Peninsula's Life Begins in 2016

Ahn Jung-hwan pressed his fingertips around his temples twice, his face full of barely suppressed irritation.

"I've dealt with Chief Kim for many years, and he never loses his temper on the spot, but that doesn't mean he has a good temper. He has a hundred ways to make your future life difficult."

He lowered his hand, looked at Jiang Yan, his eyes filled with both admiration and a headache.

"Don't touch Choi Sulli's matter for now. The company is already in chaos because of EXO, and now that she's brought it to the forefront, the higher-ups are already unhappy with her."

"If you get involved again, even if you're a genius, I won't be able to protect you anymore."

Jiang Yan remained silent for a moment, then bowed slightly.

"Yes, thank you for reminding me, Jung-hwan. I know what to do."

Seeing his stubbornness, Ahn Jung-hwan sighed again, got up and walked to the door, leaving behind a sentence before leaving.

"Don't mess around in the company elevator anymore. The company can easily find out about your relationship with Choi Sulli just by checking the surveillance footage and other information."

The recording studio door closed gently, and Jiang Yan gave a wry smile. It turned out that the scene in the elevator had aroused the company's suspicion.

At this moment, the illusory image of Lim Yoona floated over and landed beside him, carefully observing his expression.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Hmm." Jiang Yan responded briefly, then took out his phone from his pocket and sent a message to the first number in his contacts.

【Yoona noona, I'll treat you tonight. I'll send you the address later.】

When the virtual image of Yoona saw this message, she unusually didn't say anything, but just quietly hung to the side.

After a moment, Jiang Yan opened his eyes, picked up his phone and glanced at it.

With a click, Yoona's reply appeared on the screen.

"Alright, then I won't hold back my anger."

Jiang Yan then sent the address, locked the screen, and picked up the listening headphones again.

……

At 5:10 p.m., the recording of the last non-single track was successfully completed.

Tiffany took off her headphones, stretched her stiff shoulders, and walked out of the recording studio with an undeniable look of exhaustion on her face.

"Xiao Yan, you've worked hard today."

"Nuna, you've worked hard too." Jiang Yan carefully saved all the project documents, stood up, and bowed slightly.

"Aigoo, don't bow again next time." Tiffany picked up her bag from the sofa and wagged her finger at him. "And don't be late for dinner tonight. Our Yoona hates it when people are late."

"Yes, I know, Nuna." Jiang Yan nodded in agreement.

Tiffany walked to the door, hesitated for a moment, then turned back and asked, "Jung-hwan oppa was looking for you earlier, was it because of Sulli?"

Jiang Yan paused in his packing and looked up.

"I knew it." Tiffany sighed, took two steps back, and said, "I watched Shirley come all the way from trainee. I just heard that she turned down that role."

She paused, a hint of seriousness in her eyes: "Actually, many people in the company think she did the right thing, but no one dares to say it to Director Kim's face."

Jiang Yan silently looked at the woman in front of him. Her solo album was at a crucial stage, and Jiang Yan was someone she had personally mentored. Logically speaking, she shouldn't be inquiring about this matter at this time.

But she did it anyway.

Tiffany reached out and patted his shoulder, a gentle smile curving her lips. "Sherry is lucky to have a friend like you. But don't be so impulsive next time. You can talk to me about anything first. Noona has been in this industry for a few more years than you."

"Yes, thank you for your concern, Noona. I will discuss things with Noona more often in the future."

"Go on, go on, don't keep Yoona waiting too long." Tiffany waved her hand, picked up her bag, and walked out of the recording studio.

Jiang Yan put the equipment back in its place, turned off the iMac screen, and got up to put on his coat.

At this moment, the illusory image of Lin Yoona couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. Seeing Jiang Yan looking over with a blank expression, she quickly covered her mouth and blinked innocently.

Jiang Yan snorted and strode away, with the illusory Lin Yun'er following closely behind, her doe-like eyes full of mockery.

After leaving the SM building, Jiang Yan once again turned into the boutique supermarket near the company.

The illusory image of Im Yoona floated behind him, watching him continuously toss things into the shopping cart. Suddenly, her doe eyes widened as if she'd just realized something. "Daebak, are you planning to invite her to your house? Are you going to confront her?"

As Jiang Yan browsed the shelves, he thought to himself, "Lin Yoona, I'm seriously doubting whether that time traveler is actually you in the future. Change your name, don't call her Lin Yoona anymore, or I'm afraid I'll start mistaking her for Pabu."

The illusory image of Lim Yoona froze in mid-air for a moment after being choked by his words, and then instantly bristled.

"Hey! Jiang Yan! What do you mean by that? Are you saying I look stupid?"

She floated directly in front of him, blocking his view of the shelves, her doe-like eyes full of resentment. "I was just trying to lighten the mood, you know! You came out of the recording studio with a face as stiff as a rock. If I didn't try to make you laugh, were I supposed to let you go home with a dark expression on your face?"

Jiang reached out and slipped his hand through her semi-transparent body, picking up a bottle of soy sauce from the shelf. Without batting an eye, he silently thought, "So you're admitting you were just kidding me?"

"I..." The illusory image of Lim Yoona opened her mouth, only to find herself completely trapped in his verbal trap, and angrily spun around in mid-air.

"Fine, I won't argue with you. I can't win an argument with you anyway. You're the better one, okay?"

She floated up to the ceiling with her arms crossed, let out a muffled groan, and then floated down again a few seconds later. As if she had made a momentous decision, she solemnly announced, "From today onwards, I will no longer be called Lim Yoona. Anyway, I don't want to share the same name with her."

Jiang Yan pushed the shopping cart towards the checkout counter and casually asked, "So, what's your name?"

The illusory image of Lin Yoona floated to his side, her hands behind her back, and her chin slightly raised: "Lin Xiaolu, call me Lin Xiaolu."

Jiang Yan paused slightly and glanced at her.

"What are you looking at?" The illusory figure of Lim Yoona—no, Lim Xiaolu—felt a little guilty under his gaze, but still maintained her proud demeanor. "That's what my fans call me, saying my eyes look like a deer's. Don't you think so?"

Jiang Yan withdrew his gaze, pushed the shopping cart to the checkout counter, and while putting things on it, he thought to himself, "It's alright, better than the name I came up with for 'Ah Piao'."

Lin Xiaolu was taken aback for a moment, somewhat surprised that he didn't argue with her. Then, she couldn't help but smile. "Hmph, what do you mean 'okay'? It sounds great! And I'm not a ghost, I'm Lin Xiaolu, got it?"

"Okay, I got it, Ah Piao-xi."

"ah!"