Peninsula: Starting with Hijacking Yoona

78, Level

The cool night breeze of Seoul dispelled the day's fatigue from Lee Kyung-sung. Even with peak performance and a fast filming schedule, it was impossible to catch up with the day's planned schedule. When the final scene was called "cut," he felt as if all his energy had been drained away.

As the stagehands removed his costume and accessories, he truly realized once again that work is never-ending and there is never a moment to relax and rest.

Luo Yonghao watched from the side, and seeing his utterly dejected expression, he almost laughed. He glanced at his watch; the hands were already pointing to nine.

We've been shooting for a full twelve hours, from seven in the morning until now, but the results are excellent.

But he could tell that Li Jingcheng's exhaustion stemmed more from a mental aspect—the anxiety of wanting to go home but being held back by the long filming schedule. He really didn't know how Li Jingcheng managed his time.

Waiting for him at his home was either the newcomer Kim Ji-soo or the old flame Bae Joo-hyun.

"Alright, stop looking so gloomy," Luo Yonghao patted his shoulder. "Since you've chosen to go back tonight, you'll have to get up at six tomorrow. Get some rest tonight."

Li Jingcheng simply waved his hand weakly and closed his eyes to rest.

Na Yong-ho then remembered that the custom-made costumes for Lee Hwon and Heo Yeon-woo from "The Moon Embracing the Sun" hadn't arrived yet.

He hesitated for a moment, looking at Li Jingcheng's exhausted appearance, and decided to postpone it until tomorrow. If the young man stayed up too late tonight and it delayed filming tomorrow, that would be a loss.

It was already 10:30 p.m. when the car pulled up in front of the villa.

Li Jingcheng greeted Wang Zilu and Luo Yonghao, then got out of the car.

Wang Zilu watched his retreating figure hurry upstairs, smiled and shook his head, "Looks like someone's waiting for him at home."

Luo Yonghao simply sighed softly, "Let's go back. Hopefully, he'll be up on time tomorrow."

The waiting process was already agonizingly slow. But now that Li Jingcheng was standing at his own doorstep, a sense of foreboding crept in.

He took a deep breath and glanced around; the room was bathed in warm light.

Bae Joo-hyun is here.

The image of Yoona's support truck involuntarily flashed through his mind again. He quickly checked his story in his head and felt it was flawless.

Then he took out the key and unlocked the door.

As soon as the door opened, he saw Bae Joo-hyun waiting for him in the entryway. When she saw him come in, she looked up and gave him a half-smile.

She hadn't changed into that breathtaking nurse's uniform yet. A loose white printed sweatshirt paired with slim-fitting light blue jeans perfectly accentuated her long, straight legs and pert buttocks. This subtle blend of innocence and sexiness was just as captivating, equally mesmerizing, and he couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Why did you linger at the door for so long before coming in?" Bae Joo-hyun's beautiful eyes curved into a smile, her tone slightly mischievous.

Li Jingcheng casually kicked his shoes aside, strode towards her, and opened his arms to hug her.

Bae Joo-hyun smiled and stepped back, nimbly dodging his embrace.

Li Jingcheng stopped in his tracks, feigning distress as he rubbed his hair. "I was just looking for my keys. What, you don't miss me yet?"

"Oh." Bae Joo-hyun nodded, her clear eyes full of knowing smiles, and then slowly added, "I thought Oppa was wondering how to explain to me how you know Im Yoona sunbaenim."

The topic came unexpectedly, yet it made perfect sense. The fan support controversy was generating a lot of buzz, and she couldn't possibly be completely unaware of it.

The air froze for a second.

Li Jingcheng's brain raced for 0.1 seconds, as if all the prepared remarks had been forgotten.

His face instantly switched to a hurt expression that said, "You actually don't believe me?" He stepped forward again, this time pulling Bae Joo-hyun, who was trying to back away, into his arms.

"I met her at the acting academy. I never expected she'd send me a support truck," he said, lowering his head and bringing his nose close to her hair, taking a deep breath. It was the fresh scent of shampoo, completely different from the cool perfume Han Ga-in wore; it was a comforting, homey scent.

And yes, Yoona, he seems to be thinking about Jisoo and Joo-hyun, and forgot to reply to Yoona.

Damn it, how could I be so careless all of a sudden? After interacting with fans and fan site admins, my mind was filled with photos of Jisoo and Joo-hyun, and I completely forgot about Yoona.

But right now, he doesn't have time to text Im Yoona.

He had no choice but to lean closer to her earlobe, his warm breath brushing against her delicate skin—one of her most sensitive spots. "If you don't believe me... try it later and see if I'm giving it all to you?"

Bae Joo-hyun's body trembled violently, and her ears instantly turned bright red. She stopped struggling and simply punched his chest lightly with her small fist in protest.

Li Jingcheng was satisfied and released her, secretly chuckling to himself that this "offense as defense" tactic was indeed effective.

However, the moment he sat down at the table, he realized that things were far from over.

The table was set with Korean food.

Kimchi, stir-fried rice cakes, and a bowl of what looked like noodle soup with pieces of vermicelli inside felt strange to his stomach, which was used to Chinese food.

"Why isn't it Chinese food?"

Sensing something was wrong, Lee Kyung-sung shifted his gaze from the food to Bae Joo-hyun's expectant smile. He was stunned, thinking to himself, "Joo-hyun, don't you love me anymore?"

Bae Joo-hyun seemed to have anticipated his reaction. She gracefully picked up her chopsticks, took out a piece of tempting kimchi, and gently placed it in the bowl in front of him.

"Now that you've settled down and are developing your career in Korea, of course you should gradually adapt to Korean food, Kyungsung oppa~"

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of coquettishness, but her eyes held an unwavering determination that left no room for refusal.

Bae Joo-hyun's beautiful eyes were full of anticipation, as if saying: Eat up, I made this especially for you.

Li Jingcheng looked at the kimchi in the bowl, then at the girl in front of him who was clearly only in her early twenties but had already begun to change him in this way, and felt a mix of emotions.

He knew this wasn't just about food; it was a silent declaration—starting with their daily habits, she was going to gradually take over his life.

He sighed, picked up his chopsticks, and put the piece of kimchi into his mouth.

The spicy flavor exploded in my mouth instantly.

"Is it good?" Bae Joo-hyun asked, resting her chin on her hand and looking at him with bright eyes.

"It's good, delicious," Li Jingcheng mumbled in response.

Bae Joo-hyun smiled even more happily, and picked up another piece of stir-fried rice cake for him.

The taste was actually pretty good overall, but Li Jingcheng knew that starting tonight, his plan to adapt to Korean food had officially begun, and his goal was definitely not just to get used to Korean cuisine.

Across the table, the beautiful and charming girl with the best smile was actually the hardest dish to digest in this dinner.