Chapter 130: The 1st Seoul Food League Challenge (Part 4)

Yes. By now, I knew that face very well. It was Nayoung. The moment she stepped out of the car, Hak-gyu's eyes went wide, and I could immediately see the hearts forming over them.

"Sorry," Nayoung said with a smile. A shy smile crept over Hak-gyu's face as well. Men. Anyways, with another sweet smile, Nayoung spoke again.

"Is Sian in the van?"

"Oh, yes! Yes, she is!"

Gone was the cursing and furious Hak-gyu, and in its place was a puppy dog panting after Nayoung.

"Sian, come out."

"Okay, okay."

I climbed out of the van, waving at Nayoung.

"Hey, Nayoung."

"Sian, get in," Nayoung said, gesturing to her car. I stared at her. Wasn't it the man who was usually supposed to do stuff like this? Then again, it was the 21st century. Guess what it really comes down to is who is in a better position to do it.

"Hak-gyu, I'll go with Nayoung, okay?"

"Uh…o-okay…I'll just follow you then."

"Cool."