Chapter 171: The Chinese Variety Show (Part 2)

After finishing the cake, we sat down at the table again, facing the cameras. To be honest, it didn't feel like I had eaten anything. That one slice had been shared among six people…especially Yoo-gwang, who had eaten it with his hands. That animal.

"Sian, did you enjoy it?" Yoo-gwang asked, licking the frosting off his fingers. I almost wanted to reach over and break them.

"Yes. It was effin' good."

"Oh."

At my words, Yoo-gwang flustered. Huh? Why?

"You know, Sian, it's weird to hear a word like that coming out of someone as pretty as you. It doesn't suit you," Yoo-gwang laughed. And now, I was tempted to give him a good whack. But just then, the producer spoke up. Mr. Jin-seok Seo. A happy-looking man. The kind you just want to punch in the face.

"Okay, guys. If I could have your attention, please."