Chapter 19 She definitely did it on purpose.
Chapter 19 She definitely did it on purpose.
"Hello." Liu Zhimin stood up and actually said it in Chinese.
"Hello," Liu Zimu replied in Chinese.
"Wow, Jimin unnie, your Chinese pronunciation is terrible, it doesn't sound like I taught you," Ningning teased from the side.
Liu Zhimin glared at her, then switched back to Korean.
Liu Zimu told them some jokes about China from his past life, which made the two little girls very happy.
The three of them chatted casually like that.
Liu Zimu suddenly handed Ningning a business card: "When you're free, you can come and visit me here! I'm quite considerate of people from my hometown."
Ningning took it: "Shiguang Cafe? President Liu Zimu? Bro, is this your shop?"
Liu Zimu nodded, about to speak, but then stopped.
Because a human figure—no, a ghostly figure—appeared.
It's Bae Joo-hyun.
This woman had followed them here at some point, and she was looking at them with her arms crossed.
The faint smile still lingered at the corners of her mouth.
Following Liu Zimu's gaze, the two maids turned and saw Pei Zhuxuan. They quickly stood up, bowed, and then ran away.
Ningning even turned around and made a face at him.
"Two more beautiful girls." Bae Joo-hyun stepped forward, her tone soft, a smile still playing on her lips.
It’s over.
Liu Zimu felt that he should have written his suicide note when he left home that morning.
"Noona, what are you doing here? Is practice over?" He turned into a sycophant.
Bae Joo-hyun didn't reply to him, but instead looked in the direction Ningning and Yoo Jimin had gone: "Having a good chat?"
"We just chatted for a few minutes."
"Oh?" Bae Joo-hyun nodded, looking at him. "Did that trainee from China give you chocolate?"
"what?"
"I saw it." Bae Joo-hyun's gaze returned to his face, the light in her eyes appearing somewhat frightening under the lamplight. "Liu Zimu, you're already quite popular on your first day here."
"No, that trainee is from my hometown, so we chatted a bit more..." Liu Ziming paused for a moment, "Hey, what am I supposed to explain to you?"
"Who cares? Can you talk to me a little more now?" Bae Joo-hyun reached out her hand.
She pinched his sleeve, glanced down at his hand holding the chocolate, then looked back at his face with a pitiful expression: "Is she prettier than me?"
"What?"
"I'm asking you, is she prettier than me?"
Liu Zimu looked at Bae Joo-hyun's face, a face that countless people called a goddess, now right in front of him, less than twenty centimeters away.
"You're good-looking, but the other person is only a teenager. What's the point of comparing them?"
Bae Joo-hyun laughed: "So you like her? You like younger girls?"
"Are you crazy? I've only known her for less than twenty minutes."
"You can't dislike me even if you don't want to." She moved even closer. "Remember this, not only are you mine this week, but you'll be mine from now on."
Liu Zimu took a deep breath and did not emphasize that he would only work for seven days.
Trying to reason with a yandere is completely useless!
"Let's go inside, Seulgi and the others must be getting impatient." He sighed and decided to leave first.
Bae Joo-hyun smiled and nodded: "Let's go, personal assistant, remember to hold this for me."
She actually took a small bottle of mineral water out of her pocket and handed it to him.
When Liu Zimu took it, their fingers touched.
Her fingers were frighteningly cold.
"Why are your hands so cold?" he asked instinctively, then immediately regretted it.
Seeing his expression, Bae Joo-hyun smiled happily: "Are you worried about me?"
"No, it's just from the perspective of a personal assistant that I think you should wear more clothes."
"Okay, I got it." She turned and walked towards the company gate, then took two steps and looked back at him. "You touched my hand just now, I'll remember that this time."
What?!
Liu Zimu followed behind her helplessly, with only one thought in his mind: This is only the first day.
These days are really tough!
In your memory, which other female celebrities from the Korean Peninsula were relatively gentle?
It seems like only Kim Tae-yeon and Hyun-hyun are in this company, right?
I wonder if I'll be able to see that girl this week.
The afternoon shoot took place outdoors.
The temperature in Seoul in November is not high, with daytime temperatures only around ten degrees Celsius.
The sun was nice, hanging in the azure sky, but it wasn't warm at all; it was the kind of decoration that looked beautiful but was actually useless.
When the wind blows, it brings a bone-chilling cold.
Liu Zimu is still the same as before.
His outfit was the most basic warm clothing in Seoul in November, but he still shivered when he stood behind the outdoor work team.
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Oh well! All that excitement for nothing!
Could it be that even the commander was scared away after encountering the terrifying Bae Joo-hyun?
He replied to Choi Sulli's message and composed himself.
I noticed that all five members of Red Velvet were dressed very lightly.
Their photoshoot wasn't actually that complicated; it was just about promoting a certain brand, and they posed in various ways according to the photographer's instructions.
However, it still took quite a while to figure this out.
He stood on the perimeter, holding five people's coats and water bottles, like a mobile clothes rack.
Park Soo-young walked over, took her water bottle from his hand, took a sip, and then put it back.
"Hold this for me, don't get them mixed up."
"Yes." He nodded helplessly, not wanting to say too much.
Bae Joo-hyun posed for photos not far away, following the photographer's instructions. Her gaze would occasionally sweep over him before shifting away again.
He silently counted in his mind; she had already scanned him three times in just a short while.
"She's in good spirits today," Park Soo-young suddenly said.
"Who?" Liu Zimu pretended not to know.
"I'm Irene unnie."
Park Soo-young glanced at him, her eyes conveying the message: What are you pretending for?
Liu Zimu didn't want to respond.
Park Soo-young snorted, said nothing more, and walked back to the filming area on her own.
Kang Seulgi changed her position and leaned against Bae Joo-hyun, both of them smiling sweetly.
The photographer snapped away, and the assistants around him kept praising how beautiful it was.
Liu Zimu's gaze fell on Bae Joo-hyun's face.
She was smiling.
Smile at the camera, smile at the photographer, smile at everyone.
But after she finished laughing, her eyes returned to their usual cold and aloof expression, like a precisely functioning robot that shuts down immediately after taking a photo, without any further expression.
After shooting for about half an hour, the photographer called a halt and said they would take another set from a different angle.
Taking advantage of the break, Bae Joo-hyun walked up to Liu Zimu.
The other members were drinking water and touching up their makeup on the other side; no one was looking this way.
"It's cold," she said, her voice sounding like she was being coquettish.
Liu Zimu felt that she was really cold. Although he was reluctant, he still had his professional ethics and quickly handed her his coat.
Bae Joo-hyun took the coat, but instead of putting it on, she held it in her arms.
She looked at him, that horrible smile reappearing on her lips: "My shoelaces are loose."
Liu Zimu glanced down at her canvas shoes; the shoelaces were indeed loose.
"What's it to me!"
"I don't want to bend over." Her tone was sweet and coquettish, but the underlying meaning was that it was perfectly natural.
Liu Zimu took a deep breath and saw that she was very serious.
Helpless, I squatted down and tied her shoelaces.
At that moment, he could feel the gazes of the staff around him sweeping over him. Perhaps some thought it was out of concern, or perhaps others thought he was just fulfilling his duties as an assistant.
But he knew it wasn't true!
Just bear with it!
Anyway, he's only an assistant for seven days, and after that we'll go our separate ways and won't know each other anymore.
As he stood up after tying his shoelaces, Bae Joo-hyun suddenly leaned closer.
"Your hand just touched my ankle."
Liu Zimu was taken aback for a moment: "So what?"
"Nothing." It was that chilling laugh again. "I just wanted to say that I enjoyed it when you touched me. So, from now on, you can only touch my feet."
This woman is here again.
Did she specifically wear canvas shoes just to wait for this?
He dared not think too deeply about it.
I just feel that the peninsula isn't worth it!
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