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"I like sister Choi's character," Do Yun complimented her, flashing a prominent gaze at her entering the changing room.

"This is not her real character. She went through a lot for this." With a concerned, edging voice, Woo-sunk unveiled the reality.

"What do you mean?" Aske tod Do Yun. He appeared so conflicted.

Slamming the table surface once, Woo-sunk declared with a bright face, "I have an idea."

"What?" Do Yun presented a clueless behold.

"You just don't show up there!"

"Where?"

Woo-sunk walked off the coffee shop.

At night, once the clock ticked 11:00 p.m. at Choi's house, the doorknocking sound pulled Choi back from going towards the bedroom. She approached the door with a sceptical glance. Peering through the hole, she found Woo-sunk drunkenly knocking on the door, moaning, "Open the door, wife."

She inhaled annoyedly, as if she smelt his acting.