Money’s not a problem, so there’s no need to work so hard. For Bae’s mother now, besides her interest, the chicken shop... probably also serves to provide some jobs for the young people working there.
"This really has potential, too bad."
"You really like eating it, huh?"
"Yeah, it’s very juicy and the flavor is rich. If they had it in Seoul, I’d probably buy it often."
That made Bae Juhyun roll her eyes: "Don’t say that in front of her, if it’s you now, she might actually agree and then run off to open a shop in Seoul."
"I’m not stupid, don’t worry." Liu Xin’an was annoyed, why did his girlfriend sometimes treat him like a fool.
"Tch." Bae Juhyun muttered under her breath and continued eating her fried rice, while considering to just go and learn the recipe from her own mother in the next few days.
If Liu Xin’an liked it, wouldn’t it be the same if she made it for him?
Though delicious, the portion was still too large.
But no choice, having said it was good and that he would ask for more, Liu Xin’an couldn’t go back on his word.
So after finishing this extra-large fried chicken meal, Liu Xin’an still gritted his teeth and went down to ask for two more pieces of fried chicken, along with some pickled radishes to cut through the grease.
After forcing all that down, Liu Xin’an held his breath, fearful that a single heavy breath would send the chicken that was already at his throat spraying out...
His show of bravado also made Bae Juhyun feel both distressed and angry; she moved closer to Liu Xin’an and gently patted her boyfriend’s back, hoping to help him digest this way.
But after just one pat, Liu Xin’an quickly grabbed Bae Juhyun’s hand.
Man, that one pat nearly made him throw up.
"Alright alright, no need."
"Ha... really, if you can’t eat, don’t force it, why do you have to push yourself ."
"...You don’t understand."
Bae Juhyun wasn’t pleased; she was caring for the guy, and he actually had the nerve to complain about it?
That’s just too much!
Liu Xin’an waved his hand, indicating that he didn’t mean it that way, but before he could explain, the door to the private room was pushed open, and Bae’s mother strode in vigorously.
Almost at the same time, Liu Xin’an, who had just been looking defeated, straightened his back, and once again a warm, spring-breeze-like smile appeared on his face.
This actor-like change of expression left Bae Juhyun amazed; could it be that her boyfriend had some talent for acting?
He’s no good at singing or dancing, could it be because his skill tree was misaligned?
"If you’ve finished eating, hurry up and leave. How could you come here and not even bother to disguise your identity?"
In less than half an hour, many of Bae Juhyun’s fans had gotten wind of her appearance in Daegu at this time.
And some of the fans nearby had already rushed to the store, hoping to catch a glimpse of her.
As a result, the store was once again bustling with customers.
To this, Bae’s mother, who found it bothersome, did not hide her disdain for her daughter.
"Why should I hide? We went public exactly so we could freely enter all kinds of places."
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"Hehe, we’re going, we’re going. How much is it?"
When it came to money, Bae’s mother glared, but Bae Juhyun stared right back, undaunted.
Not paying wasn’t an option; they came as customers after all.
Although... her guest had rudely eaten almost two servings of fried chicken with the money for one combo, and even... had some fried rice that wasn’t even on the menu.
"We’re guests, but we still need to pay what’s due."
"Really, let’s just pay according to the menu, and leave quickly. I’ve already told the fans that have followed us here that you both have left."
Liu Xin’an, who had been maintaining a smile the whole time, finally couldn’t help but speak up, "Isn’t it going to be troublesome if the fans discover us when we go down now?"
"It’s fine, there’s a back door."
With that powerful response, Liu Xin’an had nothing more to say.
After safely making it back to the car through the back door, the first thing Liu Xin’an did was grip the steering wheel with both hands, calming his breath.
He loathed how weak his digestive system was.
"Better now, I think I understand why you got sick of eating fried chicken to the point of never wanting it again."
Liu Xin’an smiled wryly, oddly feeling a sense of shared experience with his girlfriend’s childhood ordeal.
"Really, let me drive, come sit here."
"It’s okay, give me a few minutes!"
"Don’t give me that, you always say a few minutes, but when has it ever been?"
The topic seemed to have veered off to a peculiar place, but... the logic was the same!
In summary, one couldn’t take Liu Xin’an’s word for it!
Unable to resist Bae Juhyun, Liu Xin’an still ended up sitting in the passenger seat.
Once Bae Juhyun took over the driver’s seat, she first adjusted it to a comfortable distance for herself before stepping on the gas pedal.
"Yeah... thanks for the trouble."
"I’ll go buy you some stomach medicine, I’m really worried about you."
Liu Xin’an grinned, not refusing, mainly because he felt he indeed needed it.
After taking the medicine and drinking a bit of warm water, that bloated feeling finally subsided significantly.
Liu Xin’an leaned back in the passenger seat, tilting his head to look at Bae Juhyun’s tense face, and smiled as he reached out to take her hand.
"It’s okay now, much better."
"Don’t show off in the future."
"I still have to show off a little in front of your family."
"What nonsense," Bae Juhyun pursed her lips, complaining before concentrating on the steering wheel, "I’m starting now, okay?"
"Yeah, let’s go to your place. By the way, when are we going to Jeju Island? We haven’t even bought the tickets yet."
"Let’s discuss it together tonight, ah! Your live stream!" Bae Juhyun, driving steadily, answered subconsciously before suddenly remembering that Liu Xin’an’s live stream hadn’t started yet.
"Just stream in the afternoon, it’s only one o’clock now."
"...You’re so stuffed, take a break this afternoon."
"If I take a break, who’s going to stream? Could it be you?"
Bae Juhyun didn’t respond, and Liu Xin’an, sensing something was amiss, slightly raised an eyebrow.
"If it has to be me, then it’ll be me!"