared at him, and then said to Park Chaeyoung, "Call Kim Jisoo and tell her you're not going home tonight."

Park Chaeyoung was stunned: "Senior?"

"Go ahead and fight." Choi Sulli took out her phone and glanced at the time. "What time is it? You ran out here all by yourself. Aren't your manager worried? Aren't your teammates worried? I'll talk to her after we're done."

Park Chaeyoung hesitated for two seconds, then took out her phone, turned it on, found Kim Jisoo's number, and dialed it.

I answered it after it rang twice.

"Chaeyoung? Where are you? We were so worried when you disappeared!" Kim Jisoo's voice was really anxious.

Sulli reached out and took the phone from Rosé's hand, then held it to her ear: "Jisoo? It's me, Sulli."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

"Chaeyoung is staying with me tonight and won't be going back. Tell your manager that I'll take her home tomorrow."

Kim Jisoo remained silent for a while before saying, "Yes, I understand. Thank you for your help, senior."

After hanging up the phone, Choi Sulli shoved the phone back into Park Chaeyoung's hand and turned to walk towards the door.

Halfway there, she turned back and glanced at Park Chae-young, who was still standing there in a daze: "Come on, what are you still standing there for? Waiting for my man to carry you?"

Park Chae-young glanced at Liu Zimu.

Liu Zimu nodded slightly to her and smiled.

Choi Sulli has opened his eyes again tonight.

Park Chae-young then shuffled over to catch up.

Choi Sulli opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, while Park Chaeyoung hesitated for a moment before opening the back door and getting in.

As Liu Zimu sat in the driver's seat and fastened his seatbelt, he glanced at Park Chae-young in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

She kept her head down, her hands gripping the knees of her pants, looking extremely anxious.

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