Chapter 75: “the Most Sensitive Spot”
Afternoon.
Above ten thousand meters high, a United Airlines flight heading to Los Angeles was flying steadily.
After boarding in the morning, Park Ji-yeon slept until now, finally waking up groggily and catching up on that nap.
The first thing upon opening her eyes wasn’t looking at the sea of clouds outside the window, but skillfully picking up her mobile phone, connecting to the airplane Wi-Fi, and checking what messages and gossip were in 【Solve Worries Small Courtyard】.
At this moment, she couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
Although her company often made people frustrated and felt stupid.
But in terms of treatment, it was still somewhat humane. At least it was a flight with internet, saving her from staring blankly during the more than ten hours of air travel.
Ham Eun-jung beside her hadn’t slept at all and clearly sensed Park Ji-yeon’s pleasant mood upon waking.
Although she didn’t say much, her gaze held a bit more inquiry.
Until she inadvertently glanced at the group name, 【Solve Worries】—these two words were too familiar; she had never been too satisfied with that man who had almost pulled her sister in headfirst.
So taking this opportunity, Ham Eun-jung spoke up, “Ji-yeon, you wouldn’t really like that boy named Lin Xiuyuan, would you?”
“Ah? What are you talking about, unnie.”
Park Ji-yeon, who was chatting enthusiastically with Sulli in the group, suddenly heard this in her earphones and didn’t react for a moment, stunned.
But she quickly reacted, realizing Ham Eun-jung had misunderstood, so she hurriedly smiled, “I don’t have that kind of relationship with oppa; it’s just a very normal relationship.”
“You didn’t have any male friends before, and besides, don’t you remember what Hyo Min and the others often say?”
As soon as Ham Eun-jung finished, Park Ji-yeon over there laughed, “I know, what they often say about there being no pure friendship between men and women.”
“Then you still say normal relationship.”
Because we have a church relationship.
Of course, Park Ji-yeon wouldn’t say this out loud, lest Ham Eun-jung think she had joined a cult.
So she pretended to be nonchalant and continued chatting about the group content, while trying hard to ignore unnie’s scrutinizing gaze.
Especially when she learned that Im Yoon Ah had actually come to the door for information consultation with Lin Xiuyuan at Zheng Soo Yeon’s prompting, her eyes lit up, giving her a reason to appease Ham Eun-jung and chat her up.
But before that, Park Ji-yeon had one question she wanted to ask Ham Eun-jung.
“By the way, unnie, where do you think your most sensitive spot is?”
???
Ham Eun-jung was suddenly startled, turning to look at Park Ji-yeon with her odd gaze, “Hey, Park Ji-yeon, you’ve been acting really strange lately. Why ask that? What are you up to?”
“Relax, unnie, I’m just a bit curious.”
Park Ji-yeon said with a grin.
“No, you’re not curious. You should just go to sleep or play with your phone.”
Ham Eun-jung, saying this, felt it wasn’t enough and directly put on her eye mask and earphones, “Forget it, I’ll sleep. Don’t bother me.”
Watching this, Park Ji-yeon pouted, “Is it necessary, unnie~”
But since Ham Eun-jung didn’t want to answer, she had no intention of forcing her and turned her gaze to Park Hyomin on the other side.
But after one glance, she withdrew her gaze, muttering, “No, no, she’s a real wife. Next one, next one.”
The next one…
Huh, none left. Where are they?
……
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Inside the tavern.
After seeing Im Yoon Ah off, Sulli returned to the sofa and couldn’t help teasing Lin Xiuyuan, who was looking down at his phone.
“Oppa, you’re done for. You’ll definitely get scolded by Soo Yeon unnie later. She sent Yoon Ah unnie over, and you still charged her, hahaha.”
“Otherwise? The most expensive things in the world are originally knowledge and information. You can’t expect to gain without giving anything, right?”
Lin Xiuyuan, lifting his head, shrugged speechlessly, “If it were free, would you cherish that knowledge or information? You’d probably forget it right after hearing.”
“That’s true, but I feel Soo Yeon unnie isn’t the reasonable type.” Sulli smiled.
Lin Xiuyuan fell silent, thinking of Zheng Soo Yeon’s exquisite face and her irritable personality that contrasted sharply with it.
After a while, “Whatever about her. If she comes, I’ll say the same.”
Then he lowered his head back to his phone and chatted with Park Ji-yeon, who was flying to LA. After all, this little dragon cub was sharing some unknown secrets with him, making him a bit excited.
But as they chatted, Sulli’s earlier words lingered in his mind, circling for a long time.
So more than ten minutes later, Lin Xiuyuan stood up with a slap, “Come on, Sulli, let’s go to the other side to play.”
The son of a thousand gold doesn’t sit under the hall.
Knowing this principle well, he felt it necessary to avoid the risk, lest Zheng Soo Yeon really come to ‘question’ him.
Sulli, who had been observing him beside, was now laughing slumped on the sofa, “Hahaha, oppa, you’re killing me. Is this your ‘whatever about her’? Hahaha, no, you’re too funny.”
“No, I just thought of going over there to play games.”
As a sigma male, how could Lin Xiuyuan admit what Sulli said? So he quickly found another reason.
“Yeah, yeah.”
Sulli, still laughing, truly felt unprecedented joy from Lin Xiuyuan.
But later she politely declined his suggestion, “But I have a radio show to record in the evening, so I won’t go with you, oppa. Say hi to Soo Jung for me.”
“Alright then, I’ll wait for you in a bit.” Lin Xiuyuan said and was about to sit back down.
Sulli quickly said, “No need, I’m heading out now. Tonight’s a visual radio, so I still need to go to the beauty salon to wash my hair and style it.”
Hearing this, Lin Xiuyuan glanced at her outfit today: shoulder-length hair in a bun, a dress revealing her white, slender beautiful legs, accented by small leather shoes.
“You look great like this. Why bother with styling?”
He didn’t hesitate to praise.
Lin Xiuyuan’s praise made Sulli laugh again, even happier, “It works, but after all, I’m an idol, oppa. I still need to do makeup.”
So just like that, after a few more simple exchanges, they tidied up the trash and equipment together, then went out separately to their own tasks.
So when Im Yoon Ah returned to the dormitory and ran to the company to ‘complain’ to Zheng Soo Yeon, who was in vocal lesson.
Lin Xiuyuan over there had already slipped to the 2025 side, comfortably lying on the living room sofa, ready for a good nap.
But fate is so clever.
He went from 2013 to 2025 to avoid Zheng Soo Yeon over the Im Yoon Ah matter.
Only to be caught red-handed here by 2025’s Im Yoon Ah.
Evening, inside the 2025 small tavern.
Lin Xiuyuan looked at Im Yoon Ah standing before him, then glanced at Krystal smiling at them from the bar counter.
He really wanted to say right then: Wait, didn’t we just share a bed last night? How did you sell me out the next day?
But he didn’t dare.
So he looked back at her, “Um, Yoon Ah-ssi, is there something you need from me?”
“Do I have to have something to find you?”
Im Yoon Ah countered, her tone carrying a bit of teasing.
Today she was dressed even more dazzlingly than last time.
Sitting across from Lin Xiuyuan, her long legs crossed naturally, white short T-shirt tailored to fit, outlining her graceful curves.
Her chest rose and fell distinctly, seeming supported by some light yet precise technology, the hem slightly short, revealing a section of delicate waist and smooth abdomen, gently undulating with her speech, both natural and heart-racing.
“Not exactly, but heading straight for me upon entering is too obvious. Just say what you want; I’m not good at beating around the bush—it feels weird.”
Although Lin Xiuyuan said this, he had already learned from Krystal that this Lin Dajun still couldn’t let go of brushing past Zheng Soo Yeon that night, so she wanted to open a breach through him.
So he also wanted to take this chance to extinguish her ‘doubts’ quickly, lest she keep staring at him or the tavern, too troublesome.
“Soo Jung ah, is my intention that obvious?”
After hearing this, Im Yoon Ah looked up at Krystal approaching, amused.
“A bit, unnie. Just ask; it’s not like there’s anything going on. Or do you need me to give you two some space?”
Krystal smiled lightly as she handed Im Yoon Ah a cup of warm water.
“No need for that. You sit and be a witness; I don’t want you thinking I stole your young, cute boy later.”
“…”
Facing these two’s back-and-forth verbal sparring, Lin Xiuyuan said, “I’m still sitting here.”
Im Yoon Ah’s mouth curved up immediately, “Oh, that tone—you’re not into Soo Jung, huh?”
Im Yoon Ah was still that Im Yoon Ah; older, but her sharp tongue was undiminished, even sharper than when younger.
Lin Xiuyuan fell silent, thinking 2013’s Lin Xiaolu was better—easier to deceive.
“Alright, unnie, stop teasing him. Spit it out; we still need to go eat soon.”
“Got it, got it.”
Just as Im Yoon Ah was about to speak again, the tavern doorbell suddenly rang.
Krystal smilingly went to open the door; before the person outside entered, her familiar voice drifted into Lin Xiuyuan’s ears.
“Wow, Soo Jung ah, the rain these past days has been heavy. If you hadn’t called, I definitely wouldn’t have gone out.”
The big dragon cub, entering, grumbled while shaking off her umbrella.
Suddenly, she felt a burning gaze fixed on her.
Looking up, it was Lin Xiuyuan sitting on the sofa, staring straight at her.
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“Oppa, do you know where my most sensitive spot is?”
“Huh?”
“Hehe, I’ll tell you.”
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Godfathers… didn’t you say to post together?
If so, how about updates at noon 12 and evening 6? What do you think!!!
