"Scary, isn't it?" With a miserable smile, Zhang Ziyan said blandly.

"Hmm!" At this moment, Chu Long only felt that his heart was "bang!" Bang! Bang! I was really scared enough!

Since she was a child, Park Chulong, who has always been a good girl in the eyes of her parents, has never heard of such a thing?

But right in front of her, a living example appeared in front of her!

I can hardly believe my ears!

The protagonist of such a creepy thing actually appeared in front of his eyes!

Her lips trembled so that the girl could not utter even a complete sentence.

Chu Long, who was completely in a daze, the only thing he could do was to look at Zhang Ziyan with a pair of big eyes bulging out of surprise, and it was really hard to hide the shock in his heart!

Even this shock lasted until the end of dinner, and Chu Long was still so stunned when he saw Zhang Ziyan's expression.

I even imagined for a while, is this senior Ernie in front of me lying to himself?

If she was telling the truth, then why did Jang Jung-hoon still treat her like this?

In the confusion, Chu Long seemed to vaguely feel that Zhang Zhengxun took him to a bedroom, and then said something to himself and left.

Chu Long, who was in a trance, lived unconsciously.

Sitting on the brand new bed that had already been made, Chu Long still couldn't help but lose his mind for a while.

If...... If Zhang Ziyan's predecessor's words are true...... Isn't that the ...... in the entertainment industry?

Not daring to think about that term, nor daring to guess what this qiē was, Chu Long only felt a mess in his mind. It seems that he is thinking about something, but he can't think of anything. I wanted to ask, but I couldn't move.

"Ahh Chu Long lay on his back on the bed in frustration.

Just when the girl's whole body was on the verge of collapse, she accidentally heard some strange voice.

Stunned, he looked up and looked overhead, but only saw a wall.

With a surprised face, Chu Long looked at the white wall stupidly, and for a moment he didn't know where the voice came from.

With a move in her heart, the girl got up and put her ear against the wall.

An inaudible sound came into the ears, as if with some kind of special melody, which made people's hearts beat a little faster subconsciously.

Until this time. Chu Long reacted, and it was clearly the scene in the small video that Pu Mei had secretly watched in the dormitory!

A small round face turned red into a red apple in an instant, and even the pink earlobes were dyed with a faint red glow.

They...... They......

For a moment, Chu Long felt as if his whole person was being burned, and his face was exuding heat.

The whole person is as red as a boiled shrimp.

The legs that were originally kneeling at the head of the bed could no longer bear the weight of the body, and the body was crooked, and the girl was already paralyzed to the bed.

"Damn--President...... The most hateful! The girl's wail rang out, in the midst of shyness. But there is an inexplicable grudge......

It's late at night......

When Chu Long was called up for breakfast early the next morning, he still had a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

I was stunned at first. Immediately, the shy Zhang Ziyan twisted the man's arm, but the man, who was already dead and was not afraid of boiling water, just grinned and pursed the corners of his mouth. He continued to grin and eat the breakfast made by the woman.

Looking at Chu Long's surprised expression, Zhang Ziyan said with a smile: "Live alone." I didn't want to order any takeout, so I had to make my own food. Thankfully, fresh ingredients were brought in every day, so I didn't starve to death. Shrugging her shoulders, Zhang Ziyan half-jokingly, half-seriously explained, sat casually beside the man, thoughtfully put the dishes and chopsticks away, and beckoned Chu Long to eat.

After doing his daily prayers, Chu Long whispered with curiosity; "I'm eating!" Then pick up a piece of golden fried egg and gently place it in your mouth.

"Hmm-" It was unexpectedly delicious!

No, it could even be said that they are almost comparable to the chef in the restaurant!

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ziyan actually has such a craft?

"Huh." Looking at the surprise on the girl's face, Zhang Ziyan explained with a smile; "Alone, I can't go out yet, so I'm looking for something to do, fortunately, even to satisfy my appetite, plus Zhengxun's craftsmanship is actually better than mine, I made up my mind to learn, I didn't expect that there was still some talent."

"Daihatsu!" Chu Long, who wanted to swallow his tongue, grabbed the only fried egg left with the man, and while chewing hard, he spit out the only words that could be expressed.

"Heh, eat slowly, I'll do it if it's not enough." Watching the two of them gulp down breakfast, Zhang Ziyan, as a chef, was naturally very happy.

Had breakfast and rested for a while. Zhang Zhengxun led Chu Long to say goodbye.

After a parting kiss, Jang Jung-hoon finally left this "outer house".

Sitting in the car on the way back, Chu Long still couldn't believe what he had experienced in the past ten hours.

There are countless questions in my mind, and I also have an extremely complex mentality.

I don't even know how to face this love-hate president.

Since getting in the car, Chu Long has been silent, even if Zhang Zhengxun is usually a quiet person, he is still a little uncomfortable in the face of this oppressive silence.

"Chu Long...... Anything to ask? Finally, Zhang Zhengxun, who still couldn't bear it, asked softly.

"Yes - besides, there are a lot of ......" There was a slight silence, and Chu Long, who was originally sitting in the back seat, suddenly said: "Oppa, I want to sit in the front." ”

"Uh-yes." The man was stunned for a moment, then stopped the car, waited for Chu Long to reach the passenger seat, and then walked forward again.

There was silence again in the carriage.

Knowing the girl's hesitation, Zhang Zhengxun did not urge, but drove quietly.

The car was still driving smoothly, and it wasn't until it was not far from the company that Chu Long finally mustered up the courage and asked softly: "Zhang Ziyan's senior, she ......?"

"Yes, it's true."

"Really...... It's true! She...... You...... How so? Is it ......?"

It didn't seem to notice Chu Long, who was already a little incoherent, Zhang Zhengxun sighed faintly and said calmly; "Although I don't want to say it, she did experience that, in fact, before I met her, I had vaguely heard that there was such an artist in the circle, or rather, it was a 'stage girl'."

"But...... Isn't there a royal law? ”

"Wang Fa? Hehe......" didn't continue, but the man's meaning was already obvious. (To be continued......)