Chapter 447 Dispatch is going to make a great contribution! (2/2)

After the film is over, the vehicles in the front row will be the first to drive to the exit.

When the end credits were playing, Bae Joo-hyun was not in the mood to watch them at all.

She stretched her neck and used the selfie mode on her phone to observe her neck, frowning and saying in annoyance:
"Ah! Are you born in the Year of the Dog? Can the mark on your neck be removed tomorrow?"

"The dog's bite left teeth marks, but mine is..."

"No need to say more, just stay still!"

Jiang Zhaohuan smiled, knowing that Bae Zhuxuan was shy, and calmly took two sips of the unfinished Coke.

It’s really nice to have some carbonated drinks occasionally. I could feel the sweet taste of soda during the kiss just now.

He fastened his seatbelt again, glancing at his handiwork from the corner of his eye, his smile widening.

Bae Joo-hyun is not blind, so she can naturally see when someone is showing off.

While fastening her seat belt, she slapped his arm unhappily and said:
"Don't do this again. I have a schedule tomorrow."

Jiang Zhaohuan smiled and nodded, saying that making a promise now does not mean that he must do it.

In some ways, he is indeed as cunning as a fox.

"Yes, I won't do that again. Then Miss Rabbit, can you give me a chance to make amends? How about we go out for some midnight snack?"

"Then let's make fried rice cakes. It's been a while since I've eaten at a street stall."

Jiang Zhaohuan opened his mouth, but finally swallowed what he wanted to say.

He was really curious about how much Bae Joo-hyun loved spicy stir-fried rice cakes, to the point that she wanted to eat it again even though she had just eaten it a few days ago.

Sometimes he would really misunderstand, thinking that she was saving money for him.

This rabbit is really easy to raise.

"Okay, let's go to the roadside stall."

"I also want to drink fish cake soup, rice sausage and fried seaweed rolls, and... raw beef!"

"The front is fine, but raw beef is not. Have you forgotten your stomach? You will feel uncomfortable every time you eat this kind of food."

Bae Joo-hyun pouted, but finally chose to compromise. She knew her body very well.

Besides, eating so much at night can easily cause indigestion.

That feeling, well... isn't very pleasant.

Jiang Zhaohuan held up his head and looked out the window. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that someone was watching them.

The feeling of being spied on was very uncomfortable, but every time he looked around, he couldn't find anything special.

I hope it's just my illusion, and I hope it's not some stalker fan.

It was so hard to get out on a date, and he didn't want his good mood to be disturbed.

The white Mercedes slowly drove out of the car theater, and a young man in a fisherman's hat appeared from behind a trash can in the distance. He raised the camera in his hand to check the photos he had taken, and suddenly felt that it was worth it to be a little wronged and to be associated with garbage.

The photo clearly shows Jiang Zhaohuan getting out of the car and sitting in the passenger seat. Before that, there were photos of him getting into the back seat, and even a short figure getting into the main driver's seat.

The young man is a Dispatch reporter named Li Dongzhu.

Since people always said that it was impossible to film Kang Do-hwan's private life, he volunteered to follow him for two years.

Look! The flowers that I worked so hard to cultivate finally bloomed!

Li Dongzhu suppressed his distorted expression of excitement, and while speculating about the owner of the short figure, he ran to the parking lot and drove to try to follow.

He knew Kang Do-hwan's address very well, so after getting in the car, he adjusted the car navigation and directly set the destination to Hannam-dong where Do-hwan lived.

It is difficult to be distracted while driving, but in order to find the familiar white Mercedes-Benz, Li Dongzhu could only glance around the roads on both sides to see if there were any parked vehicles.

Hard work pays off. After driving six streets, we finally found the white Mercedes parked in the temporary parking area on the side of the road.

Li Dongzhu parked the car directly in the back position. He stretched his neck to look into the alley and saw two figures, one tall and one short, who were particularly conspicuous.

He raised his brow and began looking for a suitable place to take the photo.

Bae Joo-hyun, who was completely unaware of this, was happily adding steaming fish cake soup to a disposable paper cup. She first handed a cup to Do-hwan, who was still wearing a mask, and motioned him to drink in the corner. The corner was facing the wall, so his face would not be exposed.

In addition, the business of this roadside stall is not very good, and most people choose to take the food away instead of staying here to enjoy it.

Bae Joo-hyun also planned to take the food away, but fish cake soup is something that can only be enjoyed when you eat it in person.

She looked at her aunt grilling spicy octopus skewers and couldn't help but speak:

"Auntie, please give me two more spicy octopus skewers, just a little spicy."

"Okay, do you want some mayonnaise?"

"Yes, Consonmida!"

Bae Joo-hyun poured herself a cup of fish cake soup, waited patiently for the spicy octopus skewers to be grilled, then took small steps to the table in the corner and sat down.

She handed a string to Chaohuan and couldn't wait to eat it.

The surface of the octopus is sprinkled with a little bit of chopped Qingyang pepper and bright red chili powder. The sweet and sour mayonnaise takes away a lot of the spicy taste and is very delicious with the octopus feet.

My aunt’s cooking skills are obviously very good. The octopus feet are not old but still very tender.

Jiang Zhaohuan also tasted it and found it to be top-notch among the roadside stalls.

Moreover, octopus is one of the few seafoods with the word "fish" in it, but he likes to eat it very much.

"How's it going? Want another one?"

"No, I want to cook a pack of ramen when I get back. I haven't eaten it for a while and I miss it."

After Jiang Zhaohuan took the initiative to clean up the garbage, he put on his mask and stood up and walked towards his aunt.

He reached out and took the plastic bag handed to him by his aunt. It was heavy and contained a lot of things, but the total cost was less than 50,000 won.

Roadside stalls are indeed very cost-effective.

Jiang Zhaohuan came to the driver's seat and did not let Bae Zhuxuan drive on the way back. After all, the security personnel in the community were not familiar with the car, so he had to step forward.

He reached out and adjusted the position of the seat to ensure that his long legs would not feel uncomfortable when stepping on it.

Bae Joo-hyun saw the front seat suddenly move back a long distance, and once again had a clearer sense of the height difference between them.

She subconsciously glanced downward. Some people used to say that height had nothing to do with that thing, but now it seems... it does have something to do with it.

"Ah."

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Pei Zhuxuan raised her head when she heard the short laugh. She noticed that the corners of Zhaohuan's tightly pursed mouth were obviously raised. She asked curiously:

"What are you laughing at all of a sudden?"

"Someone's little eyes seem to be not managed well?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Bae Joo-hyun's whole pretty face turned red. She didn't expect that her secret glance would be noticed.

She bit her lip and cursed in her heart: Does this guy have eyes on the back of his head? !
Damn, I seem so weird.

Jiang Zhaohuan didn't intend to continue teasing her, and smiled and changed the subject:
"You should have received a call from In-sik, right?"

"Yes, I got it. I have already told the company."

Bae Joo-hyun has already told the company that she will be filming "Romantic Doctor Kim Season 3" early next year. It was originally planned to be filmed at the end of the year, but she attracted a lot of investors and the new location was built quickly.

Moreover, director Liu Renzhi does not want to give up the popularity of the second season. If it is filmed earlier, the ratings will definitely not be low.

Jiang Zhaohuan had already driven to the apartment building where he lived. There were security guards standing at the entrance to the underground parking garage. He was about to roll down the window and reminded them:

"That's good. We're almost there. Lie down a little."

"OK."

When he passed it smoothly, Jiang Zhaohuan vaguely felt a flash of light in the distance.

Ok?
Was that... a flash?

(End of this chapter)