Peninsula: From a supporting actor to the best actor in Chungmuro

Chapter 108 The Ritual to Cover Up Her Smell
The lighting in the underground parking lot was a little dim.

The footsteps were particularly clear in the empty space.

Kang Jae-hoon followed Lim Yoona to a pearl white coupe.

“This is it.”

Jiang Zaixun took the key and couldn't help but take a few more glances at the two-door sports car——

The streamlined body, low chassis, and paint shine with a low-key yet bold luster under the light.

"I didn't expect Yoona to drive a car like this."

Jiang Zaixun walked around the car.

"Ok?"

Lin Yuna tilted her head and looked at him: "What kind of car?"

"that is."

Jiang Zaixun gestured: "A very handsome type."

"puff."

Lin Yuner covered her mouth and chuckled: "What do you think I should drive? A pink Beetle?"

"It's not..."

Jiang Zaixun scratched his temples in embarrassment:

"It just feels a bit different from the gentle image I have on stage."

"You can't just look at the surface~"

Lin Yuner opened the car door and gave him a meaningful look:
"Just like Jaehoon, he looks silly, but he's actually very good at pleasing girls."

"How can I..."

Jiang Zaixun's ears felt hot and he quickly opened the driver's door.

The interior space is more spacious than expected.

The car fragrance and the perfume worn by Yoona are from the same series.

As soon as Jiang Jae-hoon sat in, he felt as if his whole body was firmly fixed.

The steering wheel is a little smaller than that of an ordinary car, but it feels surprisingly good to hold.

"First time driving a sports car?"

Lin Yuna fastened her seat belt and observed his slightly unfamiliar movements with interest.

"Ah."

Jiang Zaixun adjusted his seat and rearview mirror. "Isn't this car powerful?"

"2.0T."

Lin Yuner reached out and tapped the central control screen to call up the navigation: "The suspension is adjusted very hard, and it is very stable when cornering."

"Do you still understand this?"

Jiang Jae-hoon was a little surprised.

“I understand a little bit~”

She winked playfully: "After all, I chose the car myself."

The moment the engine started, a low roar echoed in the parking lot. Jiang Zaixun lightly stepped on the accelerator, and the car immediately gave sensitive feedback, like a beast ready to go.

"Drive slowly."

Lin Yuner leaned back in her seat, her tone relaxed:
"I don't want to be on the headlines tomorrow: 'Girls' Generation's Yoona has a late-night car accident and is suspected of dating a mysterious man.'"

"..."

Jiang Zaixun tightened his grip on the steering wheel and drove out of the parking space at a snail's pace.

The car drove smoothly onto the main road, and the night scene of Seoul flowed through the car window. Lin Yuner lowered the seat and half-reclined to look out the window, her profile flickering in the neon lights.

"Turn right."

She suddenly said, "Take the road that leads to the Han River Bridge."

"Isn't that a long way around?"

"I want to see the night view."

Jiang Zaixun nodded and turned on the turn signal.

The car was silent for a moment, with only the gentle piano music flowing from the speakers. Lin Yuna seemed to enjoy the silence, closing her eyes and humming along with the melody.

The lights of the Han River Bridge streaked across the car window.

Jiang Zaixun stole a glance at her profile while looking in the rearview mirror.

"Thank you for introducing me to those directors tonight."

"Easy to do."

"It might be a piece of cake for you, but it's very important to me."

Lin Yuner suddenly opened her eyes and turned to look at him:
"Then consider it as a favor owed to me?"

"……it is good."

The car drove into Cheongdam-dong and turned into a quiet residential area.

The navigation prompts that you are about to reach your destination.

Lin Yuna sat up straight and adjusted her hair.

"arrive."

Jiang Jae-hoon parked his car downstairs of a high-end apartment building.

Lin Yuner unbuckled her seat belt, but did not get out of the car immediately. Instead, she turned sideways to look at him:

"Would you like to come up for a cup of tea?"

"It's too late. It's inconvenient."

Jiang Jae-hoon subconsciously shook his head to refuse.

Lin Yuner stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly smiled with her eyes curved:

"That's a straightforward refusal."

"..."

"but--"

She opened the car door: "This actually makes people feel more at ease."

"what?"

Jiang Zaixun looked at her puzzledly.

"nothing."

Lin Yuner stood outside the car, bent down and looked at him through the window: "You can drive this car back first, and ask the agent to send it to the company later."

"This……"

"I don't have any use for it lately anyway."

Jiang Zaixun hesitated for a moment and nodded:

"Okay, thank you."

"Be careful on the road."

"Well, you should rest early."

Lin Yuna waved and turned to walk towards the apartment lobby.

Jiang Jae-hoon watched her swipe the card to enter, and didn't start the car again until the glass door closed.

The low engine sound of the sports car sounded again.

While waiting for the traffic light, he glanced at the time on the central control console - one o'clock in the morning.

(Shouldn't Soojung be home now?)

Think for a moment.

He turned the steering wheel and headed towards the residential area where Krystal lived.

Twenty minutes later, a white sports car stopped at the entrance of the community.

Kang Jae-hoon called Krystal Jung.

beep--

The call was hung up in seconds.

Jiang Zaixun stopped calling and sent a voice message instead:

"Xiu-jung, I'm downstairs. Would you like to come down and talk?"

After sending it, he leaned back in his seat and waited.

Three minutes later.

The curtains in the upstairs living room were slightly opened and then quickly closed.

Another five minutes passed.

A figure wrapped in a black down jacket sneaked out. Krystal Jung wore a baseball cap and a mask, with only her eyes showing, looking around vigilantly.

Kang Jae-hoon honked his horn.

She turned her head sharply and glared at him before quickly walking towards the sports car.

Jiang Zaixun opened the car door: "Show..."

"Whose car is this?"

Krystal interrupted him abruptly.

"Forest……"

"Ah."

She turned and was about to leave.

Jiang Zaixun hurriedly caught up and grabbed her wrist:

"Get in the car first, it's cold outside." Krystal struggled but failed to break free, and was half-dragged and half-pulled into the passenger seat by him.

The car door closed.

She immediately shrank towards the window, pressing her whole body against the car door, as if to draw a clear line between herself and him.

Jiang Jae-hoon didn't rush to speak, but turned up the heat two degrees first.

The car fell silent for a moment.

After a while, Zheng Xiujing couldn't hold it in any longer:

"What do you want to talk about?"

Jiang Zaixun turned to look at her:
"Just now at the party, you and Kim Jong-in had a good chat?"

Zheng Xiujing widened her eyes:
"You still have the nerve to say that to me?!"

"She just introduced me to a few advertisers."

Zheng Xiujing sneered: "Do business entertainments require holding hands and being so close?"

"What about you and Kim Jong-in?"

"I was——"

Krystal was suddenly stuck and suddenly realized: "Wait, I'm talking about your problem now!"

Jiang Zaixun took the opportunity to grab her hand:

"Xiujing, let's stop beating around the bush."

She struggled but couldn't get free: "Let go."

"She's not the one you really care about, is she?"

Krystal's body stiffened.

The heater in the car was whirring, and a thin layer of mist gradually formed on the glass.

The appearance of Yoona only temporarily diverted the target of the conflict.

What Krystal really cares about is Kang Jae-hoon's vague answer to the fundamental question of Lee Sung-kyung's "family."

"Then let's make clear what we didn't say that day."

She turned to look at Jiang Zaixun: "How do you define the relationship between you and Li Jingjing and you and me?"

"..."

(Sure enough, I can’t get around this problem…)
Jiang Jae-hoon was silent for too long.

Zheng Xiujing's eyes gradually turned cold: "Forget it, I'm going up."

The moment she put her hands on the handlebars, Jiang Zaixun pressed her shoulders:

"My relationship with the Bible cannot be defined as that of a friend or roommate. We went through the hard times together..."

Krystal stopped moving.

The car was so quiet that you could hear the sound of the heater vents.

"She is very important to me, like a family member. But you and she are not the same."

Jiang Zaixun's voice was soft but clear: "To her, I am more of a habit and dependence. To you——"

He paused, as if choosing his words.

Krystal finally turned her head, her eyes shining brightly in the dim car:
"What to me?"

"It's heart-throb."

Jiang Zaixun reached out and held her cheek, saying seriously:
"You are the first girl I have ever wanted to hold hands with."

"It was the first time I had more than a dozen NGs on set and still felt happy."

“It’s the first time I’ve filled up an entire sheet of draft paper with someone else’s name.”

"Humph."

Zheng Xiujing's expression has eased a lot, but she is still holding on:

"...Who knows if you've ever said that to Lee Sung Kyung?"

"No."

Jiang Jae-hoon shook his head: "We won't say such things to each other."

Zheng Xiujing stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and pinched his face:
"Who did you learn those words from?"

Jiang Zaixun was pulled by her face and said vaguely:
"The truth in my heart, speaking from my heart..."

"Humph."

Zheng Xiujing let go of her hand, and her tense face softened completely: "Then don't hide anything from me anymore."

"it is good."

"Including the matter of Lee Sung-kyung."

"……it is good."

Zheng Xiujing glanced at the time and said:

"I should go up."

Jiang Zaixun moved closer: "Just leaving like that?"

"what?"

"A kiss?"

Krystal slapped his face away and said, "You wish!"

While Jiang Zaixun was stunned, she opened the car door and ran out.

"Wait, I'll send you off."

Jiang Zaixun pushed open the car door.

"Need not……"

But he still chased after him.

The two of them walked into the unit door one after the other.

Jiang Zaixun reached out and held her in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head:
"Don't be angry, okay?"

Zheng Xiujing was suffocated in his arms, and it took a long time to utter:
"...You smell like Im Yoona's perfume."

“…It’s the car fragrance.”

Krystal suddenly pushed him away, took out a bottle of mini perfume from her pocket, and sprayed it at Kang Jae-hoon.

Jiang Zaixun was choked and coughed:
"What's this……"

"My perfume."

Krystal said viciously, "Cover it up!"

Jiang Zaixun looked at her angry look and suddenly laughed:

"Are you satisfied now?"

"Not satisfied!"

She suddenly grabbed Jiang Zaixun's collar:

"I have to return the car tomorrow."

"it is good."

"You are not allowed to see her again."

"The advertiser might..."

"Except for work!"

She released her hand and added angrily, "And an agent must be present."

Jiang Zaixun couldn't help laughing:
“So strict?”

"What are you laughing at? I'm doing this for your own good. Who knows she..."

Before he could finish his words, the elevator arrived on the first floor with a ding.

Krystal Jung jumped two steps away like a frightened rabbit and looked at the elevator door nervously.

Jiang Jae-hoon glanced inside.

Seeing that there was no one around, he suddenly pulled her into the elevator and pushed her into the corner.

"What are you—"

Before she finished speaking, his lips were already covering hers. Krystal subconsciously gripped his collar, but gradually relaxed at the familiar touch.

The elevator rises slowly.

Her heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

"Ding--"

The sound of the elevator arriving made the two separate as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Zheng Xiujing pushed him away with a red face, and hurriedly adjusted her wrinkled collar:

"Are you crazy? There are surveillance cameras!"

Jiang Zaixun licked the corner of his mouth with satisfaction:
"Then let's find a place without surveillance next time?"

"Think beautifully!"

Krystal kicked him and turned to walk out of the elevator.

The elevator door slowly closed.

She suddenly turned around and said:
"Go back... drive slowly."

"it is good."

"Good night."

The sound of the elevator door closing covered up Jiang Jae-hoon's "good night".

(End of this chapter)