Chapter 297: 【double J Talks】
In the living room, the bright lighting illuminated every corner clearly.
The three people who had been standing in front earlier had now sat down around the coffee table in a subtle triangular formation.
Lin Xiuyuan helplessly took the initiative to sit in the very middle of the long sofa, positioning himself as a buffer zone.
On the left was Jessica, relaxed in posture with a smile on her lips.
On the right was Jung Soo Yeon, with a cool expression and sharp gaze.
It was unclear whether it was a subconscious action or some coincidence, but as Lin Xiuyuan sat down, his left hand wearing that Mobius ring ring happened to be closer to Jung Soo Yeon’s side.
Thus, from the moment they sat down, Jung Soo Yeon’s gaze intentionally or unintentionally, with scrutiny, frequently fell on that uniquely designed silver ring, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed as if studying some tricky password.
In comparison, Jessica on the other side seemed much more at ease.
She was taking small bites of the soft and glutinous roasted rice cake, her gaze sweeping around the current apartment, her face showing a nostalgic expression as she lightly sighed.
“Sigh, ever since I sold this apartment a few years ago and moved to a new place, I’ve somewhat forgotten its layout. I really didn’t expect that one day I’d return to this familiar place.”
As she said this, Jessica’s tone carried a trace of melancholy at how things had changed, and faintly some regret.
Her words made Jung Soo Yeon, who had been staring at the ring, immediately lift her eyes and deliver an icy sarcasm.
“You sold the house? Probably because entrepreneurship failed miserably, right? Cash flow issues, had to sell the house for emergency funds?? Hmph hmph, honestly, if some people aren’t cut out for business, they shouldn’t casually ‘jump in.’ Those who don’t know might think you’re planning some shady path, learning from those neon female artists to find some channels.”
The highly aggressive words carried obvious hostility straight at someone.
Lin Xiuyuan, who hadn’t expected Jung Soo Yeon to come out swinging so hard, was startled even sitting in the middle and quickly took a big bite of beef skewers, chewing hard.
Using his busy mouth as the best cover, afraid of being dragged into this life-or-death storm.
However, as the “same person” with even more life experience, Jessica clearly wasn’t one to be trifled with either.
So after hearing this sharp remark, not only did she not get angry, she even let out a chuckle, her tone carrying a sense of superiority from above, “This house has nothing directly to do with entrepreneurship~ Hmm, on second thought, it can’t be said to have no connection at all.”
Jessica deliberately paused, enjoying the inquiring gaze from the other side, “Mainly, at that time I had made money, felt this apartment was too small, didn’t match my status. So I switched to a larger one with a better view, and paid in full.”
After saying that, her gaze lightly swept over Jung Soo Yeon, continuing to twist the knife.
“If you keep being content like some people now, just being an idol earning hard money, by that time, when housing prices skyrocket, you’d probably only afford a down payment.”
Hearing this, Jung Soo Yeon raised her delicate eyebrow, quickly calculating in her mind.
In terms of personal savings, her 25-year-old self, even if entrepreneurship failed again, relying on years of accumulation, couldn’t possibly have less than her current self.
Thinking of this, she immediately seized another entry point and let out another cold laugh.
“Heh, talking so much, thought you made a fortune, but after busting your ass in entrepreneurship for over a decade, in the end, all you have left are a few cold houses.”
“The brand? Long gone, right.”
“The company? Heard you got badly screwed over.”
“The funniest is reaching that age, being a so-called ‘female CEO’ for a few years, only to slink back to the stage, jumping around with juniors, selling smiles to please fans… Pitiful just looking at it!”
These words were cutting deep, precisely targeting Jessica’s most obvious sore spots.
But unexpectedly for Jung Soo Yeon, Jessica not only didn’t get angry, she even leaned forward slightly, peering past Lin Xiuyuan who was trying to minimize his presence in the middle, staring intently at Jung Soo Yeon’s young and vigorous face for a few seconds.
Then she leaned back, lightly chuckling.
“Pretty pitiful~ Heard from Soo Jung that someone was the first member, No.1. But ended up being overtaken by later newcomers stepping on you, watching them cut in line while you stay in place. If it were me, tsk tsk~~ I’d probably somewhat not want to live anymore.”
If Jessica had countered on other points, Jung Soo Yeon might have argued back.
But facing this cold, hard fact about membership development, Jung Soo Yeon found herself momentarily unable to retort.
So she could only turn her pent-up frustration and resentment into an even sharper gaze, glaring fiercely at Lin Xiuyuan sitting beside her.
All this guy’s fault!!!
She had clearly told him back then not to “mix flavors,” but now everything annoying had been exposed.
Lin Xiuyuan, not understanding mind-reading, couldn’t grasp the specific meaning in Jung Soo Yeon’s gaze, but he could clearly feel the almost tangible resentment.
He buried his head even lower, focusing even more intently on the grilled sausage and beverage in hand, determined to stick to a “speak only if necessary” principle.
More talk, more mistakes; silence is golden—this he knew better than anyone now.
But even if he stayed quiet, the clever Jung Soo Yeon quickly found a new breakthrough.
She suddenly reached out, snatching the half-eaten grilled sausage from Lin Xiuyuan’s hand at snatching speed, then raised it toward Jessica’s side with a faint smile.
“What pitiful? No matter how pitiful, not as much as some people, right? At best, just temporary teachers giving Xiuyuan ‘lessons.’ Like the ‘mamans’ or ‘aunties’ in ancient palaces responsible for teaching the crown prince, once the prince masters it and grows up, they naturally retire successfully—who remembers them?”
“Only peers of the same age can grow up alongside the crown prince and emperor.”
What started as a quick-witted idea felt more brilliant the more Jung Soo Yeon said it, her smile growing brighter.
“Oh~ Suddenly feel what I said is spot on, after all, age is there, seems pretty much the same? Xiuyuan, what do you think?”
She deliberately tossed the question to Lin Xiuyuan, forcing him to take a stance.
“Cough cough cough…” Lin Xiuyuan was choked by the lethal question, subconsciously muttering, “Not that old, right?”
At these words, the smile on Jessica’s face vanished instantly, her expression fully cooling, her gaze sweeping over Lin Xiuyuan like an ice knife.
Meanwhile, Jung Soo Yeon laughed happily as if winning a great battle, even kindly correcting, “Hey, of course not as old as you made it sound~ Doesn’t your China side have a term ‘half-old lady’? Probably means that, charm still there, um, charm still there~”
Deliberately using a recently learned Chinese term, Jung Soo Yeon emphasized the age gap in front of Jessica again, feeling refreshed as she watched the other’s face fully darken, like drinking a big gulp of soda in midsummer—cool to the heart, spirits soaring!!!
So she happily took a bite of the grilled sausage snatched from Lin Xiuyuan.
So satisfying.
However, the gunpowder in the living room grew even thicker under these two women’s subtle yet cutting exchanges.
Lin Xiuyuan sitting stunned in the middle felt like he was on a powder keg ready to explode anytime, caught between sides, his back even feeling chilly.
Just as the living room atmosphere was tense like drawn swords, with the two “Soo Yeons” engaging in silent and vocal intense clashes via gazes and words, the phone Jung Soo Yeon placed on the coffee table on the left suddenly “ding dong”ed, signaling a new message.
This insignificant interlude became the lifesaver Lin Xiuyuan had been waiting for.
So he bounced up from the sofa almost reflexively.
The abrupt action startled Jessica and Jung Soo Yeon on both sides, both turning to look at him simultaneously.
“Aiya~”
Lin Xiuyuan put on an exaggerated annoyed expression, stepping over Jessica in one stride, explaining rapidly.
“Seems I left my mobile phone over at the apartment side, just came to check messages and report safe to family, forgot to take the phone. Luggage, you two eat first, don’t mind me, I’ll go back grab the mobile phone, be right back.”
Without giving Jung Soo Yeon a chance to retain him or Jessica to question.
He “whoosh”ed to the bathroom doorway, gripped the handle, and vanished behind the door in a flash.
Leaving only a faint “click” of the door closing echoing in the suddenly silent living room.
So fast as if flood beasts were chasing behind.
Watching that glass door instantly blocking that man’s figure, the smile on Jung Soo Yeon’s face from verbal upper hand cooled and vanished instantly.
Then she slowly turned her head, her gaze like ice shooting at Jessica beside her, squeezing out through gritted teeth, “What the hell are you doing?”
Jessica was still a bit dazed, but her accusatory tone snapped her back, immediately retorting, “Who’s doing what? Don’t slander me, I was sitting here fine, did nothing.”
“You didn’t do anything?”
Jung Soo Yeon’s voice suddenly rose, carrying suppressed anger, “Then why randomly give rings? You know how many eyes are watching that guy, giving a ring—what do you want? Think it’s not chaotic enough, want to personally detonate the volcano?!”
The angrier she got thinking about it, especially that glaring ring on Lin Xiuyuan’s hand.
Most importantly, not one she gave!!!
After being questioned head-on by Jung Soo Yeon, Jessica’s temper, rarely exposed after years of composure, surged up.
She set down the now cold rice cake with a cold laugh.
“What? Simply giving a ring ignites your jealousy? Jung Soo Yeon, shame you were the first to meet Xiuyuan, first to know all the secrets! After so long, you can’t even manage basic relationships, balance them—what use are you?”
Her words like knives, merciless, “Not looking down on you, you know Xiuyuan’s a blockhead in emotions, charging blindly on instinct and feeling. Even if you can’t stop his philandering, at least pull Yoona, Ji-yeon and others into a solid ‘alliance,’ right?”
Jessica felt more and more this “self” was useless, her speechless gaze nearly overflowing.
“From what I heard recently from Ji-yeon, even the 25-year world line has two or three small groups balancing each other. And here, 13 years is Xiuyuan’s main base. You, as the first to appear with first-mover advantage—what are you doing? Besides sulking and eating vinegar, what else? Pure waste.”
Scolding herself, Jessica showed no mercy, every word piercing the heart.
Likewise, hit by this head-on scolding, Jung Soo Yeon felt her face burn with shame and anger.
So she glared at Jessica through gritted teeth, “Don’t tell me you don’t know how busy my schedule is now, where do I have time for that…”
But not explaining was better; explaining put her right on Jessica’s muzzle.
“So you’re all talk no action.” Jessica interrupted mercilessly, tone thick with contempt.
“Having such a massive ‘cheat’ man nearby and not using him well, instead pretending to be aloof, thinking to prove yourself independently with some successful persona. But really? Ask your conscience—which key success so far wasn’t roundabout relying on info and resources Xiuyuan brought from 25 years?”
At this moment, she seemed to see through all of Jung Soo Yeon’s thoughts, directly pointing out.
“Don’t think I don’t know your little schemes, just want to keep your poise, use your charm to control this young boy, make him devoted to you, prove your value? But now it’s backfired. Xiuyuan’s taught slicker by Yoona, Ji-yeon from my side, others—knows his own ‘value’ better. Think you can still control him? Control my ass.”
“I didn’t.”
“Hehe.”
Honestly, if Jessica were still in her early 20s, she might understand this “self’s” pride, struggles, little thoughts.
But now over 30, after ups and downs, looking back with eyes seeing reality and shortcuts, these moves seemed utterly stupid.
Could take Lin Xiuyuan’s power on the widest, fastest broad road, but insist on carving a thorny, winding goat path.
As if success that way had more “honor,” but end up exhausted, gains less than others’ starting point—what’s the point?
Jung Soo Yeon flushed red and white, glaring deadly at Jessica, wanting to quibble for face, but all reasons seemed powerless before her all-seeing merciless critique.
Finally drained, she slumped back on the sofa, pulling out words she’d said to Jung Soo Jung before, barely retorting, “What do you know, at least my design path now has momentum cooperating with CJ…”
But before finishing, Jessica lightly countered, “So? Who’d you rely on? Not yourself, right?”
“…” Jung Soo Yeon was speechless.
Jessica pressed, tone sarcastic, “Still relying on designs and their future appeal Xiuyuan brought to catch CJ’s eye? Why not straightforward like Park Ji-yeon here, partner directly to start a company, bind him tight to your chariot? Why circle so much?”
Jung Soo Yeon opened her mouth, but Jessica preempted coldly.
“Don’t give me Girls’ Generation, bullshit team duty—before the time-space door’s huge secret, decide to jump out, with Xiuyuan’s power, accumulate capital fast in years, become a rule-maker.”
“Not trapped in Seoul playing idol games with company and peers. You not only trap yourself, but drag Xiuyuan here playing house… Jung Soo Yeon, you should be ashamed.”
Facing Jessica’s naked, cold, even cruel bluntness, Jung Soo Yeon lost all retort strength.
After a deep, weary sigh, the surging anger oddly subsided, replaced by powerlessness and confusion.
Then lifting her eyes to this “future” self, gaze complex, finally softly replying, “I haven’t experienced your group exit emotions yet, haven’t walked your path. So your ideas probably won’t align with mine for now.”
Meaning clear: she respected Jessica’s experience as a “veteran,” but different stages and mindsets meant inability to understand.
Simply, respect but no understanding.
A stubborn adherence, also era limits and personal cognition.
After Jung Soo Yeon said that about “respect but no understanding,” the living room fell into brief silence.
She looked at this sharp-tongued “self” from the future, took a deep breath, spoke again calmly yet firmly, “I get your ideas roughly, but Jessica, isn’t there one thing you’ve completely overlooked?”
“What?” Jessica raised a brow, waiting.
“Xiuyuan’s own thoughts.”
Jung Soo Yeon continued clearly, “Your accusations, some I admit I didn’t handle well, but one thing I did right: I never forced Xiuyuan to do anything.”
Meeting Jessica’s inquiring gaze, she went on, “Whatever he wants, as long as not murder or arson, I mostly let him. Your ideas sound like pushing or forcing him your way of ‘right.'”
Here, Jung Soo Yeon’s tone gained insight.
“Your suggestion isn’t bad, but everyone has character and choices. You may not have interacted deeply enough with Xiuyuan—his nature isn’t one pushed forward; deep down he’s laid-back and casual, know that?”
Then summarizing, “Overall, from your words, the one really wanting to ‘control’ Xiuyuan seems you, not me. I choose to let him be free, as it’s his life—I have no right, shouldn’t manipulate overly.”
Then shifting to Yoona and Park Ji-yeon, “Also, Yoona and Ji-yeon’s ‘teaching’ of Xiuyuan in 25 years is totally different from what you said. They taught him to know his heart, be responsible for choices—guiding ‘how to choose,’ not like you telling him ‘what to do.'”
By now, Jung Soo Yeon’s gaze at Jessica carried pity and warning.
“Jessica, though I don’t know exactly what you went through to become so controlling. But I must tell you, this personality needs changing—the main reason we hesitated to pull you in immediately… this personality took 99%.”
Jessica, who had been scolding freely feeling absolutely right, was stunned by Jung Soo Yeon’s logical, core-hitting retort.
Mouth agape, but momentarily at a loss for counter words.
The living room plunged into even deeper quiet.
The two similar-looking, same-soul women from different time-space stages stared across air, gazes complex,
The earlier gunpowder-laden air now seemed frozen, only silent contemplation flowing.
After a while, Jessica regained her voice, slightly averting gaze guiltily, tone no longer arrogant, with subtle concession.
“You may be right, these years I’ve habituated to meddling too much, wanting control over everything.”
She admitted this flaw, but quickly regained ground, “But you can indulge Xiuyuan, shouldn’t ignore others around him—that’s serious negligence too.”
Jung Soo Yeon nodded, no rebuttal.
“You’re right there, I didn’t handle balancing others well, or rather didn’t handle at all.”
Then sighing, “But it’s done, saying more useless. Xiuyuan has no second time-space door to redo—in his words, ‘go with the flow.’ And currently, though small frictions, I don’t think the situation’s irreparable.”
“Small frictions?” Jessica as if hearing a joke, “Ji-yeon fought herself, and that’s no problem?”
But Jung Soo Yeon stayed calm, “Ideology clash from different eras and cognitions exploding—normal, right? Put yourself in shoes: a just-adult girl full of future dreams suddenly sees another time-space self as a divorced ‘young woman’—what psychological drop? If me, probably want to fight to vent.”
Jessica shot back immediately, “Jung Soo Yeon, who’re you subtly jabbing?!”
Sharp her, catching some targeting.
But Jung Soo Yeon didn’t dodge, meeting gaze directly with provocation.
“You, how? Can’t cure stupidity. Fell headfirst into such obvious business trap, wasted that brilliant brain. Um~ Using Xiuyuan’s roast of me: bullshit face control, falling for a shoehorn face.”
Unexpectedly, Jessica didn’t anger, instead smirking back, “I know Xiuyuan only formally approached you early this year—so guess who met someone first end of last year.”
Revisiting old matters, Jessica tone certain, “Same words, Jung Soo Yeon, without Xiuyuan and his variable, you…(ˉ▽￣～) tch~~”
Jung Soo Yeon knew she’d nearly been deceived by that “shoehorn face” identity too, but absolutely couldn’t admit now.
So face stiffening, coldly responding, “Evidence? No evidence I’ll sue for defamation!”
This near-shirking reply stunned Jessica, subconsciously “wah”-ing in disbelief, “Didn’t expect you to play rogue like this, Jung Soo Yeon, I always honor bets.”
Anyway rogue already, Jung Soo Yeon continued cold-laugh attacking, “So? Fucked by Xiuyuan once and fully submitted, tamed?”
Now, not mentioning this topic was fine; mentioning entered Jessica’s comfort zone.
She smiled faintly, smile carrying veteran superiority and ambiguity.
“Outsider you, where’s the courage? You don’t know anyone who’s ‘used’ Xiuyuan says it’s good~”
Emphasizing “used,” Jessica said meaningfully, “Ah~ Right, someone hasn’t truly gotten hands on Xiuyuan, let alone mouth—course doesn’t know the wonders.”
Facing Jessica’s erotic words, Jung Soo Yeon stunned, then got the deep meaning, cheeks flushing red, roaring in shame-anger, “Hey! Jessica!!!”
Called out, Jessica laughed, “What? Want detailed feel description? Our bodies similar, sensitive spots probably same—tell you, you could imagine similar ‘experience,’ right?”
“I don’t need.” Jung Soo Yeon gritted teeth refusing, “If I want, anytime.”
Jessica laughed harder, lightly tossing, “Heard that plenty, just impotent rage from outsiders~ All you got left is tough talk.”
“Bullshit!” Jung Soo Yeon exploded in profanity.
Just as Jessica wanted to stimulate this “young” tough-talking self with more explicit words…
“Click.”
Living room corner, bathroom glass door opened from inside.
Holding mobile phone, pretending just found it, Lin Xiuyuan “naturally” walked back out to this battlefield just through smokeless blade clashes.
His return interrupted their dialogue sliding toward dangerous escalation.
Jessica restrained overly exposed emotions, Jung Soo Yeon quickly adjusted expression, but lingering ear blush and slightly rapid breathing betrayed her earlier agitation.
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Earlier.
After Lin Xiuyuan returned via bathroom time-space door to tavern apartment side, first thing was rubbing his brow.
Just sitting eating was more mentally draining than flying Seoul to Magic City today.
Then pacing two steps, finally sighing, went to coffee table, picked up mobile phone, dialed Sulli’s number.
Other side picked up almost instantly.
“Hey, oppa~ You’re back?” Sulli’s light cheerful laughing voice came through earpiece.
But before Sulli said more, Lin Xiuyuan urgently interrupted, “Jinjin, emergency, only you can save me now!”
“Hm?” Sulli stunned by Lin Xiuyuan’s out-of-blue “rescue,” but instinctively concerned, “What’s up, oppa? How can I help?”
Then Lin Xiuyuan rapidly explained, “I’m at Soo Yeon’s now, but atmosphere off, wait ten… no, five minutes, then call Soo Yeon or me, any excuse, say urgent matter for me or her, get me out of this ‘situation.'”
Hearing Lin Xiuyuan mention Jung Soo Yeon and off atmosphere, Sulli’s mind flashed to recent reminder call from Jung Soo Jung.
No way… Did I accidentally screw oppa?
But thought flashed, imagining scene, her lips uncontrollably curved up, even short chuckle escaped.
Lin Xiuyuan on phone distressed, hearing laugh headached more, “You laughing? Jinjin. Tonight Soo Yeon dunno why, temper explosive like ate gunpowder, I feel can’t hold, and I brought another past.”
“Wow… No wonder.”
Sulli on phone stuck out tongue embarrassed, holding laugh confessed, “Um, oppa, seems~ maybe~ I backfired.”
“Hm? What mean?” Lin Xiuyuan ominous premonition rose.
Then heard Sulli apologetically simply explain how Jung Soo Jung called Jung Soo Yeon earlier, relaying intel on him closer to Lin Xiaolu, Ham Eun-jung.
And that so-called “sense of crisis”…
So after Lin Xiuyuan heard Sulli’s explanation, holding phone he blanked, like struck by invisible lightning.
So that’s it!
No wonder killing aura on entry!
Turns out I ran into the gun myself.
Thinking this, Lin Xiuyuan wished time reverse to slap minutes-ago self.
Better stay Magic City drinking with Jessica to amnesia than wade this muddy water, total self-thrown net.
On phone, Sulli cautiously apologizing, “Sorry oppa, really didn’t expect this…”
Lin Xiuyuan deep breath, forcing calm, “No no, not your fault, Jinjin. This situation bound to face sooner, just didn’t expect so ‘heated.'”
Then tsking, continuing, “So rescue plan on, remember call soon, must break this ‘high-risk heart-to-heart’ first.”
Lin Xiuyuan felt not can’t heart-to-heart, but absolutely can’t let current Jung Soo Yeon and Jessica “deep exchange.”
Pure Mars hitting Earth!
Sulli on phone half-understanding, but obediently, “OK, oppa, got it, leave to me.”
But soon curiously asked more, “But oppa, how’d you get out to call me? Not watching scene?”
Then, hearing Lin Xiuyuan “made excuse slipped to tavern apartment, left them in living room temporarily,” Sulli nearly jumped on phone.
“OMG!!! Oppa, you~ sure without you there, Soo Yeon unnie they won’t fight?! Forgot Ji-yeon unnie and ‘that one’ first meet full brawl?!”
Lin Xiuyuan guilty from Sulli’s question, unconfidently, “Sh~shouldn’t, right? Both adults, and similar personalities somewhat, gotta reason?”
But even he didn’t quite believe.
“Tip-to-tip personalities, oppa~”
Sulli on phone amused helpless, “Aiya~ Stop, hurry back. I’ll time it, five minutes call, you must be there, at least~ pull apart.”
“Got it got it, going back now, call in ten minutes, five too obvious.” Lin Xiuyuan realized slipping bad, quickly agreed.
“Got it, oppa~”
After hanging, he didn’t delay, prepared return to Jung Soo Yeon’s apartment.
But before, Lin Xiuyuan paused, first detoured to side bathroom.
No way, earlier tense scene too stimulating, now urgent pee, solve personal issue first.
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……
Back at Jung Soo Yeon’s apartment.
Lin Xiuyuan keenly sensed atmosphere subtly changed.
Though tension silent between Jung Soo Yeon and Jessica remained, softer than earlier drawn-swords table-flip vibe.
Two sat each sofa end, no exchange, but no desire continue dangerous mutual “stabbing.”
This eased Lin Xiuyuan’s mind, piled smile on face, shook mobile phone in hand, casually walked back to buffer zone between them.
“Haha, finally got phone back.” Sitting, trying break silence casually, “Don’t daze, eat barbecue, quick.”
Nearby Jung Soo Yeon and Jessica eyed each other, gazes still unfriendly, but no killing aura, really each took skewers to eat.
Perhaps soul-striking “cussing” drained energy, or Jung Soo Yeon interested in Magic City barbecue flavor, ate more focused than start, one after another.
Watching scene, Lin Xiuyuan hesitated, felt should ask Jung Soo Yeon’s original reason calling him, cautiously, “Um, Soo Yeon~ You messaged me over, something important?”
Asking, he kept tone natural, no probing.
Jung Soo Yeon biting roasted mushroom paused, looked up at him.
Beautiful eyes complex emotions: lingering anger, helplessness, slight amusement at Lin Xiuyuan’s caution.
Then swallowed food, took tissues wipe lips, replied, “Nothing super urgent, just…”
Then concisely told Lin Xiuyuan recent CJ Group contacts, their intent cooperate on high-end fashion brand.
Nearby Jessica listening, habitually wanted comment, spit some.
But lips just moved, Lin Xiuyuan like eyes on back, turned head gave faint glance.
No meaning, just faintly looked.
Jessica at glance swallowed words to mouth.
Unwillingly pursed lips, low head bit hard into roasted chicken wings in hand, like it was some hated person.
After successfully “suppressing” Jessica’s sabotage, Lin Xiuyuan turned back to Jung Soo Yeon, smiling.
“Good thing, Soo Yeon~”
“Dunno, see how it goes.”
Nodding Lin Xiuyuan then asked details carefully.
Like brand control, design copyright, share ratios etc.
Hearing Jung Soo Yeon say CJ harsh on early copyright sharing, but strong support on brand operation and resources, nodded satisfactorily.
Because his thoughts aligned with hers.
With huge advantage of future time-space access, early design copyrights less important.
Key use CJ platform resources quick brand up, build fame.
Then contract end, Jung Soo Yeon really soar.
As discussion near end, crisp phone ringtone timely rang.
Sulli’s call as scheduled.
Picking up phone, seeing “Sulli” on screen, didn’t answer immediately, stared two full seconds.
Then suddenly turned head, gaze on Lin Xiuyuan, lips curving knowing playful arc, directly handed phone to him, lightly, “You take it.”
These words carried see-though-all flavor.
Lin Xiuyuan heart “thud,” face flashed pierced awkward, quickly composed.
Hand rubbed nose, dry laugh took phone, pressed answer, deliberately raised volume, normally, “Hey? Jinjin? What’s up?”
Sulli on phone prepped, though unsure why Lin Xiuyuan answering, cooperated acting.
Voice faintly through earpiece, seeming some trivial needing Lin Xiuyuan or Jung Soo Yeon “advice.”
Nearby, Jung Soo Yeon leaned sofa back taking roasted corn skewer, small bites, gaze sweeping Lin Xiuyuan and ear-perked Jessica, amused smile more obvious.
Jessica after initial daze understood, couldn’t help rolling eyes at Lin Xiuyuan, low Chinese mutter.
“Childish!”
But lip flash smile betrayed she found play funny too.
Thus this informant-call sparked near-out-of-control “double J meeting,” ended temporarily comically under Lin Xiuyuan’s clumsy timely rescue and Sulli’s tacit off-field aid.
At least surface peace held.
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