"Oh, Oni … Where is this place?"
Jung Eun-thi was a little confused as she looked at the three-story villa in front of her, especially the guards scattered in every corner of the courtyard.
Since there are guards in the villa, it must be the residence of a rich person. Maybe it is the residence of a rich family?
But which rich person in Seoul would live in a cool house … How strange.
"My friend's house." Song Ji-hyo stretched and walked into the villa, "Come in and have a seat."
Friend's house … Your attitude is more like your own house … Jung Eun-thi muttered in her heart. Since things had come to this, she had no choice but to follow in.
As soon as she entered, she saw an auntie holding a mop smiling at Song Ji-hyo, "Hey, Wuli Ji-hyo, you're here?"
Song Ji-hyo responded politely, "Hello, Auntie Kim. I brought a friend over today. I'll have to trouble you to add more dishes tonight."
"Oh, oh, no problem."
The auntie looked at Jung Eun-thi curiously and felt that she looked familiar, "This looks like … the one in 'Men's Hearts' …"
Zheng Endi scratched her head. As expected, most aunties liked to watch variety shows. She didn't know her own song, but the variety show looked familiar … She couldn't figure out who this aunty was. She bowed seriously and said, "Hello, aunty, I'm Zheng Endi."
"Oh, it's really Wuli Eun-thi?" The auntie stamped her feet, "That 'Men's Hearts' was not bad. Why did it stop broadcasting?"
Jung Eun-thi smiled awkwardly, "The ratings were not good, so it stopped broadcasting."
The auntie clicked her tongue and went to the kitchen, "I'll go cook. Eun-thi, please have a seat."
Jung Eun-thi sat next to Song Ji-hyo in confusion, "Is this the mother of Oni's friend?"
Song Ji-hyo explained, "She's a maid, but she has been working here for many years. Jin … my friend doesn't put on airs with her."
Jung Eun-thi asked tentatively, "Oni's friend is very rich?"
"A little."
Song Ji-hyo got up, grabbed a bottle of juice from the fridge, and threw it at him. She changed the topic without revealing her anger. "Has the last episode of your variety show been released?"
"Yeah, the last episode was released last week."
Jung Eun-thi took the juice and quickly unscrewed it and gulped it down. From the looks of it, she must have been very thirsty on the streets.
Song Ji-hyo also opened a bottle and drank: "The schedule just so happens to coincide with your TV drama. It's fate.
Eun-thi's artistic sense is very good. Why don't you come to RM to play?
Recently, there's an intention to invite Apink to play an episode. We've discussed it once. "
Jung Eun-thi smiled and said, "I'm afraid that Apink is still not popular enough, so they shelved it?"
Song Ji-hyo did not try to hide it. She smiled and said, "We're all waiting for the next one to become popular.
I heard that your new song will be released in July, right? "
Jung Eun-thi said honestly, "We've just released our first official album. This song 'Bubibu' is just the follow-up single. In July, many amazing groups will be returning with amazing albums. Everyone doesn't have high expectations for the results. I'm afraid we'll have to disappoint Oni."
Song Ji-hyo asked casually, "Who?"
Jung Eun-thi counted with her fingers. "For example, Superjunior, T-ara, F (x), Sistar …"
Eh?
Song Ji-hyo found something interesting and interrupted, "T-ara, is it a direct confrontation with you?"
"Yeah, the seniors' mini sixth album 'Day by Day' was released on the 6th. We're on the 7th, so it's very likely that we'll be officially participating in the production of songs on the 20th."
"Tsk, it's a direct confrontation …"
Song Ji-hyo was amused.
T-ara is a direct confrontation with Apink. Lead singer vs lead singer, Park Soyeon vs Jung Eun-thi.
Even Jung Eun-thi did not have high expectations for the results this time.
But for Tang Jinyan, who would you vote for if you were asked to vote?
How interesting.
By the way, Tang Jinyan is tone-deaf. Why are all the girls who have a special relationship with you the lead singer?
In fact, Zheng Endi's mind had wandered off.
Senior Soyeon … and that person … are they in that kind of relationship?
Logically speaking, there's no need for him to lie to me. It's very likely that he's not … Forget it. What does their relationship have to do with me?
Why don't I guess who this house belongs to?
The Chinese calligraphy and paintings around did not feel like they were in a Korean house.
There was nothing feminine about the living room, especially the men's leather shoes and sports shoes on the shoe cabinet. No matter how you looked at it, it was a man's house.
Jung Eun-thi could not help but ask, "Oni, is your friend a man?"
Song Ji-hyo looked at her with a half-smile, "Lover."
"Uh …" Jung Eun-thi shrunk her neck awkwardly.
It was common for seniors in the industry to have lovers outside. As a junior, she had no right to say anything.
However, she was still surprised that Senior Zhixiao did not even bother to cover up the fact that he was her "boyfriend". She stammered, "Oni … since it's this … this kind of friend, it's not very appropriate for me to be here, is it?"
"It's nothing."
Song Ji-hyo stretched lazily and leaned on the sofa, "My relationship with him is very special. Even if you two are interested in each other, I won't be jealous."
"How is that possible!" Jung Eun-thi blushed, "Oni, don't make fun of me."
Song Ji-hyo said meaningfully, "That's not necessarily true. Wuli Eun-thi is so cute."
Jung Eun-thi did not know how to respond, so she asked, "Why did Oni say that you won't be jealous?
Don't you like him? "
Song Ji-hyo raised her head and looked at the ceiling silently. Suddenly, she sighed, "I like him.
I miss him when I don't see him for a day. "
Jung Eun-thi widened her eyes in surprise, "Then why …"
"Liking him doesn't mean that I have to marry him."
Song Ji-hyo said lazily, "Since I can't marry him, isn't it natural for him to find someone else …"
Jung Eun-thi's eyes widened. She could not understand the thought process of a woman in her thirties, "This … Is it because he doesn't like Oni?"
"Whether he likes him or not is another matter. The problem is …" Song Ji-hyo smiled, "I feel inferior …"
Jung Eun-thi was a little shocked, "Inferior?
Oni is such a famous celebrity … "
Halfway through her sentence, she couldn't continue. She knew that in the eyes of some people, celebrities were nothing. Not to mention the rich and powerful, even the more traditional civil servants and scholars would find it difficult to choose a wife who spent all day being intimate with others in front of the camera.
Moreover, Song Ji-hyo's previous scenes were a little exaggerated. She had not seen them, but she had heard of them …
Had the things that she had a clear conscience become an inferior past in the face of love?
Was Zhiyo-senpai regretting it?
Inadvertently, she thought of her kissing scene.
He was so angry …
Jung Eun-thi felt a little complicated. Although he was overbearing and unreasonable, at least he did care about her.
If he did not firmly stop her, would she regret it like Zhiyo-senpai years later?
Song Ji-hyo suddenly sighed again, "Actually, he is not clean. In our eyes, we are a good match for each other.
It's a pity that feelings can't be placed on a scale like a weight. No matter how much you feel that they're compatible, when you embrace them, you'll always feel like something's missing, just a little bit … For some people, no matter how incompatible they seem, they'll still fall in love. There's no reason to speak of. "
Jung Eun-thi did not fully understand, but she agreed that love was not scientific. For example, if that person fell in love with her … She sighed for her senpai and could not help but say, "It is not easy to find someone you like. I think Oni should be more generous and strive to be together.
Those … I believe those obstacles are nothing in the face of love! "
Song Ji-hyo tilted her head and looked at her.
The little girl clenched her small fists and cheered her on excitedly. She was full of youth and vitality, which was really different from a woman like her who had been floating in the turbid waves of the world for more than ten years. It was very interesting.
She thought for a moment and said, "Originally, I thought that maybe rolling around in bed would become kinship, and we'd just let nature take its course for the rest of our lives. Or maybe we'd get tired of each other, and it'd be better for us to end things without any problems.
But once another woman appears on the scene, no matter if she's pursuing him or he's taking a fancy to her, then I should reconsider my position. "
Zheng En was a little exasperated. "Take advantage of the fact that this woman hasn't appeared yet and strike first!"
Song Ji-hyo was about to say something when she suddenly heard a voice outside the door.
He is back?
Song Zhixiao smiled and swallowed back the words he wanted to say. Instead, he said, "But she finally appeared … Actually, I do hope that this girl can accept him …"
"Why is that?"
"Because it is not easy for him to have such a light in his heart. I don't want it to gradually dissipate and melt into a vast darkness again."
Jung Eun-thi's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously thought of that person again.
What was going on with her recently? Why was it that whenever she heard someone say something, she would somehow associate it with him?
Jung Eun-thi forced herself to throw that person's figure out of her mind and replied, "Oni doesn't know what kind of person that girl is. Maybe she is a bad person?"
Song Ji-hyo laughed involuntarily, "No, I already know who she is."
Jung Eun-thi subconsciously asked, "Who?"
Before she had time to be angry at herself for asking such a stupid question, she saw Song Ji-hyo raise her slender hand and point at her, "You."
Jung Eun-thi pointed at her nose in confusion, and her face was full of confusion.
The light at the door dimmed, and Tang Jinyan stepped into the hallway and was changing his shoes, "Eh, Zhixiao, you are free today … Eh?!!!!"
Jung Eun-thi looked at him blankly on the sofa, and her mind was blank.
Tang Jinyan also widened his eyes, and his body was still in a bent position. He stood there with one hand holding his shoes and the other lifting his leg, as if time and space had frozen.