Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

Chapter 9 A Pitiful Golden Autumn

Liu Zimu felt a little embarrassed when he saw Choi Sulli rush in.

It wasn't that he'd been caught red-handed, but rather that he was embarrassed.

The combined age of his two lifetimes is enough to make him a grandfather in the golden autumn.

(Autumn is here: The puppy is baring its teeth!)

"Oppa," Choi Sulli said, her tone not very friendly.

"What?" Liu Zimu subconsciously pushed her face away when she saw her getting closer.

Okay, I'm still a little guilty.

But more than anything, it was an instinctive resistance of "What kind of crazy thing is this woman up to now?"

Choi Sulli snorted at him, then turned to look at Bae Joo-hyun.

Bae Joo-hyun sat there, still holding the cappuccino in her hand, her expression indifferent.

Her expression remained almost unchanged throughout.

Although Choi Sulli is a senior, they are from the same company and see each other often.

Moreover, she was even more curious to see what Choi Sulli was up to.

Park Soo-young stood up and gave her a wink, and Bae Joo-hyun sighed slightly, stood up and greeted Choi Sulli.

But it remained aloof and distant, like watching a play that had nothing to do with oneself.

Park Soo-young seemed a little nervous; something was off between the two of them.

She glanced at Choi Sulli, then at Bae Joo-hyun, and tapped her fingers lightly twice on the table.

The two people in front of me don't usually talk much, and they're not very familiar with each other.

Why is Senior Sulli in such a hurry? It seems to be all because of that coffee shop owner.

This is interesting.

Jin Qiutian stood behind the bar, her mouth agape in an "O" shape, when the dishcloth fell down again.

Then his face was full of excitement.

She had already imagined all sorts of dramatic confrontations in her mind.

"Joohyun unnie, I told you not to be so polite, just call me Sulli, this is my boyfriend." Choi Sulli suddenly smiled and took Liu Zimu's arm, "Liu Zimu."

The air suddenly became quiet.

The autumn rag didn't fall this time.

Because she didn't pick it up at all.

Liu Zimu opened his mouth, and his hand instinctively tried to pull it out.

But Sulli held him tightly.

Moreover, Choi Sulli didn't give him a chance to speak.

Because she had already anticipated his prediction, she turned around and glared at him beforehand, her eyes conveying a clear message: You dare to deny it?

Liu Zimu swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

Forget it, I won't argue with a crazy woman.

This system is unreliable. If you're going to let her awaken, then let her awaken. Why did you have to show her everything from your own perspective?

To let Choi Sulli understand me so well.

Of course, more importantly, isn't Sulli in this state so vibrant?

Bae Joo-hyun smiled faintly, showing some reaction.

She put down the coffee cup very slowly, so slowly that Liu Zimu felt she was deliberately slowing down.

This woman seems to be doing it on purpose!

Bae Joo-hyun looked up at Choi Sulli: "I know."

Choi Sulli was stunned for a moment.

She thought Bae Joo-hyun and the others would be surprised and question it.

But Bae Joo-hyun didn't ask anything.

Liu Zimu was also taken aback.

What's going on?

How did she know?

Is she the female lead who transmigrated into a book?

But this is a male-oriented site, not a female-oriented site.

"You know?" Choi Sulli asked in return.

"Hmm." Bae Joo-hyun nodded. "Didn't you mention that at the company yesterday?"

Choi Sulli: "..."

Liu Zimu glanced at Cui Xueli: "..."

Choi Sulli's face suddenly flushed; she had forgotten something because she was in a hurry.

But she quickly reverted to her "I'm here to assert my dominance" expression.

She reached out and snatched the notebook from Liu Zimu's hand, opened it, and placed it in front of Pei Zhuxuan.

"Yeah, I didn't bring paper and pen yesterday, so I'll have to trouble Joo-hyun unnie to sign this for me now." Choi Sulli's tone suddenly became more polite, but there was still something strange about it. "He's your fan."

Bae Joo-hyun glanced at Choi Sulli, then at Liu Zimu, picked up a pen, and signed her name on the notebook.

Her handwriting is very neat, just like her personality.

She handed the notebook back, and Choi Sulli reached out to take it, but Bae Joo-hyun didn't let go.

The two people, holding the two ends of the notebook, looked at each other.

"Senior Shirley, I really understand this time," Bae Joo-hyun said again.

There was an indescribable smell in the air.

Park Soo-young stood up, pushed the coffee cup on the table aside, and nodded slightly to Liu Zimu: "President Liu, thank you for your hospitality."

Then she looked at Bae Joo-hyun: "Unnie, we should go."

Bae Joo-hyun opened her notebook, stood up, and picked up her phone.

She paused for a moment as she passed by Choi Sulli.

"Sherry-senpai," she called out, then lowered her voice even further, "things are getting interesting."

Choi Sulli's body tensed up.

Bae Joo-hyun is gone.

Park Soo-young followed behind her, glancing back at the coffee shop as they left, her expression complex.

Sulli is acting strangely, and so is their own leader.

Both of them were acting differently than usual.

The door closed, and the wind chimes rang twice.

Jin Qiutian finally ran out from behind the bar, ran to the window, watched the black van drive away, then turned around and looked at Liu Zimu with excitement.

"Oppa, Oppa, Oppa!"

"Shut up." Liu Zimu covered his forehead.

"Bae Joo-hyun sunbaenim is so beautiful!" Kim Qiu-tian completely ignored him. "She's even prettier than on TV! And her skin is so amazing. Did you see her smile at me just now?"

"I didn't see it," Liu Zimu said.

He really didn't see it.

Because he had been staring at Choi Sulli's face.

Sulli's expression was off.

Her eyes were still fixed on the direction of the door, and she was about to crush the notebook in her hand.

"Truth?" Liu Zimu asked tentatively.

Sulli did not react.

"Cui Zhenli?"

Choi Sulli snapped out of her daze, glanced at him, and shoved the notebook into his hand: "Your autograph."

Then he went straight to Jin Qiutian and said, "Little Qiutian, you just said that Bae Joo-hyun is very pretty, right?"

Jin Qiutian's inner alarm bells went off instantly, and her eyes darted around: "Senior Shirley, no, you're the prettiest."

Choi Sulli then smiled, a forceful smile: "That's right. I heard you're a trainee at Starship Entertainment. You'd better work hard, otherwise..."

Jin Qiutian began to beg for mercy: "Senior Shirley, please don't! You are the most beautiful woman in the world!"

Choi Sulli then pinched her little cheek with satisfaction: "Little Qiutian is the best. Remember, from now on, I, Choi Jinri, will be the owner of this shop."

In the golden autumn, the chicks quickly peck at the rice and nod.

Liu Zimu watched as she bullied Jin Qiutian, but didn't help; he just enjoyed watching the show.

He glanced at the notebook in his hand; Bae Joo-hyun's signature was beautiful.

"Oppa~~~"

"What's wrong?" Liu Zimu's heart was also on high alert when he heard this tone.

"Were you really trying to get an autograph just now?"

"no!"

Choi Sulli snorted.

"So what's the deal with this notebook?"

"How dare you ask other women for autographs right in front of me?"

Liu Zimu felt guilty.

"It wasn't me..."

"Really?" Choi Sulli walked back, stood in front of him, and looked up at him.

The two people were very close.

"I went to ask for it for Qiutian, but she was too embarrassed," Liu Zimu lied without batting an eye.

Jin Qiutian stood to the side, looking completely bewildered: "Huh?"

"Yes," Liu Zimu turned to look at Jin Qiutian, "Didn't you say you really like Red Velvet?"

Jin Qiutian blinked.

When did I say that? You want me to take the blame? No way.

"Senior Sulli, Oppa is lying. He's just a sasaeng fan of Senior Bae Joo-hyun."

Liu Zimu chuckled, then shouted loudly, "Zhenghua, Zhenxi, the cup-washing is for autumn now."

Jin Qiutian cried out in despair, "No! I'm still a child!"

"Little Autumn." Liu Zimu picked up his coffee and took a sip.

"what?"

"Keep it up!"

"What kind of oil should I add?"

"Living oil".

Choi Sulli suddenly chuckled: "Alright, stop bullying Qiutian, I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he snatched Liu Zimu's coffee, took a big gulp, put it down, and left.