Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

Chapter 5 Dog Skin Plaster

"Oppa~" Choi Sulli, wearing the same clothes she wore last night, stood at the door pleading, having washed and cleaned herself up.

Liu Zimu pushed her out: "Get out!"

"I haven't had breakfast yet," Choi Sulli said, her face looking pitiful again.

"What are you eating?! Get out!"

Choi Sulli looked at the closed door and smiled even more happily.

"Oppa, be good, I'll come again tonight."

Next door, in front of the Zhenli Store.

Several staff members of "Tali Store" are moving equipment.

Then they saw Choi Sulli.

He came out of the coffee shop next door.

His clothes were fairly clean.

And she was laughing.

He was laughing very happily.

That kind of happiness wasn't faked, it wasn't a professional smile for the camera, it was genuine happiness.

An assistant PD asked in confusion, "Sherry-xi?"

Choi Sulli waved to him: "Good morning."

"Good morning..." she stammered, her eyes darting back and forth between herself and the coffee shop.

Choi Sulli did not explain.

He sat down in the chair and looked at his phone.

The staff members were secretly watching her.

"Sulli seems a little different today."

"What's different?"

"I can't quite put my finger on it, but... I feel like I'm really happy?"

"Happy? I guess so."

Choi Sulli heard this, but instead of getting angry, she smiled at them.

......

Upstairs in the coffee shop.

Liu Zimu changed into clean clothes, washed his face, and looked at himself in the mirror for a minute.

Go downstairs, pull open the roller shutter door, and turn on the coffee shop lights.

As the machine warmed up, he began preparing the beans he would need for the day.

The original owner's memories told him that the shop was doing well, had a good location, and the coffee was also quite good.

It's not a huge profit, but it's enough to make a living.

Just as Liu Zimu was grinding soybeans, the door was pushed open.

Choi Sulli walked in.

She walked to the bar, leaned against it, and looked at Liu Zimu: "Oppa, give me an iced Americano."

Liu Zimu glanced at Cui Xueli: "You're an artist, can you please stop coming here all the time?"

"No, I'm waiting for the makeup artist," Choi Sulli said with a grin.

Liu Zimu glanced at her.

She was genuinely happy.

It wasn't an act.

There was light in his eyes.

He placed the finished Americano on the bar: "Drink up, and leave quickly after you're done, don't interfere with my business."

"I'm not leaving, I'm waiting for someone."

"You and the others wait outside."

"It's cold outside."

"Can you go back to your own shop?"

"You're not there."

"Neuropathy!"

Choi Sulli picked up her coffee and took a sip, saying, "Oppa, your coffee is really good."

"Thank you, you can go now."

"I'm not leaving."

"..."

Choi Sulli stood by the bar, sipping her coffee, occasionally glancing at her phone and then at Liu Zimu.

I spend more time looking at Liu Zimu than looking at my phone.

Liu Zimu felt uncomfortable under her gaze, but he couldn't send her away.

After all, she was a customer.

About ten minutes later, a nanny van stopped on the side of the road.

Zhou Yunzhen got out of the car, carrying a large makeup case, and looked at Cui Xueli with a shocked expression.

"Shirley, what did you do last night?"

"He's been drinking."

"With whom?"

Choi Sulli gestured towards the control panel with her lip.

Zhou Yunzhen followed her gaze and saw Liu Zimu wiping a cup.

She opened her mouth, then closed it again.

He walked up to Choi Sulli and lowered his voice, "Isn't he a thug? Why are you drinking with him?"

"Um."

"And then you didn't go home?"

"Um."

"Ugh..." Zhou Yunzhen covered her forehead. "Do you know how chaotic things are at the company today? Park Jung-soo oppa called you dozens of times, and even President Kim is asking about it."

Sulli put down her coffee cup: "But I don't care."

Zhou Yunzhen looked at her, and her expression changed.

She had been following Choi Sulli for several years and had never seen her like this before.

In the past, Sulli sometimes seemed happy, but that happiness was superficial and empty inside.

Sulli is full of energy right now.

Park Jung-soo also came in, glared at Liu Zimu, and quickly deflated: "Sulli, go do your makeup first, there's still filming to do later."

"No rush." ​​Choi Sulli turned to look at Liu Zimu. "Oppa, make me thirty cups of coffee. I want to treat the staff to coffee."

Liu Zimu was taken aback: "Thirty cups?"

"Yes." She was very happy.

Then he left with Zhou Yunzhen, turning back every few steps.

Park Jung-soo looked at Liu Zimu: "Liu Zimu-xi, what happened between you two last night?"

Liu Zimu quickly shook his head: "Don't listen to her nonsense, nothing happened!"

Park Jung-soo nodded: "She's a celebrity, I hope you all stay away from her."

Liu Zimu laughed: "I'd be more than happy to! You just need to keep an eye on your Cui Xueli!"

The staff were puzzled when they saw Choi Sulli's appearance.

Isn't the boss next door an anti-government person?

Why do Choi Sulli and him seem so close today?

Park Jung-soo walked into Jinri Store looking unhappy.

It's obvious they went to confront Choi Sulli.

"Shirley, tell me honestly, what you said this morning, was it true or false?"

Sulli laughed: "Jungsoo oppa, you don't know, it was almost...it's all my fault for drinking too much!"

Park Jung-soo swore again.

Zhou Yunzhen looked at Cui Xueli and shook her head again: This girl has really gone crazy!

at this time,

At the entrance of the coffee shop, a girl with a ponytail stood holding a key, looking at her boss with a bewildered expression.

Her name is Jin Qiutian, and she works part-time at this coffee shop.

She witnessed her boss being taken away by the police yesterday, and she has already labeled him a scumbag in her mind.

But at that moment, Liu Zimu was busy making coffee.

"Zi Mu Oppa?" Jin Qiutian called out.

Liu Zimu turned his head and saw her.

She was wearing a hoodie and jeans, without makeup, with a slightly chubby face, and big, clean eyes.

"Are you Jin Qiutian? Come help me, the neighbor needs thirty cups of coffee."

Jin Qiutian looked at his somewhat unfamiliar eyes, as if he had just recognized her: "Zimu Oppa, I'm here to resign..."

"Stop talking nonsense and come help!"

Jin Qiutian glanced at the neighbor next door, then at Liu Zimu, the doubt in her eyes still lingering, before she was about to speak again.

"What are you standing there for? That crazy woman, Choi Jin-ri, is always causing me trouble!"

"Choi Jin-ri? Choi Sulli sunbaenim?" She was a trainee now, so she subconsciously called her sunbaenim.

"Yeah, hurry up and change your clothes, then you can pack it!"

"Zi Mu Oppa, didn't you have that kind of thing with Choi Sulli yesterday? How come you're like this today..."

Liu Zimu didn't stop what he was doing, nor did he turn around: "Yeah, I regret it so much. I provoked a crazy woman. I should have known better than to be impulsive! You really shouldn't touch a woman's butt!"

Jin Qiutian suddenly became curious; there must be some juicy gossip going on.

She quickly changed her clothes, put on an apron, and started helping!

Two other waiters also arrived, one named Li Zhenxi and the other Liu Zhenghua.

They were all looking at Liu Zimu strangely.

Released?

Jin Qiutian looked at Liu Zimu and exchanged glances with the other two, all feeling that their boss was different today.

He used to be a nice person, but he always seemed a bit dull and unresponsive.

Today, although he still looks the same person, he feels different.

I can't quite put my finger on what's changed, but it's just not the same anymore.

About twenty minutes later, Choi Sulli came again.

This time, she had her makeup done and changed into a dress, looking as exquisite as if she had stepped out of a magazine.

She pushed open the door, walked to the bar, and rested her chin on her hand to look at Liu Zimu.

"Oppa, is my coffee ready? We're about to start filming!"

"They'll deliver the coffee in the fall, you can go now." Liu Zimu didn't even look up.

"Oppa, are you trying to kick me out?" Choi Sulli immediately pretended to be on the verge of tears.

"Yes, don't come again." Liu Zimu handed over the card reader. "Cash or card?"

"I'm going to come, I'll come every day." Choi Sulli laughed, took a card out of her bag and put it on the bar counter. "Swipe the card, 10 million won, consider it a prepayment. I want to drink your coffee every day."

Liu Zimu finally raised his head, looked at the card, and then looked at Cui Xueli.

"Choi Jin-ri, you're insane!"

Sulli wasn't angry at all; she just smiled and left.

After she left, Jin Qiutian leaned closer and whispered, "Zi Mu oppa, are you and Choi Sulli... very close?"

"Not familiar with him," Liu Zimu said.

"But she..."

"She's mentally ill."

Jin Qiutian opened her mouth, but could not answer.