Chapter 772: The Press Conference (1)
"Mom! Mom! Let's go in and eat!" Miso, holding the tray with the Peking duck, urged everyone inside with excitement.
"Okay, okay~" Yoo-Jin nodded, then glanced at the plastic bag in my right hand. "But oppa, what about the pork bone stew?"
"What do you mean? We eat both, of course."
"No way! Seriously?"
"I said we would, didn't I?"
Just then, Yoo-Jin flinched slightly and narrowed her eyes. "Wait a minute. Why are you being so generous today?"
'Because I want you to be happy.'
She could burn off any weight gain from this late-night feast tomorrow morning with a brutal training session. Ice packs, squats, and an hour on the treadmill should be good enough to shed those gains.
Yoo-Jin suddenly shivered like she got a chill. "Something's up. You only smile like that when you're plotting something."
'Sharp as ever, Jung Yoo-Jin.'
I shrugged and said, "What could be up? Come on, let's eat before it gets cold."
Yoo-Jin gave me a sideways glance, then gave up and said, "Ugh, fine. They say even a ghost who dies after eating well looks good. I'll deal with the consequences tomorrow~"