Peninsula, starting with being neighbors with Lee Kwang-soo

"Sigh... the world is finally quiet!" Qin Wen put down the phone and enjoyed the rare peace.

*Slap!* After an unknown amount of time, Qin Wen slapped himself.

"You simp, will you die if you don't look up there...!"

Qin Wen returned to the living room and, in an attempt to distract himself, took out the ghost story script he had drawn and began to study it.

After an unknown amount of time, as the sunlight slowly faded, Qin Wen finally put down the script.

Qin Wen thought for a moment, then took out his phone and called Lee Kwang-soo, intending to tease his silly older brother a little.

"Hey, Kwang-soo hyung, Sunbin's here! Can't find you, come back right now!"

Lee Kwang-soo looked completely bewildered. Wasn't Sunbin filming? Why was she looking for him?

"Hey, hey, is Kwang-soo hyung there?" Qin Wen asked again when Lee Kwang-soo didn't reply.

"Um... I'm here. Ask Sunbin what she wants from me. Isn't she filming a movie?"

"Why didn't you call me?" Lee Kwang-soo hurriedly replied.

"Um...," said Seonbin Nuna.

A woman gave her a pair of your underwear, and she asked you, "What's going on?"

Qin Wen suppressed a laugh; he seemed to have found a use for that pile of Lee Kwang-soo's underwear and socks...!

"What woman...! A lot of my underwear have been mysteriously going missing lately!"

"Could it be that the wind blew into someone else's house?" Lee Kwang-soo quickly retorted.

"Sigh... I'm so disappointed in you. We haven't known each other for very long..."

But in my heart, I've always thought of you as a good older brother.

But I never expected you to treat Bao like this... and Sunbin like that.

"I was the one who introduced you and Xianbin. How am I supposed to face her now that you've acted like this?"

Qin Wen was in high spirits; he had finally seized the opportunity.

He returned the favor to Lee Kwang-soo after he had criticized him a while ago.

"Huh...? You little brat, are you messing with me?"

Lee Kwang-soo finally understood and angrily cursed at Qin Wen.

"Yes, I'm just messing with you!" Qin Wen replied seriously.

"Damn it, who gave it to me? You scared the hell out of me!"

"You wait, I'll kill you when I get back tonight!"

Lee Kwang-soo, who had been feeling uneasy, relaxed and immediately started barking wildly at Qin Wen.

"Fine, I've prepared the food, waiting for you to come and kill me!"

Qin Wen responded calmly, then hung up the phone and went downstairs to buy groceries.

At 7 PM, Lee Kwang-soo arrived, yelling, "You bastard, where's Sun-bin? Where are my underwear?!"

After opening the door, Qin Wen sat back down on the sofa, glancing sideways with a disdainful expression.

She looked at Lee Kwang-soo with the eyes of someone looking at trash, then gestured with her lip toward the script on the coffee table.

"There's a script on the table. After you read it, I hope you'll call me godfather...!"

After Qin Wen finished speaking, he ignored the furious Li Guangzhu and got up to go to the kitchen to cook.

"That brat is getting more and more arrogant..."

Lee Kwang-soo paused upon hearing the script, but still spat angrily at Qin Wen.

He then went to the sofa, picked up the script, and began to read.

He wanted to see what kind of amazing script made this brat so arrogant.

But once he started looking, he stayed for an hour.

Qin Wen knew he would take a long time to look at it, so he worked very slowly.

But even at a slow pace, all three dishes were finished, and I could only sit there bored, waiting for him.

But when he started turning back to the first page, preparing to read it a second time...

Qin Wen couldn't wait any longer and quickly started teasing, "Can you call me godfather now?"

"Your godfather has prepared a meal for you. Would you like to eat first, and then we can talk?"

"Wow! This is amazing! A truly exceptional piece!"

"Father, this script... wait, Qin Wen, you didn't write this script, did you?"

Lee Kwang-soo ignored Qin Wen's teasing and looked at him excitedly.

"It wasn't me; it was written by a man named Godfather."

"Let me take a look at him...!" Qin Wen looked at him teasingly.

"Godfather....!" Lee Kwang-soo murmured strangely, still immersed in the script.

"Hey...hahaha, my good godson, your godfather loves you."

"Hurry up and eat with your godfather first, then we can talk!" Qin Wen quickly agreed, continuing his humiliation.

"You...you bastard, I'll fucking kill you...!"

Seeing that Qin Wen kept harassing him, Lee Kwang-soo's eyes turned red, and he was about to rush over and beat him up.

Qin Wen maintained his smile, elegantly lit a cigarette, and took out a cigarette.

Looking at the fool rushing towards him, he said disdainfully, "Don't you want to keep up the act?"

Indeed, elegance never goes out of style, especially when compared to Lee Kwang-soo, who is standing still with his fists clenched and a frustrated expression.

Seeing that Lee Kwang-soo was speechless with frustration, Qin Wen provocatively spat a puff of secondhand smoke at him.

"Damn it, I really want to punch him, but this is a script to prove my acting skills...!"

Lee Kwang-soo's face turned pale and then purple as he used his limited wisdom to consider the matter.

After a long pause, he decided to back down. "Hehe, Qin Wen, my good little brother...!"

Let's eat. Don't worry, you've worked hard cooking. I'll do the dishes later!

Call me godfather!

"You...! Could you please use a different form of address?"

Call me godfather!

"Should I call you Producer Qin? No, no, no, how about I call you Screenwriter Qin?"

Call me godfather!

"You fucking bastard, are you trying to take us all down with you? Believe me or not, I'll go down and fetch some swill right now!"

Lee Kwang-soo's eyes gradually turned crazed; he could no longer tolerate it.

"Uh...! Fine, if you don't want to call me that, you don't have to. It's just calling me godfather, right?"

"How stingy!" Qin Wen pouted. Seeing Lee Kwang-soo pull out his trump card, he muttered a few words in exasperation and went to the dining table.

As he walked, he tried to save face, saying, "I was just hungry."

Otherwise, you unfilial adopted son, you'll have to pay for all my grievances tonight.

Seeing that he had frightened the beast, Lee Kwang-soo finally breathed a sigh of relief. As for the verbal advantage he had gained,

For the sake of the script, Lee Kwang-soo decided to pretend he didn't hear it.

The war ended, and the two began to eat.

"Qin Wen, which role are you going to let me play?" Lee Kwang-soo asked impatiently after taking a couple of bites of rice.

"Uh...!" Qin Wen paused for a moment. He had been considering having Lee Kwang-soo play the role of Lee Dong-wook.

But looking at the "idiot eating picture" felt really out of place to him.

"Damn it, say something!" Lee Kwang-soo, who was extremely anxious, couldn't wait any longer and instinctively cursed.

Qin Wen's eyes narrowed; seeing that this fool dared to insult him,

He immediately decided on a role for him: "I'm going to have you cross-dress as the Three Goddesses Grandmother...!"

"No...no! You beast, don't you want to eat anymore?!" Lee Kwang-soo exploded instantly upon hearing this.

He put down his chopsticks and stared intently at Qin Wen, as if he would fight him to the death if he uttered a single unnecessary word.

"Who told you to insult me?" Qin Wen also put down his chopsticks, got into a defensive stance, and prepared for battle.

"I...!" Lee Kwang-soo clenched his fists and didn't say anything. He felt he had reached his breaking point!

"So, tell me honestly, Producer Qin, Writer Qin, I was wrong!"

"I'll tell you, what's your role like?" Qin Wen saw that the fool's eyes were already blazing with murderous intent.

He quickly stepped back, afraid that the fool would recklessly smear swill all over him.

How could he possibly face Jisoo and...?