113: Chapter 113 Yunxi's Death

The night in Seoul gradually deepened, but the Girls Generation dormitory was still as lively as a boiling pot.

The commotion was mainly centered around condemning Im Yoona and envying the beautiful scenery of Moon Bay Ranch.

Kwon Yuri was still clutching her phone and refreshing the feed, but Im Yoona still hadn't given any response. In frustration, she slumped onto the sofa.

“That Im Yoona! She's too much! It's been so long and she hasn't replied to a single message. She must be having so much fun with Elder Brother Liu Zijun that she's forgotten everything else!”

Tiffany Young bit into a strawberry-flavored gummy and smiled. “Maybe their family of four is having a date under the ranch's starlit sky. How would she have time for us?”

Choi Sooyoung pointed at the night view photo Choi Sulli had just posted and said, “Look at this bonfire party and the stars at the ranch. It's so romantic! I want to go so badly!”

Sunny said, “You can go with your family's Son-in-law Jung!”

Seohyun sat to the side, pouring honey water for everyone while whispering, “unnies, don't be angry. Yoona Unnie might have just fallen asleep because her schedule was too tiring.”

Kwon Yuri immediately retorted, “maknae! Fallen asleep? You're too naive. Even after being on that show with Son-in-law Yong-hwa for so long, you still haven't made much progress.”

Kim Taeyeon leaned against the sofa, watching the flood of condemnations in the group chat. She shook her head helplessly, though a certain figure also came to her mind. But if she acted that way too, the team would become hard to lead.

The night in Seoul was dark, let alone at Moon Bay Ranch in New Zealand.

What they didn't know was that a pink, romantic atmosphere had already permeated the villa at Moon Bay Ranch.

Im Yoona had finished her shower and was sitting on a soft large bed wrapped in a white bathrobe. The collar of the robe was loose, revealing her slender neck and a small patch of fair skin.

Her hair had just been blown dry and still carried some heat.

Her small face was extremely flushed, and her heart was pounding like a frantic rabbit. Her hands tightly gripped the bedsheets as her gaze involuntarily drifted toward the bathroom.

The sound of splashing water came from the bathroom. Through the frosted glass, a tall figure could be seen moving faintly.

Im Yoona took a deep breath, her fingertips trembling slightly.

From the moment he saved her on that neon stage, this man had been like a beam of light illuminating her world.

She used to be so afraid of this man, but now she loved him so dearly.

She had watched how he protected Choi Sulli and how gentle he was toward Son Ye-jin, feeling both envious and slighted in her heart.

She had fantasized about this moment countless times. Now that it was finally right before her eyes, she was so nervous she could barely breathe.

She subconsciously pulled her bathrobe tighter, her eyes full of anticipation and shyness.

She knew she wouldn't back down tonight. She didn't want to miss out on this man who made her heart flutter so much.

The sound of water gradually stopped.

Im Yoona's heart instantly leaped into her throat. She quickly lowered her head, not daring to look toward the bathroom, but her ears were perked up, listening to every tiny sound.

The bathroom door was gently pulled open, and a wave of warm air rushed out.

Im Yoona stole a glance and saw Liu Zijun walking toward her wearing a bathrobe.

Water was still dripping from his hair. Droplets slid down his well-defined cheeks, flowed over his solid chest, trickled down the tight lines of his abdomen, and finally disappeared into the edge of his bath trunks.

The wound on his right chest was still covered with a waterproof bandage. Rather than detracting from his appearance, it added a touch of wild charm.

Liu Zijun dried his hair as he sat down by the bed. He looked at Im Yoona, who was showing only her small head, and smiled.

“So nervous? Isn't our little deer usually so formidable?”

Im Yoona's face grew even redder. She quickly lowered her head, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

“Ya! Stop it... Why would I be nervous?”

Liu Zijun looked at her bashful appearance, a gentle smile flashing in his eyes.

He set down the towel, reached out, and gently lifted her chin, making her look at him.

Im Yoona's eyes darted away, not daring to meet his gaze. Her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, betraying the panic in her heart.

No more words were needed. Liu Zijun leaned in gently and kissed her lips.

Im Yoona could no longer hold back. She reached out to wrap her arms around his waist and responded passionately.

Her voice carried a hint of a sob.

“Oppa, I like you so much.”

Liu Zijun hugged her back tightly, resting his chin on the top of her head while gently patting her back. “I know.”

The kiss was gentle and lingering, carrying their long-suppressed feelings for each other.

Im Yoona could feel his tenderness and his affection. Her body gradually relaxed, and her hands instinctively looped around his neck, deepening the kiss.

The air in the room grew hotter and hotter, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled every corner.

Liu Zijun carefully laid her down on the bed, his movements so gentle for fear of startling her.

The bathrobe gradually slipped away.

Im Yoona's body tensed slightly, and her hands instinctively tried to cover herself, but they were gently pressed down by Liu Zijun.

“Don't be afraid,”

The night was thick, and the starlight was intricate.

Everything erupted completely. Only the sounds of hurried breathing and gentle murmurs remained in the room.

...

In Seoul, at the Girls Generation dormitory, Jessica Jung lay on the bed in her room, tossing and turning.

She remembered a few days ago, when she wanted to attend that capital gala introduced by Kim Hyoyeon. Im Yoona had strongly opposed it, and the two had even had a fight.

At the time, she felt Im Yoona was being meddlesome and had said some harsh words. Thinking back now, she felt a bit bad about it.

Im Yoona had done it for her own good.

Moreover, Krystal was still in New Zealand. Although everyone was together, as a sister-complex person, she was still a bit worried.

After struggling with her thoughts for a long time, Jessica Jung finally picked up her phone, found Im Yoona's number, and hesitantly pressed the call button.

She wanted to apologize to Im Yoona and then ask her to take more care of Krystal Jung.

The phone rang for a long time. Just when Jessica Jung thought Im Yoona wouldn't answer, it suddenly connected, but no one spoke.

Jessica Jung tentatively called out, “Hello? Yoona?”

There was still no response from the other end, only a series of muffled sounds.

Jessica Jung frowned and called out again, “Yoona? Are you listening?”

Just then, a clear sound of panting came through, followed by a tearful plea for mercy from the other end of the line.

The voice was soft, sweet, and charming—it was definitely Im Yoona's voice.

“Oppa! I can't anymore!

I'm done! Please let me go...”

Immediately after, those indescribable sounds came through the phone.

Jessica Jung's body instantly froze, and the phone in her hand almost dropped to the floor.

Her face turned beet red in a flash, her mouth hung open slightly, and her ears buzzed. Only Im Yoona's embarrassing pleas for mercy echoed repeatedly in her head.

She never imagined that by just trying to call and apologize, she would end up hearing such a scene!

Jessica Jung's heart rate spiked instantly. She was so embarrassed she didn't know what to do with herself, her hands and feet feeling completely out of place.

She wanted to hang up immediately, but her fingers weren't cooperating.

The sounds on the other end continued. Each charming gasp and plea for mercy pricked at Jessica Jung's ears like needles.

She could imagine what was happening on the other end. Her cheeks were so hot they were practically smoking, and she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

This was such a social death!

“Oppa! I won't surrender even if I die!

Ah! Go away, I surrender. Go find Yejin Unnie and Sulli, okay? I really can't do it anymore!”

Then that dog man's voice rang out: “Yoona! You look like you have such good athletic nerves, how can you be so weak?”

Im Yoona's voice came through full of trembling: “Oppa! I'm really begging for mercy, let me go...”

Only then did Jessica Jung snap out of it. In her panic, she pressed the end call button, and the phone fell onto the bedsheets with a thud.

She lay on the bed, her chest heaving violently, the lingering flush still on her face, and her eyes filled with shock and embarrassment.

How could she be so unlucky!

But at the same time, there were some other strange emotions.

Meanwhile, in the New Zealand villa, Im Yoona watched Liu Zijun disappear through the door. She lay on the bed with an expression like she was about to die. It took two minutes for her to finally recover slightly, her entire body completely devoid of strength.

Just as she was about to drift into a deep sleep, she noticed her phone light up.

She realized the phone screen was on. Opening it, she saw the call log page, showing that she had just been on a call with Jessica Jung for a full three minutes.

Im Yoona's face instantly turned bright red. Her eyes widened into circles as she muttered, “It's over, it's all over...”