Chapter 251: Jessica: “jung Soo Yeon? Same Name??”
As Kim Soft Soft’s messages in the Solve Worries Small Courtyard group became increasingly passionate, the atmosphere in the group was ignited by her.
Just as everyone was still immersed in her passion, suddenly, a small voice popped up.
Sulli: Older sister~ I have a small question, Oppa is also in this group, isn’t it a bit… talking about this so openly?
As soon as the message came out, the air seemed to be hit with a pause button.
Kim Soft Soft: Hmm?
Park Ji-yeon: Done for, right, Oppa is in the group.
Ham Eun-jung: What the hell, I thought when you were swearing so confidently, you were saying it directly for Xiuyuan to see, turns out you forgot.
Looking at the suddenly quiet conversation on the phone screen, Lin Xiaolu in the waiting room couldn’t hold back and laughed out loud in front of Kim Soft Soft, her shoulders shaking.
“Hahaha, I can’t take it anymore, older sister, you’re really too funny, looking so cool yet so stupid, hahaha~”
She laughed so hard she was bending over, almost dropping her phone.
Nearby, Jung Soo Yeon couldn’t hold back either, her lips tightly pursed, her eyes full of suppressed laughter.
That forced restraint made her look even more teasing.
Only Kim Soft Soft was stunned for a moment, then frowned, her expression serious beyond everyone’s expectations, “How about we kick Xiuyuan out of the group.”
Lin Xiaolu, Jung Soo Yeon: ???
Both turned their heads to look at her in unison, their expressions full of speechless “are you serious?”
But Kim Soft Soft kept thinking and found it more and more feasible, “After kicking him out and adding him back, he won’t be able to see our previous messages, right.”
As she spoke, she had already opened the group page, her actions decisive.
Unfortunately, the next second, she discovered the cruel reality.
She wasn’t the group owner, no permission.
As the group creator, Lin Xiuyuan was an unshakable existence.
“This…” Kim Soft Soft’s brows furrowed even tighter, a hint of anxiety even appearing on her face.
Lin Xiaolu watched this older sister who was so serious yet a bit clumsy, laughing until tears came out, couldn’t help reaching out to hug her shoulder from the side, soothing her while laughing.
“Older sister, your little head is sometimes very clever, sometimes really erratic. Don’t worry, you don’t need to be too nervous.”
“Ah, then what to do.” Kim Soft Soft was still a bit anxious, her gaze fixed straight on the phone screen.
“Simple, his phone is in Sulli’s hands now, have Sulli clear the chat history.” Jung Soo Yeon gave the solution while already lowering her head to type rapidly in the group.
Jung Soo Yeon: Sulli, take Xiuyuan’s phone and clear the chat history.
A few seconds later, a hesitant message popped up from Sulli’s side:
Sulli: Ah… oh… but older sister, what if Oppa asks about it later?
Jung Soo Yeon raised an eyelid, her lips curving slightly, replying rapidly again.
Jung Soo Yeon: Just say I told you to do it, say we talked some girls’ secrets in the group, the kind not suitable for him as a male to see.
The seemingly casual tone made it seem like everything was under her control.
Sure enough, the group immediately livened up.
Park Ji-yeon: What secrets can’t Oppa see?
Kim Soft Soft’s eyes lit up, her fingertips quickly typing out a string of words.
Kim Soft Soft: Discussing self-defense techniques, debating ricochet sensitivity and gears, exploring male size and stamina topics.
In an instant, the group went quiet for three seconds.
Ham Eun-jung: ……
Sulli: ??
Park Ji-yeon: Older sister, you’re really bold.
In the waiting room.
Lin Xiaolu stared at those explosively bold lines on the phone screen, her pupils slightly contracting, subconsciously swallowing.
Her heart pounded fiercely, fingertips a bit cold. She looked up at Kim Soft Soft sitting beside her, the whole person a bit stunned.
“Older sister, you…”
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something to ease the atmosphere, but the words stuck at her lips and she forced them back.
A strange mix of fear and amusement swirled in her chest.
She knew very well, if Soft Soft suddenly turned to ask her next second about why she didn’t just sit on it last time in Tokyo, wasting time?
Then Lin Xiaolu would really freeze on the spot.
So Lin Xiaolu forcibly shut her mouth, swallowing the words about to burst out, her whole body stiff like pricked by needles, her expression awkwardly cracking.
……
……
However, the noise and madness on the 2013 side, Lin Xiuyuan was unaware.
At this moment, he was immersed in the 2025 bowling alley, locked in a fierce battle with Jessica.
The alley’s lights were bright and cold, reflecting on the smooth wooden fairway, refracting a shallow glow.
The air mixed with wood wax and paint smells, carrying a dry stimulating sensation.
The roar of pins being hit rose and fell, like war drums constantly sounding for this matchup, making it impossible to breathe easily.
At this point, they were in the fourth frame.
The first three frames, Jessica and Lin Xiuyuan’s contest was evenly matched.
She scored several near-perfect strikes, making the game extremely tense, her expression even a bit cold.
But Lin Xiuyuan wasn’t to be trifled with, his hacked physique after “eating” a person made his feel unnaturally stable, even with casual posture, his ball path was tricky and precise.
This was Jessica’s turn in the fourth frame.
With an especially focused expression, she exhaled long, her slightly leaned-back shoulders rising and falling with her breathing.
Her fingertips gently rubbed the smooth ball surface, as if sinking all her thoughts into this throw.
“Hoo…”
The instant the ball was released, her shoulders trembled slightly, then her gaze locked forward.
“Strike!”
The pins fell completely amid the roar again.
Lin Xiuyuan shrugged, casually walking to the fairway.
Unlike Jessica’s seriousness, he was like strolling, casually picking up the ball, posture irregular, not even taking time to aim.
The ball rolled out, seemingly deviating from the optimal path.
Krystal even couldn’t help letting out a small “eek” from the side.
But the next second, the ball subtly adjusted its trajectory at the last moment, smashing into the pins.
“Strike!”
This shout exploded like thunder in Jessica’s ears, freezing her smile instantly.
The fifth frame was the decisive one.
The voices in the alley seemed to fade, as if only their confrontation remained.
Krystal held a milkshake, her gaze shifting between them, even forgetting the straw in her mouth.
Jessica went first.
This time, her motion was clean and sharp, the ball gliding along the straightest line.
Boom~
Another strike.
But before she could celebrate too long, Lin Xiuyuan sauntered forward.
He first looked down at the ball in his hand, suddenly lifting his head, looking at Jessica with a half-smile.
“Want me to throw this one casually? Give you a way out.”
Jessica’s gaze turned cold instantly, her tone carrying clear warning, “No need to let me win.”
Just four short words, heavy as they landed, carrying pride and stubbornness.
Lin Xiuyuan smiled, said no more, and threw with a lift of his hand.
The ball spun rapidly on the fairway, faster than his previous throws, with an undeniable dominant force.
Boom~
The pins toppled in an instant, with a deafening crash.
Jessica’s face darkened.
Because the score was locked at three to two, her only advantage left was the score from the last frame.
After retrieving the ball, Lin Xiuyuan slowly walked to her, less than a step apart, his faint watery scent mixing with the air’s wood wax, making Jessica subconsciously hold her breath.
“The result is obvious now.”
His tone was light, like announcing an irreversible fact.
“Three to two, I won three frames, you won two.”
Jessica pursed her lips tightly, not responding immediately. She knew what this meant for the rules next.
The winner could ask three questions, she had asked one, now only one left.
“Don’t make that face.”
Lin Xiuyuan smiled casually, his tone carrying casual teasing, “You still have one chance to ask me anything, I guarantee I won’t welch.”
Seeing this, Jessica’s resistance deepened.
She originally didn’t want to be questioned by Lin Xiuyuan, her intuition telling her he had set some trap, once answered, she’d be led by him.
At this time, Krystal seemed to sense the tension, gently adjusting, “Alright, played so long, tired right? Come sit and rest.”
She clapped her hands while speaking, eyes with a hint of smile, “Your match just now was really impressive, I’ve seen many pro matches, but compared to you two, they’re just so-so. Jessica, when did your skills improve so much?”
Jessica didn’t continue the conversation.
She turned back to her seat, sharply picking up the water cup, tilting her head to gulp down a big mouthful, using it to conceal the complex emotions surging inside.
She knew she had performed exceptionally just now, her best bowling feel in recent years.
Yet even so, she was casually beaten by that guy Lin Xiuyuan, so was he a pro player?
Seeing Jessica silent, Lin Xiuyuan acted like nothing happened, following to the rest area, casually sitting beside Krystal.
Krystal was like an audience watching a play, sipping her milkshake, eyes scanning between them, face full of curiosity and gossip.
Occasionally pursing her lips, eyes flashing with amusement, yet trying to maintain a “bystander” posture.
After sitting, they first ate some things, drank beverages, casually sorting their emotions.
As the atmosphere eased, Lin Xiuyuan looked at Jessica, eyes with a smile, “How about you ask first, Jessica?”
Tilting his head to Jessica, his tone light as if the win-loss was just minor.
Jessica turned her face, took a deep breath, “You won more, you ask first.”
She wanted to save her question for later depending on the situation, always feeling something off, even wanting to leave now.
But her proud nature made her unable to renege or retreat, only grit her teeth and endure.
Lin Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes, no more nonsense, “Alright, my first question.”
He leaned back slightly, arms casually on the chair back, smiling, “Nothing much, just want to ask how you and Kwon Young Il are now, exactly what relationship?”
This question stunned Krystal on the spot, the milkshake in her straw bubbling “gurgle”, nearly choking her.
She muttered inwardly: Asking so directly.
She thought Lin Xiuyuan would beat around the bush, but he went straight to the core.
But thinking of his personality, it wasn’t unexpected, so she quickly turned her gaze to Jessica.
Jessica didn’t respond immediately.
She just lifted her eyes to stare straight at Lin Xiuyuan, gaze deep, as if trying to see through him.
The air between them solidified instantly, the noisy alley seemingly isolated from them.
After a while, she slowly spoke, voice with teasing, “I see…”
Lin Xiuyuan raised a brow, expression unchanged.
Then Jessica narrowed her eyes, suddenly counter-asking, “Lin Xiuyuan, these questions… no, the next two questions, and today’s situation bringing you over, aren’t your own intentions, right?”
Lin Xiuyuan’s lips curved slightly, not directly answering.
Instead smiling, “So Jessica, are you using your only question slot to make me answer this?”
The air was filled with subtle tension and probing, like undercurrents under still water, making one hold their breath.
Jessica paused, brows furrowing instinctively.
“No need.” She replied coldly, voice not loud, but with stubbornness and wariness.
Lin Xiuyuan just chuckled lightly, smiling without speaking.
That smile meaningful, as if silently telling her: Guess if I’ll tell you the answer.
Jessica felt annoyed inside. She hated this feeling most.
Being led around in circles, when the other could answer directly but deliberately strung her along.
But she had lost the bowling match.
So honor the bet, face reality, answer directly.
Krystal watched itching with curiosity, wishing to shake her sister’s shoulder: Jessica just say it, or I’ll burst.
She really wanted to know, mainly every time she asked, Jessica dodged, either deceiving her they were still together, feelings great, treating her like a kid.
After silence, Jessica finally spoke flatly, “Nothing much.”
Her tone cold yet steady, unwilling to give any opening.
Then, her gaze intentionally or not sweeping over Lin Xiuyuan, she added lowly, “Just normal partner relationship.”
Krystal instinctively “ah?”, a bit dazed.
She thought she’d hear some explosive gossip, but Jessica brushed it off with four words.
Lin Xiuyuan still had that half-smile, as if he expected this answer.
But even this dry response was enough for him.
Because as long as Jessica didn’t give a definite answer and relationship, it sideways showed the two were mostly done.
In the last wedding photo, they weren’t standing together, obviously just attending together due to supermodel friends.
In some sense, everything seemed to be wrapping up per pattern, just needing time to settle, not public yet.
As for that conflict with him…
Thinking here, Lin Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes, that guy wouldn’t have eyes on Krystal, seeing her as his “property”?
Jessica saw his slightly provocative expression, feeling even more uncomfortable: What exactly does this guy want to know?
But she didn’t show it, just pursed her lips again, suppressing her emotions.
Lin Xiuyuan leaned forward slightly with a smile, “Answered quite straightforwardly, looks like not the sticky type, really honoring the bet.”
After speaking, he leaned back, face with easy smile.
Jessica coldly glanced at him, said nothing more.
Then Lin Xiuyuan smiled and continued, “This time, you asking?”
“Don’t dawdle, I said you ask first.” Jessica frowned slightly, said again.
Hearing this, Lin Xiuyuan shrugged, then suddenly thought of something, playing a small trick.
When posing the second question, he cleverly fused in the next two things Jung Soo Yeon wanted to ask.
“Still me first? Let me see. What I want to know next is just your future plans, whether you regret some past choices, so answer as you see fit.”
His tone casual as he spoke, but blurring the question boundaries.
Allowing Jessica to answer smoothly while extracting more info, classic scheming guy move.
Krystal, knowing the situation, caught it immediately.
She turned to stare at Lin Xiuyuan, eyes saying “you scheming so much”.
His deadpan expression made her lips curve, chuckling lightly.
Jessica wasn’t dumb, she raised a brow counter-asking, “That’s two questions?”
Lin Xiuyuan spread hands, innocently smiling, “Depends on how you answer, I can take it, just chatting anyway.”
That dead pig not afraid of boiling water attitude stirred the scene into funny and roguish.
Krystal couldn’t help covering her mouth laughing, eyes twinkling mischievously: Sure enough, this guy is fishing, purely observing Jessica’s reactions.
Jessica rolled her eyes, gaze with helplessness.
She clearly didn’t want to play along, but “honor the bet” blocked her like a dam, unable to just drop it.
“Future…” she softly repeated, buying time.
Moments later slowly speaking, “Just normal work, making money, nothing special.”
Lin Xiuyuan wanted to press, but she pivoted sharply, voice firm, “As for regret, ‘regret’ never in my dictionary.”
This made Krystal pause, Lin Xiuyuan raising a brow slightly.
Jessica here, clearly calming down.
To her, life had only one path, detours just more bumps and thorns, but not deadly, just painful.
Thinking of “life-death boundaries”, Jessica’s gaze no longer drifted to Lin Xiuyuan or Krystal, slightly unfocused.
She seemed overlooking her past life trajectory from high above, familiar figures flashing: some gave warmth and company, others betrayal and loss.
Krystal noticed her silence, gaze softening, about to speak to ease, but saw Lin Xiuyuan just quietly watching Jessica, not interrupting.
So she pursed her lips slightly, joining the quiet.
This restraint of not pressing or forcing surprised Jessica.
She thought Lin Xiuyuan would dig deeper, but he just smiled faintly, waiting for her to speak more voluntarily.
Somewhere in her heart was gently touched.
Then lowering her head, casually brushing hair, exhaling softly to conceal, suppressing the subtle emotions.
Then slowly lifting to meet Lin Xiuyuan’s gaze, with teasing, “One last question, ask away, satisfy your pervert prying and curiosity.”
Lin Xiuyuan held the last question, not speaking immediately.
Instead half-jokingly, “How about this, one more frame. If I lose, no question; if I win, just one. Giving you a chance to turn it around.”
Jessica didn’t even lift an eyelid, waving hand dismissively, very straightforward.
“Pass, just ask quickly, I don’t care about win-loss anymore.”
Her tone weary yet coldly free.
Like some part of her heart had let go, not wanting to be bound by “rules”.
Lin Xiuyuan paused, not expecting her so agreeable. Even a bit confused, because his last question was already asked via trickery, now unsure what to ask.
Air stilled between them for seconds, only faint alley echoes and floor friction sounds.
At this moment, Krystal interjected, probing Lin Xiuyuan, “Xiuyuan, if you can’t think of one, save it for later.”
Jessica shook head immediately, serious, “No, I honor the bet, he must ask.”
Lin Xiuyuan’s lips quirked, seizing the gap, “Then you ask first, I’ll think.”
Jessica stunned, quickly reacting, realizing she was tricked by this guy.
Her gaze instantly angry, glaring fiercely at Lin Xiuyuan.
That sharp glance met his breezy half-smile.
“Fine, then I’ll ask.”
Narrowing eyes, Jessica slowly spoke, staring straight at Lin Xiuyuan, “Not asking anything else, just one: who exactly wanted to know these questions?”
Words out, Krystal jolted, body tensing instinctively.
Her eyes flashed obvious panic and worry, tenser than Lin Xiuyuan actually asked, because she knew who the questioner was.
But Lin Xiuyuan remained calm, even leaning back relaxedly, as if long expected.
His expression unflustered, just lips curving lightly.
That calm made Jessica feel worse inside.
Facing Jessica’s clear yet sharp eyes, Lin Xiuyuan didn’t play tricks this time, straightforward, “Actually, Jung Soo Yeon wanted to know.”
Short sentence like a small bomb dropped in the rest area.
Krystal’s eyes widened instantly, heart shocked, sitting straight like pricked by needle.
She reacted first but couldn’t speak, staring at Lin Xiuyuan, fearing more shocking words.
Jessica slightly stunned, then blinked, expression puzzled.
“Jung Soo Yeon?”
She repeated instinctively, then lips curving, teasing smile, “Same name? Why does she want to know these?”
Her tone light, playful, clearly not thinking towards “past self” absurdity.
Krystal hearing this, froze completely. Stunned two seconds, then dryly “hehe” laughed twice, forcibly concealing. Inwardly muttering:
Sure enough… few believe time-space door such absurd thing.
Lin Xiuyuan glanced at Krystal, still calm, slowly saying, “I don’t know why she asked, just commissioned by member to ask, now done, tell her later.”
Jessica paused, brow raising slightly, finally catching the point.
“So, that Jung Soo Yeon you mentioned… is a tavern member?”
Lin Xiuyuan nodded, no further explanation.
Jessica quietly looked at him, gaze deep and complex, countless words stuck in throat, ultimately unsaid.
After, she didn’t press, lowering lashes, slowly picking up table fork, cutting small cake bite, gently into mouth.
Actions quiet, expression indifferent, but everyone felt she wasn’t calm inside.
Mind suddenly flashed a scene.
That time she found Lin Xiuyuan’s address, some sunk thoughts resurfaced now.
Next moment, instinctively asked, “Lin Xiuyuan, that member of yours isn’t from a cult, right.”
Words out, Lin Xiuyuan and Krystal both laughed, uniformly shaking heads denying.
Even so, Jessica still worried a bit, but said no more.
After Jessica’s “key follow-up” ended, the trio’s atmosphere settled slightly.
No more clashes, no extra probing. Table desserts and black tea emitted soothing aromas, reminding them to sheath sharp edges.
Lin Xiuyuan, Krystal, Jessica just sat quietly together, steadily enjoying afternoon tea.
Fork occasionally tinkling porcelain plate, faint crisp sounds, with sunset rays through window casting long orange-gold shadows.
Until only one or two small desserts left on plate, Lin Xiuyuan suddenly thought something, set down teacup, thoughtfully turning to Jessica.
“Right, Jessica.”
He half-smiled opening, tone casual, “Have you ever thought about marriage?”
Words out, Jessica’s fork mid-cut stopped, next second unceremoniously giving Lin Xiuyuan huge eye-roll, “This is the crap question you pondered forever?”
“…”
Lin Xiuyuan a bit embarrassed, lips twitching, inwardly muttering, such sharp retort.
Then Jessica cold-huffed, fork tossed, tone sharp as knife.
“Marry for what? Marry to divorce? Then crazily pursue career? I’m not a fool or idiot. I know clear good-bad, costs.”
She said, deliberately lifting chin, examples thrown:
“Tara’s Park Ji-yeon and Hyo Min, you saw their situations, what endings after marriage? I won’t joke with myself.”
This speech crisp, sharp, like insurmountable wall, silencing Lin Xiuyuan and Krystal.
Lin Xiuyuan: “…”
Krystal: “…”
Both thoroughly speechless by Jessica’s retort, minds blank for response.
Krystal even opened mouth, but felt anything extra, only holding laugh, sneaking glance at Lin Xiuyuan.
Jessica full and drank tea, abruptly cutting topic.
Then sharply stood, grabbing her bag, pulling Krystal’s wrist.
“Let’s go, heading back.”
Jessica’s voice flat, yet undeniable force.
Krystal slightly stunned, not speaking, naturally dragged up.
Jessica glanced sideways coldly, adding, “Who helps outsiders scheme against own sister like you, come back explain properly.”
Krystal guiltily “cough”, didn’t retort, obediently led away.
Thus, afternoon tea seats left only Lin Xiuyuan.
He leaned on sofa, inwardly helplessly smiling, picking phone, aimlessly swiping.
Suddenly, thumb stopped.
Screen playing short video, background blue sea sky, person in light vacation dress, bright radiant smile.
None other, Lee Ji-eun from recent Maldives trip with him.
Lin Xiuyuan paused, fingertip lightly tapping screen, expression turning playful.
Haven’t seen this “Madam” awhile, time to visit and reconnect.
Moments later, he picked up phone, contacting her.
……
……
Next morning early morning.
Sunlight through floor-to-ceiling window into high-rise apartment master bedroom, light gauze curtains gently lifted by breeze, spotting wooden floor.
Lin Xiuyuan slowly opened eyes, first hearing city’s high-altitude unique quiet aura.
Distant faint traffic, isolated lightly by sealed glass walls.
He turned, seeing Lee Ji-eun still curled in quilt.
Long hair scattered on pillow, messy strands making her cheeks rosier.
In sleep, brows relaxed, lips with satisfied afterglow.
Skin glowing post-matter sheen, nourished inside-out, even breathing light.
Lin Xiuyuan’s gaze lingered, lips faintly smiling imperceptibly.
He reached pulling quilt higher, covering her bare fragrant shoulder.
Lee Ji-eun seemed to feel, moved lightly, still deep in steady sleep.
Last night’s marks still clearly imprinted on her body.
Lin Xiuyuan silently sighed inwardly, got up, simply washed, changed clothes.
Pushing bedroom door, again feeling apartment layout: high-rise broad view, overlooking half Seoul outside window, nights glittering sea of lights, now morning light awakening city.
More than ten minutes later, Lin Xiuyuan prepared breakfast, lingered sweetly by Lee Ji-eun briefly, confirming her still dreaming, quietly left.
Out elevator, into garage, into his car, exhaling lightly.
Fingers tapping steering wheel, then starting engine.
As car slowly exited parking lot, merging into morning busy streets.
Along way, no music, only engine low hum accompanying.
Mind flashing last night scenes: Lee Ji-eun’s peaceful sleep, Jessica’s expression…
Soon suppressed thoughts, focusing on driving.
Shortly, car steadily entered villa.
Footsteps into villa echoed in empty living room.
No pause, Lin Xiuyuan pushed open time-space door, stepping into 2013 side.
In 2013 apartment.
Sulli seemed not up yet, living room quiet, only floor-to-ceiling window outside leaves swaying in morning breeze, “sasha” soft sounds like gentle accompaniment to room’s peace.
Thinking usually Sulli cooks, Lin Xiuyuan entered kitchen.
Refrigerator door opened, cold air hitting face, gaze scanning ingredients, lips curving: eggs, milk, bread slices, some leftover ham.
“About enough.”
Muttering, he rolled sleeves, skillfully cracking eggs, frying ham, toasting bread, heating milk in small pot, seamless process.
Oil sizzling in pan, soon emitting appetizing aroma.
As he placed last toast on plate, behind suddenly “click” door lock turning.
Lin Xiuyuan instinctively thought Sulli, but turning saw Lin Xiaolu from Sulli’s room.
She clearly just woken, long hair messy, loose light pajamas, collar slightly open, whole body lazy unslept vibe.
Seeing busy Lin Xiuyuan in kitchen, stunned, eyes surprised, “Ah, Xiuyuan when did you return?”
Words unfinished, other side light sound.
Lin Xiuyuan’s own room door pushed open, Jung Soo Yeon rubbing eyes out.
She in thin home clothes, casual lazy air.
Seeing kitchen scene, slightly stunned, gaze sweeping Lin Xiuyuan and Lin Xiaolu.
Momentarily, air between three subtly awkward.
But soon, this small embarrassment dispersed by breakfast aromas filling apartment.
Fried ham and toasted bread scents mixing warm milk aura, gently summoning their stomachs.
Lin Xiuyuan shrugged, flatly, “All up? Perfect, quick wash up, eat together, you turned dorm into my place?”
Lin Xiaolu sniffed, couldn’t hold laugh, “Perfect timing, wake up to breakfast.”
Jung Soo Yeon said nothing, just lips curving slightly, turning to wash.
Her demeanor calm, but eyes when back to Lin Xiuyuan quietly surfaced thoughtful satisfied smile.
Minutes later, three back to dining table.
Lin Xiuyuan had set breakfast, three plates neat, golden fried ham slices, crispy-outside-tender-in toast, fried eggs glossy, milk cups steaming.
Seated, brief silence again.
But this time, air warmer.
Lin Xiuyuan glanced at open Sulli bedroom door, curiously, “Jinjin?”
“Ran back to film crew late last night, seems Soo Jung’s filming progress not ideal.” Lin Xiaolu said.
Then Jung Soo Yeon looked at Lin Xiuyuan, no words, but eyes’ worry unconcealed.
“Eat first.”
Lin Xiuyuan said softly.
After a while, post-breakfast Lin Xiaolu stood, neatly clearing plates, knives, forks.
Her actions brisk, after glance smiling slightly, signaling Jung Soo Yeon to sit with Lin Xiuyuan.
She saw her older sister had things to ask Lin Xiuyuan, so voluntarily giving space.
Jung Soo Yeon nodded slightly, quietly approaching Lin Xiuyuan, light steps, eyes curious and worried.
Just sat on sofa wanting to speak, nearby Lin Xiuyuan broke silence first, voice low playful, “I already asked Jessica, the questions you wanted.”
Jung Soo Yeon slightly stunned, brow raised, eyes surprised, “So fast?”
Lin Xiuyuan calm, just nodded faintly, everything in control.
Then casually retold Jessica’s answers, tone unhurried with subtle meaning.
Listening to Lin Xiuyuan’s tone, Jung Soo Yeon’s expression converged, brows micro-furrowed.
Gaze no longer relaxed, sinking into thought.
Lowly mumbling, digesting info, “Mm~ Got it.”
Air with faint breakfast scent, mixed morning light warmth, serene soothing.
Yet Jung Soo Yeon inwardly turbulent, slightly lowering head, gaze on Lin Xiuyuan’s hand, long silent.
Until kitchen Lin Xiaolu’s dishwasher “click” broke silence, Jung Soo Yeon snapped back, gently lifting head speaking again.
“Alright, Jessica matter aside for now.”
Her gaze to Lin Xiuyuan, tone concerned, “Now more worried about Soo Jung.”
Slowly lifting head, Jung Soo Yeon squeezed smile, slightly forced, but eyes’ gentleness and care clear.
Lin Xiuyuan looked deeply, smiled, “I’ll visit set later, want to come?”
“Ah, me?” Jung Soo Yeon pointed self.
“Who else,” Lin Xiuyuan smile thicker, teasing, “Justified cause, without you how do I go alone.”
Hearing, Jung Soo Yeon lips curved slightly, “Then what identity as mine?”
“Assistant?”
Not getting desired answer, Jung Soo Yeon annoyed, but plan kept her from flipping, just gave face.
Lin Xiuyuan awkwardly smiled~
Close call, nearly trapped.
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