Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

Chapter 31 The Young Girl Locks in on Her Target

When Liu Zimu got home, his legs felt like they were made of lead. He struggled to change his shoes and then collapsed onto the sofa.

I'm exhausted, really exhausted.

Both physical and mental exhaustion.

The moment I close my eyes, all I see is Bae Joo-hyun's smile at the end, the kind that makes you want to call the police.

What he was most grateful for was that the woman didn't ask him who bit him on the lip.

"Thank goodness, it was just a false alarm," he muttered to himself as he walked toward the guest room.

He glanced at Park Chae-young's note and smiled.

Her contact number was still on it, but he had no intention of contacting her.

He glanced at the guest room and muttered, "You crazy woman, come back soon."

I checked my phone again.

In the golden autumn, that little girl bombarded me with a barrage of messages, all screenshots and exclamation marks.

[Oppa, you're trending on social media!!!]

[Kang Hanna's Instagram post has almost 50,000 likes!!!]

【You're such a good cook! You order takeout for me every day. Don't you know I'm still growing? I don't care, you have to cook for me after you start working!!!】

He smiled; this little girl was still so full of energy.

He crawled into his bed, pulled the blanket over his head, and in less than five seconds, his consciousness began to fade. In the last second before he lost consciousness, a thought flashed through his mind: I have to face that yandere tomorrow. Will I be able to come back alive?

At the same moment, on the other side of Seoul.

A black van drove smoothly through the night.

The four members of BLACKPINK had just finished their day's activities, and they were all slumped in their seats, some already asleep.

No one spoke; even their breathing was languid.

The incident of Park Chae-young running away from home and disappearing for a night seems to have passed.

Kim Jisoo sat by the window, propping her head up with one hand and scrolling through her phone listlessly with the other.

Her day's itinerary made her increasingly dependent on her phone; aside from playing games and scrolling through Instagram, she couldn't find anything more interesting to do.

She was so sleepy, but her obsessive-compulsive disorder made her feel compelled to finish reading all the unread messages.

Jennie Kim was standing next to him with her eyes closed and earphones in her ears, listening to something.

Lisa sat behind Jisoo, and seemed to be in slightly better spirits than the others. She was still struggling with her bangs, fiddling with them with her hands.

Park Chae-young leaned her head against the car window, nodding off repeatedly, unable to fall asleep.

"Wow, that's interesting," Kim Jisoo suddenly said, her tone tinged with disbelief.

Lisa lazily raised her eyelids: "Hmm?"

"Look at this." Kim Jisoo held her phone up to Lisa, showing the Instagram interface on the screen.

It's a video.

The scene is filled with smoke and flying spatulas. A man in an apron stands in front of a blazing stove, sweating profusely, surrounded by staff.

The scene was chaotic and lively.

This is different from sharing with official celebrities.

Lisa frowned and stared at the screen for two seconds: "What is this?"

Jisoo laughed: "An assistant from SM Entertainment actually cooked on the set of 'Running Man'!"

Lisa took it and examined it carefully: "An assistant from SM Entertainment?"

"Yes, look at this big pot, it's not the kind of pot we use for cooking on the peninsula. And the dishes he made, they look like Chinese food. Is he Chinese? They look so delicious." Although Kim Ji-soo was exhausted, her love for watching the excitement was ingrained in her bones, and she felt much better when she encountered such bizarre things.

I started introducing myself to Lisa.

These words, when they reached Park Chae-young's ears, were nothing more than something that drifted by like a breeze.

Her eyelids twitched slightly, but she didn't open them.

Lisa took Jisoo's phone and zoomed in to look at the man's face.

"Why does it look so familiar?" Lisa muttered.

Jisoo, caught up in her gossip, forgot all about being tired: "You know him?"

"I don't recognize him." Lisa shook her head, then stared at the screen for several seconds, searching her mental database to make sure there was no such person before confidently adding, "Maybe he looks like one of my staff members I've met before."

Jisoo started scrolling through the comments section again: "Look at the comments, he said he was Red Velvet's temporary life assistant. He borrowed the production crew's space at the recording site, brought his own ingredients and a big iron pot, and cooked enough food for fifty or sixty people! He said it was to support Bae Joo-hyun and the others."

Lisa exclaimed, "Wow! How much has SM Entertainment exploited this person? The assistant has to cook for them? And this way of showing support is truly unique!"

Jennie took off one earphone: "What are you guys talking about?"

Kim Jisoo quickly handed her her phone to look at, and the three of them chattered away.

"He seems to own a coffee shop." Kim Jisoo scrolled to the bottom of the comment section and read out the top-rated replies word by word. "Some people said that he had some trouble on the set of the 'Jinri Market' program before, but no one said what it was."

"A coffee shop owner going to work as a temporary assistant at SM Entertainment? That's really something. Oh my god, so many seniors have even posted photos of him with him." Jennie handed the phone back to Jisoo, pursed her lips, and put her earphones back on.

When Park Chae-young heard the words "Jinri Store" and "coffee shop," her back suddenly tensed up.

She opened her eyes, sat up straight, and secretly glanced at the phone screen from behind Kim Jisoo.

Kim Jisoo changed to a video uploaded by a staff member.

The image on the screen wasn't large, and the camera zoomed out a bit.

Even so, she still recognized the man standing behind the stove.

His forehead was covered in sweat, but his hands moved very nimbly.

Behind him stood a line of artists and staff, each holding a disposable rice bowl.

Yoo Jae-suk and the others were all laughing happily as they looked at the man.

Liu Zimu.

It really is that Liu Zimu.

He never expected that the next time he would hear news about him would be on Instagram, and on the set of "Running Man" where he was cooking for everyone.

What kind of neurotic is this person?

But it's really interesting.

"Jisoo unnie, let me see." She kept her voice very calm.

Kim Jisoo glanced at her: "Weren't you going to sleep?"

I can't sleep.

Kim Jisoo handed over her phone, and Park Chaeyoung took it, slowly swiping her finger across the screen.

Scrolling down the photos or videos, besides Liu Zimu's profile as he busies himself in front of the stove, there are also selfies of him with Kang Hanna and Park Soo-young, in which he stands in the middle with an expression that looks like he's being forced.

She stared at the group photo for a few seconds, zoomed in, zoomed out, and finally flipped back to the photo of him standing in front of the stove wielding a spatula.

This man is really interesting.

He can cook in front of a group of celebrities and still have everyone line up with their bowls and wait for him.

A person who would take in a drunkard late at night with a soft heart, a person who would comfort themselves.

Of course she knew he had a girlfriend. Choi Sulli was laughing so arrogantly in the photo frame on the dressing table, even their toothbrushes were matching couple items.

Curiosity was gradually aroused.

He owns a coffee shop, and I occasionally stop by for a cup of coffee.

That makes sense, right?

He's seen me at my worst, but I haven't shown him my most dazzling self yet.

This made Park Chae-young feel somewhat resentful.

She held her breath, wanting to prove that the pathetic woman who squatted and cried on the street last night wasn't the real her.

"Chaeyoung, do you know him?" Kim Jisoo noticed that Park Chaeyoung had been staring at the screen for a long time, longer than if she was just watching a drama unfold.

Park Chaeyoung handed the phone back to her, saying in a nonchalant tone, "I don't recognize it, but it looks kind of familiar."

Kim Jisoo said "oh" and didn't ask any further questions. She then scrolled down her Instagram to see what she hadn't had time to look at earlier.

Park Chae-young leaned her head back against the car window and quietly took out the note.

Look and look.