Chapter 309: Xiao Pei recites ancient poems, Xiao Jiang tries to hold back his laughter

Bae Joo-hyun woke up not long after taking a nap.

She wanted to raise her hands and stretch, but found that she was covered with a blanket.

Did she ask the stewardess for a blanket just now?
Bae Joo-hyun blinked and looked to the side, and noticed that Kang Do-hwan was sleeping with his head tilted, with nothing on his body.

If I remember correctly, he was holding a blanket in his hand when we first met.

With a smile on her lips, she poked her head out to observe for a while. After making sure that there were no sneaky fans hiding somewhere on the plane and spying on them, she quickly got up and went to the next room.

Bae Joo-hyun covered him with the blanket very gently, fearing that if she covered him with the blanket too quickly, it would wake him up.

But even so, she underestimated someone's vigilance.

The blanket had just been placed on him when he woke up.

Jiang Zhaohuan felt something touching him, and his whole body was in a state of resistance.

There was a hint of panic in his eyes, and his hands, which were resting on the armrests, were now clenched into fists.

The face that appeared in the nightmare gradually disappeared, and when he saw the person standing in front of him, the tense emotions instantly dissipated.

Turns out it was her. I almost thought the damn illegitimate child was here again.

Bae Joo Hyun noticed the sweat on Do Hwan's forehead. She held the blanket with a concerned look on her face and asked softly:
"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

"Yes, I dreamed of having an illegitimate child."

Jiang Zhaohuan glanced at the blanket in her hand and waved his hand.

"Put on the blanket. The air conditioner is quite cold. I'll ask the flight attendant to get another one."

"Yeah, I almost thought I scared you awake."

But I feel relieved when I see you.

Such words are naturally not suitable to be said in this environment.

Jiang Zhaohuan smiled and shook his head, then called the flight attendant to ask for some airplane meals and a warm blanket.

He had no desire to continue sleeping, for fear of dreaming about those annoying faces again.

There are still three hours before arriving in Singapore, so I decided to watch a movie to kill time.

It was already noon when we arrived in Singapore, so we didn’t have much time left for rehearsal, which also resulted in not many idol groups being invited to perform here.

Without some popularity, there is no way to be selected.

The suitcase has been sent back to the hotel by the agent.

Jiang Zhaohuan took the car arranged by the program PD and rushed to the rehearsal venue.

His job was relatively simple. He just followed the formalities and walked around on stage, and that was all there was to it.

As the MC, Bae Joo-hyun also has to perform on stage.

Of course, she couldn't stay in the waiting room all the time.

Jiang Zhaohuan, who was somewhat bored, leaned on the sofa in a daze, waiting for the styling team to create a look for him tonight.

But at this moment, he actually received a call from Lao Song.

It should be only eight o'clock in the morning in the UK, right?

He called me so early, could something have happened?

Jiang Zhaohuan did not avoid the staff in the waiting room because they could not understand Chinese anyway.

He answered the phone directly and asked without waiting for the other party to speak:
"Hello? Dad, why did you call me suddenly?"

"I was in Singapore on business and my client invited me to be on a special episode of the show tonight."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhaohuan knew that his father would sit in the audience to watch the performance.

He raised his eyebrows, feeling somewhat fortunate that he still had a stage for collaboration.

Otherwise, my chance to perform on stage would only be those few hosting sessions and the final chorus.

Jiang Zhaohuan raised his eyebrows somewhat proudly and said cheerfully:
"Then congratulations, you can see my handsome side."

"Well, let's have a meal after this. I've already booked a restaurant."

Jiang Zhaohuan blinked in surprise and asked:
"Is it okay? You should be organizing a party tonight, right?"

"I've asked my assistant to push it off. We haven't seen each other for a while."

The last time they met was when Song Shi Hyuk came to Peninsula to surprise him. They had indeed not seen each other for a long time.

During this period, I rely entirely on my mobile phone.

I can only say that electronic products are very advanced and can really solve many problems. "OK, then I can only turn down my..."

When Song Shihe thought about the contents on the list, he lowered his head and smiled slightly, with a hint of sarcasm.

"If you want to eat alone with the kid, I can back out."

It was clearly a conversation between father and son, but it was subtly strange.

Jiang Zhaohuan narrowed his eyes speechlessly. He didn't buy it at all and replied calmly:

"If we weren't just friends now, I would really like to kidnap her."

"Oh? Are you completely honest with yourself?"

"Is there a problem?"

Song Shihe breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that his son had finally grown up.

The child is teachable, so he won't end up alone in the future.

But we cannot encourage him at this time. If he fails at the critical moment, his daughter-in-law will be gone.

"No problem. If you succeed, remember to tell me."

"Don't worry, I will definitely take her to England."

"So confident?"

Jiang Zhaohuan looked up at Bae Zhuxuan, who ran towards him instead of returning to the Red Velvet waiting room after the rehearsal, and couldn't help but smile:
"...Yeah, you're pretty confident. See you tonight."

When Bae Joo-hyun entered the room, she happened to notice that someone quickly hung up the phone after she entered the room.

She couldn't help feeling a little jealous. Was he in such a hurry to hang up the phone just to avoid her?
Bae Joo-hyun walked forward, not showing any of her usual iron wall appearance.

She sat directly next to Do Hwan and did not choose the single sofa even though it was available.

"Did I interrupt your phone call?"

The sudden question made Jiang Zhaohuan stunned for a moment. He turned his head to observe the changes in Bae Zhuxuan's expression.

Is it his imagination?

Why do I feel like she is jealous?

"No, it was my father who called."

When Bae Joo-hyun heard that the call was from Jiang's father, her jealousy disappeared instantly.

She tightened her fingers slightly inwards, and after learning the reason, she felt a little embarrassed.

"...That's it."

In order to avoid the awkward atmosphere from continuing, Bae Joo Hyun had to put on an expression of humility and ask,

"Zhao Huan, can you teach me a few words in Chinese? We will have a speech session at the end of the performance."

"No problem, what type do you want to learn?"

"Well... words of thanks to the fans will do. It doesn't have to be anything special."

Jiang Zhaohuan said a few words casually, and worried that she would forget, he was considerate enough to ask the staff for paper and pen, and prepared to mark the pronunciation of the Chinese words in Korean.

When Pei Zhuxuan saw this, she stretched out her hand to stop him.

"Just use pinyin. I've been learning it recently."

"Hmm? Are you sure?"

Although Bae Joo-hyun has no talent in studying, she does have some talent in languages.

She puffed her lips, not wanting to be looked down upon by him.

Pei Zhuxuan suddenly took out the small notebook she carried with her for learning Chinese, pointed at the words that had been marked with pinyin, and began to recite:
"The jasper is shaped into a high sculpture, and the green silk ribbons are hanging down from the bowl. The fine leaves are not grown, but cut into coarse ones. The village wind in February is like a pair of scissors."

She read the ancient poem carefully and wanted to ask for praise, but the person next to her had already fallen down laughing.

At first, Jiang Zhaohuan didn't react to what Bae Zhuxuan was reading, but after hearing it clearly, he couldn't help laughing.

He tried hard to think of the sad things that happened recently, but he couldn't remember anything.

For this reason, he had to cover his mouth and lower his head, just to avoid laughing out loud.

How could Bae Joo-hyun bear it when she saw his shoulders shaking wildly?

She slapped Zhaohuan on the back, forgetting that there were staff around.

"Ah! You're laughing at me!"

(End of this chapter)