69novels Chapter 41 is finished. It's all over.
Chapter 41 is finished. It's all over.
The navigation address ends near the Bupyeong 5-dong Market in Incheon.
After parking the car, Han Xijun sat in the driver's seat and leaned forward slightly to observe the streets on both the left and right sides through the windshield.
This should be a food street specializing in various seafood dishes.
In my memory, Han Xijun had never been here.
The restaurant on the right, Jin's Seafood Restaurant, which boasts a 50-year-old establishment, seems to be the one Wu Haiyuan is going to take him to.
My gaze shifted to the passenger seat.
Wu Haiyuan was sleeping soundly.
His sleeping position has also changed from leaning his head against the car window to now lying diagonally on the passenger seat.
Han Xijun put the chair down.
Looking at Wu Haiyuan, whose breathing was even, Han Xijun felt a little "reluctant" to wake her up.
Han Xijun took out his phone and habitually checked his work email.
I unlocked my phone screen, and the time showed 12:13 PM.
The app on the page displays unread messages.
Han Xijun only thought about clearing the number of unread messages. He opened the SMS page and saw that the familiar number had sent another message 13 minutes ago, at noon. The message read, "Good afternoon, Team Leader Han."
Exit the newsletter page.
As Han Xijun opened his email, he wondered if he would receive a text message saying "Good evening, Team Leader Han" at 6 p.m. sharp.
What is the phone number for reporting?
Han Xijun had such a thought.
But Han Xijun was unsure of Zhang Yuanying's tactics.
What if the telecommunications company blocks the reported phone number, and Zhang Yuanying then gets her email address?
The AI R&D lab and human resources center of the KAKAO Group have their own email addresses, as well as project contact persons and classmates from a previous KAIST lab.
Given Zhang Yuanying's tenacity, she will surely find a way to contact herself if she really wants to.
Han Xijun couldn't guarantee that his email address was an absolute secret, and he couldn't possibly give up the email address he was currently using.
However, Zhang Yuanying did not break her promise from their private conversation the night before. She did not contact Han Xijun, but only sent him a message. Han Xijun ignored the message and she did not "keep bothering" him by sending messages.
The two messages I've received are just ordinary greetings and, strictly speaking, cannot be classified as harassment.
My head hurts.
No matter how big the technical barriers or how many bugs he encounters at work, Han Xijun can calmly and methodically think of solutions.
But Han Xijun really didn't know how to "deal with" Zhang Yuanying.
Glancing at Wu Haiyuan out of the corner of his eye, Han Xijun realized why he had a headache.
Isn't it just like when I first met Wu Haiyuan on the plane a few days ago?
When asked about recording a dating show, Han Xijun had a headache, then was speechless, and just wanted to refuse. But then, inexplicably, he ended up recording the show with Wu Haiyuan for three days.
This feeling of déjà vu.
Han Xijun had a vague feeling that a similar scene might repeat itself on him.
"Have we arrived yet?"
The muttering reached Han Xijun's ears.
Putting away his phone, Han Xijun turned to Wu Haiyuan, who had just woken up, and said, "We've arrived."
Still sleepy.
Wu Haiyuan didn't care about his personal image at all. He opened his mouth wide and yawned, gently touching the corner of his eye with his finger.
The movement suddenly stopped.
Wu Haiyuan turned around abruptly, his back to Han Xijun, and appeared extremely flustered.
Han Xijun smiled.
Wu Haiyuan is now fully awake.
Let alone female idols, it would be difficult for any girl to be so carefree as to yawn and pick her eyes in front of a guy she's only known for a few days.
With his back to Han Xijun, Wu Haiyuan kept repeating to himself, "It's all over, everything's over, my image is completely ruined."
"that……"
Wu Haiyuan tried his best to act as if nothing had happened, stammering, "I accidentally fell asleep. Are you hungry? Let's go to that 50-year-old seafood restaurant."
As I pushed open the passenger door, I was pulled back inside.
I forgot to unbuckle my seatbelt.
Wu Haiyuan awkwardly unbuckled his seatbelt and strode towards the seafood restaurant after getting out of the car.
Han Xijun followed behind with his long legs straddling him.
啾啾
The car doors were locked.
Instead of chasing after Wu Haiyuan, who was taking hurried little steps ahead, she kept a distance of about one meter behind him.
Han Xijun was "appreciating".
It felt like being alone with Wu Haiyuan wasn't like we were filming a show, but rather like we were watching a show up close at the venue.
Wu Haiyuan always manages to come up with some interesting tricks.
All of this seemed very interesting to Han Xijun.
Welcome!
The restaurant was packed with customers.
Compared to Seoul, the restaurants in Incheon are much more spacious, with at least a dozen long tables in the main hall.
You need to take off your shoes.
All the diners sat cross-legged on the floor, and the height of the table was just above the height of their legs.
There's a menu on the wall.
Common seasonal seafood dishes include clams, whelks, octopus, shrimp, crabs, and abalone, as well as seafood hot pot stewed with water celery and bean sprouts.
Almost every table of guests ordered clam chowder.
Spicy sea snail salad, live octopus sashimi, and abalone slices are dishes that vary depending on the diner's preferences.
On the contrary, the side dishes of shrimp and crab with soy sauce were probably complimentary from the restaurant.
Han Xijun searched for a seat.
Wu Haiyuan stood in front, looking around.
A middle-aged woman wearing a headscarf, a white t-shirt, an apron, and non-slip shoes quickly moved through the shop.
Unlike the other people in black work clothes, the woman seemed to know every table of guests, and would greet and chat with them when she helped serve food or get drinks.
This is normal; most of the customers in a restaurant business that has been operating for 50 years are regulars, or they may be neighbors living nearby.
However, the woman's gaze fell on Han Xijun.
No, to be precise, when he looked at Wu Haiyuan, his eyes, expression, and body language all seemed "particularly" excited.
Walking towards the door, his eyes and expression couldn't hide his joy. He clapped his hands, and just as he was about to say something, Wu Haiyuan preemptively asked, "Are there any seats left?"
The woman stopped, her joyful gaze gradually turning to confusion.
Han Xijun was standing behind Wu Haiyuan, so he could only see the woman standing opposite him and could not see Wu Haiyuan in front of him.
Wu Haiyuan blinked frantically.
The woman seemed to understand, but not quite.
Until Wu Haiyuan said, "The two of us."
The woman shifted her gaze and fixed it on Han Xijun.
He scrutinized her from head to toe twice without any hesitation—definitely twice. Han Xijun couldn't ignore the feeling of being stared at.
After looking her over, the woman finally spoke.
Han Xijun clearly heard the woman's first words be, "Haiyuan, what's wrong with you...?"
Suddenly the chatter in the restaurant grew louder, and Han Xijun, who was behind, couldn't hear it clearly.
It was obvious that Wu Haiyuan and the woman in front of him knew each other; otherwise, how could she have called out Wu Haiyuan's name?
Han Xijun only guessed that the two knew each other and did not speculate further.
Because this is definitely a genuine seafood restaurant.
When recording the show before, Wu Haiyuan mentioned that her father was a legal professional, but didn't go into details. Her mother was a housewife, she had an older sister who worked for a large company, and she also had a pet dog named COCO.
Therefore, the conclusion is that this seafood restaurant is not run by Wu Haiyuan's family.
The dining table is located in the upper left corner.
Wu Haiyuan gestured for Han Xijun to sit down, and before Han Xijun could ask, he said, "The clam chowder udon noodles here are delicious."
Han Xijun casually asked, "Do you eat here often?"
Wu Haiyuan paused for a moment, then deliberately turned his head to rummage through the cutlery box, as if to avoid eye contact, muttering, "I heard about it from a friend, I've never eaten here before."
Based on this reaction, Wu Haiyuan is definitely suspicious.
They clearly knew the place, but claimed they'd never been there before.
What exactly was Wu Haiyuan's reason for doing this?
If that woman comes over again later, try to test her.
Han Xijun is making this plan.
He didn't notice that in the kitchen, the woman had quietly raised her phone and snapped several photos of Han Xijun and Wu Haiyuan sitting there.