RBCT Chapter 60 Is she prettier or am I prettier?
Chapter 60 Is she prettier or am I prettier?
"Sana-xi, your method of proof... is to look for clues in dreams and then look for evidence in reality?"
Jung Do-hoon sighed, ignoring what Minatozaki Sana was saying. He released Minatozaki Sana's shoulder and returned to the taxi.
"I……"
Sana Minatozaki wanted to say something more, but the words caught in her throat, and her initial momentum vanished like the tide.
yes……
It's ridiculous.
Who would believe everything that happens in a dream?
Jung Do-hoon rolled up the car window, the tinted glass blurring his figure. Minatozaki Sana wanted to chase after him, but after a few steps, she felt all her strength drain away, she was so tired...
Sana Minatozaki squatted on the ground, hugging her knees, and watched the taxi disappear into the intersection.
As for what Sana Minatozaki was thinking, Jung Do-hoon was no longer in the mood to think about it and simply closed his eyes to rest.
He needs some time to process the fact that Minatozaki Sana is also a reincarnated person, or perhaps... he should completely put it out of his mind and stop thinking about anything related to Minatozaki Sana.
"It's normal for young couples to have disagreements; my wife and I argue all the time..."
"We've already broken up."
The talkative driver glanced at Zheng Daoxun's cold and stern expression in the rearview mirror, gave an awkward grin, and said nothing more.
Despite the pretty girl's earnest plea to stay, the passengers in the back seat remained unmoved...
Anyway, if it were the driver himself, he definitely wouldn't have the heart to do something heartless or say cold words to such a pretty face.
He couldn't help but feel a mixture of envy and respect for the young man in the back seat.
"Passenger...we've arrived."
When he got off the bus, the driver made a point of using polite language with him.
Before opening the door at home, Zheng Daoxun glanced down to check the time; it was 11 p.m., not too late.
But just as he was about to enter the password, the door opened.
"Ya Xian..." He was about to speak when another face appeared before him, delicate yet alluring.
"Dohoon, you're back so early?"
Bae Suzy squinted, opened the door, and bent down to hand him slippers. She was wearing the simplest, most plain, oversized white T-shirt, and her jet-black hair was tied up, giving her a somewhat hostess-like air.
"Suzy-ssi?" Jung Do-hoon looked inside in confusion. Ya-hyun was sitting on the sofa with her knees drawn up, watching a talent show. She didn't seem to be in a bad mood.
How come Bae Suzy and Ya-Hsien can get along peacefully, and the atmosphere is actually quite good?
Jung Do-hoon thanked him, changed into slippers, and Bae Soo-ji put on an apron and lifted the lid of the pot on the stove.
A faint salty aroma wafted into my nose.
Jung Do-hoon didn't eat much at Minatozaki Sana's house, but he drank quite a bit of alcohol, and suddenly he was getting a little hungry.
"I heard you went to a diplomatic dinner today. I was just sitting at home with nothing to do, so I came over to keep Ya-xian company... After all, we're neighbors, aren't we?"
Are they neighbors two blocks away? Although it wouldn't take long to walk there.
Jung Do-hoon took off his tie and just as he took off his coat, a hand caught his suit jacket. He looked back and saw that Soo-ji had already ladled a bowl of soup from the pot and then took his coat and hung it on the coat rack in the entryway.
"Kamsammida..."
A crack seemed to appear in Zheng Daoxun's cold heart, from which some melting water seeped.
"Come here for a second." Bae Suzy beckoned with her finger, gesturing for Jung Do-hoon to bend down. She then tiptoed and whispered in his ear, "I was planning to leave around nine o'clock, but Ya-hyun wanted to watch Hybe's talent show, and I was also a little interested, so I stayed to watch it with her."
"Is the show still going?"
Jung Do-hoon nodded slightly. He could certainly sense Bae Soo-ji's thoughts and hadn't deliberately tried to create an ambiguous atmosphere, but if he wanted to interpret her behavior in that direction, it would be perfectly logical.
Her actions can be viewed from the perspective of a friend, a romantic interest, or a suitor.
"A single episode of an audition show can be quite long," Bae Suzy sighed. "She's engrossed in watching it, so she definitely didn't mean to not greet you."
Jung Do-hoon glanced in Ya-hyun's direction, and after Soo-ji's reminder, he could finally sense it.
"Is this show that good?" Jung Do-hoon tiptoed behind Ya-hsien and looked at the TV screen, which was currently replaying clips of her debut performance.
[Is this our first time meeting? Why are you judging me?]
They clearly don't know me at all; they only look at my appearance and judge me as a despicable woman.
She appears to be a bad girl, but is a good girl at heart.
No wonder Bae Suzy was willing to stay and watch the show.
It turns out that the three girls were performing Bae Suzy's song.
Wait... there's a girl inside who looks familiar.
Zheng Daoxun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked for a while before he remembered that this was Fang Zhixiu's younger sister, Fang Zhiwen.
The judges were commenting on Fang Zhiwen's off-key voice during her floor routine, their expressions slightly serious, which made the girl on stage lower her head.
Jung Do-hoon wasn't very good at critiquing stage performances, but judging from her figure and appearance alone, he thought Fang Zhi-wen, who was tall and had long legs, was the most visually appealing. She had a refined and elegant appearance without being vulgar or pretentious, and she wasn't particularly aggressive.
"You're engrossed in watching, Do-hoon-ssi." Soo-ji's voice came from behind. Jung Do-hoon looked in the direction of the voice and saw her wearing an apron and with her hair up, bringing over some soup. "Have some hangover soup."
Zheng Daoxun was taken aback.
Bae Suzy exclaimed, "Oh dear, you're not going to expect me to feed you, are you?"
"How could this be... Thank you." Zheng Daoxun took the bowl and sat down next to Ya Xian. Only then did his younger sister realize that Zheng Daoxun had returned, and she was so startled that she moved to the side.
"Oppa, you're back?"
"Hmm, why are you suddenly watching talent shows?" He deliberately avoided mentioning Fang Zhiwen because he couldn't yet figure out Ya Xian's attitude towards this girl.
Was it because they wanted to see her fail that they started following her, or was there some other reason...?
"Wasn't Fang Zhiwen on top?" Ya Xian sighed, hugging her pillow. "Actually, she performed quite well, but she was placed in the lower tier. The mentor was too strict with her."
"High expectations lead to strict requirements..." Zheng Daoxun said casually, but Ya Xian narrowed her eyes and glared at him.
Is it because he likes to preach too much? Well, it's not so bad.
"This is only the first season. It's not a big deal if you're placed in the lower ranks. There's still a chance for you to make a comeback later. Besides, Fang Zhimin is quite popular." Bae Suzy sat down next to Jung Do-hoon again, sandwiching him between her and Ya-hsien.
The hangover soup she made was delicious and quite filling; after drinking it, Zheng Daoxun felt much better.
He looked at Soo-ji with gratitude, about to speak, but was interrupted.
"But Dohoon-ssi... you seemed quite engrossed in watching just now. Fang Zhimin was dancing in my spot, so do you think... she's prettier, or am I?"