Peninsula: The young master is poor and doesn't want to date.

Chapter 35 Jisoo Can't Find Oppa

"Singers should focus on singing and avoid getting involved with people and things they can't control."

Lee Jae-hyun suddenly said this.

Bae Joo-hyun stood up.

He bowed deeply to Lee Jae-hyun at an angle of more than ninety degrees.

She remained upright for a long time, until her tears had dried.

"thank you."

These three words were the most genuine of all the things she said tonight.

It cannot be anything but true.

If Lee Jae-hyun truly believes that she caused the deaths of her two sons, then she should be considering not the end of her career, but the end of her life.

In the movies she watched, people were always smashed to pieces, then stuffed into cement buckets and thrown into the Han River.

She hoped that even if she died, she could die gracefully.

He turned around and opened the door.

Two men in gray suits stood at the door, politely escorting her through the long corridor.

It's as long as my own short life.

With each step she took, she felt her legs become weaker.

The moment she stepped out of the mansion, a night breeze blew by, and she wrapped her coat tighter around herself, bending down to get into the car.

Then she discovered that she could still breathe.

Jiulong Village, convenience store.

Kim Soo-ho parked his car at the alley entrance and went into the convenience store.

It wasn't because I wanted to drink; it was because there was one person missing behind the cashier.

A person who suddenly disappeared from his world.

Ding Lilan is there.

Her smile remained unchanged, her eyes crinkling.

"Welcome, but the senior hasn't returned yet."

"I know, I'm not here to see him."

Kim Soo-ho opened the freezer, took out a bottle of soda, walked to the cashier, and remained silent for a while.

"I'm here to ask if you have any news?"

Ding Lilan put down the rag in her hand.

"Nothing yet. The only information we have is that they parachuted into the East China Sea coast, which is normal in remote and desolate areas. It's not necessarily the worst-case scenario."

"So you think he's still alive?"

Ding Lilan smiled.

"Senior isn't that easy to die."

Kim Soo-ho opened the lid, took a sip, then leaned against the counter, looking out at the night view of Kowloon Village.

"I've been thinking about this for the past two days. What has he been striving for these past two years? Kicked out of his home, working at a convenience store, everyone thinks he's finished. But I feel like he's busier than three of me combined. But he's never told me exactly what he's been busy with. But I know."

He looked at the soda in his hand.

I always choose Coca-Cola; I'm still influenced by him.

He used to drink Pepsi.

Now I feel like even dogs wouldn't drink Pepsi.

"I think he's waiting for an opportunity. An opportunity for everyone who looks down on him to see him in a new light. That opportunity hasn't come yet, so he can't die."

He paused.

"That's why I believe you, he's not dead. If he were dead, I'd go down and beat him up."

Ding Lilan did not reply.

Meanwhile, in the YG practice room.

Kim Jisoo is practicing dance overtime.

After the music turned off, she sat in front of the mirror, catching her breath, and glanced at her phone.

Lee Jung-il's Kakao Talk.

The last message she sent was at noon today.

[Oppa, have you had lunch yet? Remember to wash your lunchbox!]

Unread.

Scroll up again.

Since last night, every message she has sent has been unread.

She asked Sooho oppa.

Kim Soo-ho mumbled, "Jung-il has gone abroad, and we probably won't be able to contact him for the next few days."

But she knew something was wrong.

Kim Soo-ho's way of speaking is inappropriate.

He usually speaks of Jung-il oppa in a tone that sounds like he's cursing, but not this time.

She didn't ask any more questions.

Zhao Meiyan walked into the room, carrying two cups of coffee.

She simply put her phone away, smiled at her best friend who was two years younger than her, and pretended that nothing had happened.

"Thank you for the coffee, Meiyan."

"What are you looking at, unnie? I just saw you staring at your phone in a daze."

"It's nothing, I'm just a little nervous because the year-end performance review is coming up soon."

Zhao Meiyan sighed as she said this.

"I've been having nightmares lately, and I have this feeling that I'm going to be left behind."

Upon hearing this, Kim Jisoo immediately gave Cho Miyeon a hug.

"No, Miyeon, don't worry. We can all get into the debut group together and debut together."

Zhao Meiyan is indeed the type of person who can be easily appeased; she immediately cheered up.

"Okay, let's debut together."

"Let's keep practicing; we both need to improve our dancing."

"Yeah, I wish I could dance as well as Lisa and Jennie."

"It's okay, Mi-yeon is the face of the business; being beautiful is a weapon."

"Unnie is beautiful too."

"Haha, then we'll be two stores."

The music continued.

Kim Jisoo's movements were even more forceful than before.

The arm swung through the air, making a sound like hitting something.

She didn't know what she was capable of.

But she knew that when that person came back, she would have to be better.

Because he said that when Jisoo makes money in the future, she will let Oppa live in a big house.

Her dream was simply to live with him.

As for why he didn't reply to the messages...

It's inconvenient for her to take leave as a trainee.

When she has her next holiday, she's going to go straight to Kowloon Village to ambush people.

The town bus arrived in Ulzhen County.

A coastal city on the eastern side of a peninsula.

Not big.

It even felt like time had stood still for 20 years.

In any case, the development of peninsula countries has little to do with a small coastal city like this in the east.

Li Zhengyi's phone was confiscated when he boarded the plane, but his wallet was still with him.

Uljin County is more than 300 kilometers from Seoul.

There is no airport.

There is no high-speed rail either.

There are even 100 kilometers without highways.

Arriving at the bus station, there's only one bus a day.

It's still morning; they've already left. We'll have to wait until tomorrow.

Fortunately.

There are unlicensed taxis.

It can also be called a rideshare.

It doesn't matter, it's 20 won per person to Seoul anyway.

It costs approximately 1000 RMB.

It costs more than twice as much as a passenger bus.

If you don't sit, plenty of others will.

Let me withdraw some money.

My bank card was also in my wallet.

"You owe me 20 yuan now, remember to pay it back."

Even close brothers should keep clear accounts.

Lee Jung-il wasn't prepared to let Lee Woo-bin get something for free.

Lee Woo-bin is quite arrogant.

"A mere 20 won. If you get me safely back to Seoul, I'll give you 100 million won."

"Alright, Second Brother is generous, unlike me, I'm so poor I have to be careful with my money."

Actually, Li Zhengyi's words were a sarcastic remark directed at Li Yubin.

But the latter obviously didn't realize it was a sarcastic remark and thought it was a compliment.

The two got into the car.

A bread truck.

There are 7 people sitting here.

Enjoy a leisurely stroll along the coastal highway.

Li Zhengyi yawned.

"Hungry."

Lee Woo-bin glanced at him, his suit still smelling of salted fish.

"You ate two servings of miso soup set meal for lunch."

"There were hardly any pieces of meat in that soup, so it wasn't a proper meal."

Lee Woo-bin suddenly asked, "Do you think Seoul knows about this now?"

"Know what?"

"We jumped down."

"Of course they know. Your bodyguards aren't blind or mute."

"What will they think?"

Li Zhengyi thought for a moment.

"They feel like we're dead."