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Chapter 159 : Yoona, do you have a strange man outside? · Oct 05, 2026

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151 Chapter 151 : Liu Zhimin’s resentment! 2026-10-05
152 Chapter 152 : Liu Zhimin vs. Li Shixian! 2026-10-05
153 Chapter 153 : A fierce battle between four aespa members! 2026-10-05
154 Chapter 154 : Liu Zhimin’s magic Sanda! 2026-10-05
155 Chapter 155 : Liu Zhimin’s hidden attribute, Ice Beauty! 2026-10-05
156 Chapter 156 : Sunflower Elementary School terrorist attack! 2026-10-05
157 Chapter 157 : Don’t refuse a toast and then drink the forfeit! Wen Dongen! 2026-10-05
158 Chapter 158 : Catch a Lim Yoona on the Han River. 2026-10-05
159 Chapter 159 : Yoona, do you have a strange man outside? 2026-10-05
160 Chapter 160 : Do you have an arrest warrant? How dare you come to my house and arrest someone?! 2026-10-05
161 Chapter 161 : Real sister-in-law Mao Xianmin! 2026-10-05
162 Chapter 162 : Mao Xianmin: ”You can’t escape my Five Finger Mountain!” 2026-10-05
163 Chapter 163 : Li Shixian, I want to divorce you! ! 2026-10-05
164 Chapter 164 : New entry, absolute pitch! 2026-10-05
165 Chapter 165 : Emperor’s Dinner 2026-10-05
166 Chapter 166 : The mysterious gift turned out to be Im Yoona? ! ! 2026-10-05
167 Chapter 167 : Lin Yuna: Take me away! 2026-10-05
168 Chapter 168 : One Day Girlfriend Series (Lim Yoona) 2026-10-05
169 Chapter 169 : Lin Yuna: What is our relationship? More than friends, but less than lovers 2026-10-05
170 Chapter 170 : Bae Joo-hyun, you don’t want your father to know... 2026-10-05
171 Chapter 171 : Liu Zhimin: I want to be the queen! 2026-10-05

Yoona, do you have a strange man outside?Chapter 159: Yoon-ah, do you have a wild man outside?

Im Yoon-ah said, ”Who told you I was going to jump into the river?”

”Lying on the bridge means you’re going to jump into the river?”

”Can’t I just enjoy the sea breeze?”

”Then if you’re walking by the bridge, can I assume you also want to commit suicide?”

Lee Se-hyun thought, he might have really misunderstood.

Due to the Host’s preconceived notions, he thought he was saving a misguided girl about to jump into the river.

Hmm... it’s all this damn Host’s fault!

Im Yoon-ah covered her arm, a scraped patch of skin, gently blowing on it: ”Axi, it hurts so much.”

A glare from Little Deer.

Lee Se-hyun waved his hand and walked forward to pull Im Yoon-ah.

Im Yoon-ah shouted, ”What are you doing?”

Don’t you know that men and women shouldn’t touch each other intimately?

Lee Se-hyun scolded, ”Let’s go.”

Lee Se-hyun glanced at Im Yoon-ah’s knees and arms, seeing some bruises and scrapes.

”Where are you taking me???”

”Kidnapping!”

”Help! Save me!”

Lee Se-hyun was speechless: ”Stop shouting!”

”I’m taking you to the hospital.”

”Hospital?”

Im Yoon-ah stopped her frantic struggle upon hearing this, thinking, is this person really that kind-hearted?

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Lee Se-hyun’s sunny, righteous face.

Lee Se-hyun shouldn’t harm her, right?

It was a dark and windy night, a man and a woman alone on a bridge.

It easily made one think of plots from TV dramas.

Im Yoon-ah shook her head, pushing some strange thoughts out of her mind.

She followed behind Lee Se-hyun like a Little Deer.

They arrived in front of a sedan.

It was a Maybach!

Im Yoon-ah was a little surprised.

As the saying goes.

Nouveau riche like to drive Panamera.

Especially those who became rich overnight, like those who got money from demolition, they like to buy Panamera.

Old money likes to drive mercedes-benz; those with family heritage, who have been rich for three generations, especially the older generation, have a soft spot for mercedes-benz.

New money, the generation that took off with the internet boom.

Guys in their thirties and forties like to drive BMWs.

Like Zhang CY, Jack Ma, they like to drive BMWs.

There’s also a category outside of these three.

Super rich people like to drive Rolls-Royce.

Super wealthy.

One can judge a person’s financial strength by the car they drive.

How much money they have in their pockets.

Im Yoon-ah was not surprised that Lee Se-hyun drove a mercedes-benz.

Prosecutors are the most powerful people in the South Korea.

What was surprising was that Lee Se-hyun’s ride was the luxury version.

The top of the line.

”Shall I take you home later?”

”Mm.”

[Host Task: Take the misguided girl to the hospital.]

[Reward: 10 points.]

In the car, Im Yoon-ah started a conversation: ”Um... I’m sorry about earlier.”

”Are you... okay?”

”The hospital will be here soon. We’ll get your brain checked then.”

”Axi!”

Im Yoon-ah retorted, ”I wasn’t talking about that!!!”

”It’s... when I was at the Capital City Prosecutor’s Office, my attitude towards you was a bit bad.”

Lee Se-hyun asked in confusion, ”Does your attitude, good or bad, have anything to do with me?”

That’s right!

Does it matter?

Im Yoon-ah realized she was being presumptuous.

She had a bit of a childish personality.

”Anyway, I’m just sorry!”

”I said a lot of bad things about you behind your back.”

”Did you know?”

”Really?” Lee Se-hyun said nonchalantly.

”Seeing as you’ve given me so many points.”

”I forgive you!”

Lee Se-hyun had gained a lot from Im Yoon-ah.

Lee Se-hyun felt that ever since he got this Host, he was full of positive energy.

He wished he could become the number one saint of The Peninsula.

Mary reincarnated.

If doing positive things could earn rewards.

Lee Se-hyun said he could become someone like Liu Paopao.

He was determined to make a small contribution to world construction.

While thinking, Lee Se-hyun operated the Host panel, using his only points for a roulette draw.

Unfortunately.

He wasn’t as lucky as last time; all points were drawn, and he got absolutely nothing.

Lee Se-hyun sighed a little.

Im Yoon-ah, beside him, saw it all.

Im Yoon-ah thought, he was fine just a moment ago, why is he suddenly sighing?

Why is that?

Did he only say he forgave her on the surface?

But in reality, he still held a grudge against her.

”Are you okay?”

This time, it was Im Yoon-ah who asked with concern.

Lee Se-hyun said in surprise, ”You, a wounded Little Deer, are concerned about me now?”

”Who... who’s concerned about you?!”

Im Yoon-ah stammered, ”And what’s with ’Little Deer’ as a name?”

”You’re the animal!”

Lee Se-hyun chuckled, ”That’s what people from my hometown call you.”

”Little Deer, Little Deer, as cute as a Little Deer.”

”Cute?”

Im Yoon-ah secretly rejoiced at the compliment, her lips curving into a smile.

”People from your hometown have pretty good taste.”

Lee Se-hyun nodded in agreement.

His hometown folks had impeccable taste.

No doubt!

After taking Im Yoon-ah to the hospital for simple wound treatment, Lee Se-hyun directly sent her back to MS Company.

”Yes... thank you!”

”I misunderstood you before; actually, you’re a good person.”

Lee Se-hyun received a good person card for the first time.

Uh. Rather than being a good person, I’d rather be a bad person.

”You’re a good person too.”

Lee Se-hyun handed Im Yoon-ah a good person card in return.

Im Yoon-ah was visibly stunned.

After Lee Se-hyun waved goodbye to Im Yoon-ah, it was already late at night, and he started the engine to drive home.

Even though it was late at night.

Downstairs at MS Company, some disguised paparazzi were still lurking around.

”Sibal! Big news! Look, isn’t that Girls’ Generation’s Im Yoon-ah?”

”Shocking! Late at night, Im Yoon-ah actually got out of a stranger’s car.”

”I bet a dime, there’s definitely big gossip!”

”Quick, write down that license plate number! Did any of you get a shot of who the car owner is?”

”Too far, can’t see clearly at all! But I have a photo of the license plate.”

”Let us see!”

”Hiss~ Sibal! This... is a Prosecutor’s Office license plate? Is the owner a Prosecutor?”

”Daebak!”

The surrounding paparazzi, hearing the three words ’Prosecutor’, stopped their photography.

Damn, peeking into a Prosecutor’s life?

Are they crazy?

Not to mention whether their news agency dared to publish this information.

The editor-in-chief of the news agency would be the first to fire them.

Then they would be sent to prison by this Prosecutor, on a series of charges such as unauthorized prying into a Prosecutor’s privacy, etc...

Serving a lifetime sentence.

Unless your backing is strong and someone protects you.

And the powerful boss protecting you wants to target this Prosecutor.

Only then can you barely escape.

”So, should we still expose it?”

”Expose your mother’s head! If you want to die, don’t drag us along!”

”Exactly, exactly.”

”Pure sibal.”

”Provoke a Prosecutor of the South Korea? Are you crazy?”

The paparazzi who spoke up wanting to expose it was immediately scolded by the surrounding veteran paparazzi.

The scolded paparazzi thought, a bunch of cowards, what’s wrong with a Prosecutor?

Is a Prosecutor the President?

Does a Prosecutor have three heads and six arms?

Who’s afraid of whom!

If not exposed, then not exposed!

Im Yoon-ah returned to the MS Company’s shared dormitory and on the way, she met President Kim, who was working late into the night.

Kim Min-young!

The current President of MS.

The man who single-handedly created Girls’ Generation.

”President Kim!”

”Mm.”

President Kim had recently been busy dealing with the pressure of Girls’ Generation facing negative attention, potential disbandment, and pressure from the board of directors.

Running back and forth, he hadn’t paid close attention to Im Yoon-ah’s situation.

Im Yoon-ah breathed a sigh of relief. It was a good thing President Kim hadn’t asked about her situation.

Why she was returning so late, let alone that she was injured.

An Idol’s physical condition is very important!

Especially visible scrapes like these.

Kim Min-young walked to the main entrance, where a mercedes-benz was already parked downstairs. His secretary got out of the car to open the door for him.

The secretary said, ”President, Girls’ Generation’s Im Yoon-ah just got out of a stranger’s car.”

”Im Yoon-ah?” Kim Min-young’s tired expression showed a hint of surprise.

No wonder Im Yoon-ah had looked like a cat seeing a mouse when she saw him earlier.

Like someone doing something sneaky under the teacher’s nose, afraid of being caught.

This was not good news.

Kim Min-young frowned. Girls’ Generation was already in the midst of entertainment controversy recently.

If more bad scandals were to come out.

It might completely ruin them.

Especially with Im Yoon-ah, such a crucial member.

”Were the rats at the door dealt with?”

”Um... I guess so.”

Kim Min-young frowned, ”Dealt with is dealt with. What do you mean ’I guess so’?”

The secretary quickly explained, ”That car’s license plate isn’t ordinary; it’s a Prosecutor’s Office plate.”

Kim Min-young exclaimed, ”A Prosecutor?”

Rather than saying the car was unusual, it was more accurate to say the car’s owner was no ordinary person.

Kim Min-young thought, no wonder his secretary was being vague. Not to mention them threatening the paparazzi themselves.

Offering large sums of money to silence them.

That wouldn’t be as effective as a Prosecutor’s influence.

This was a Prosecutor of the South Korea!

Who would dare to provoke them?

Even the powerful figures behind them feared such individuals.

Kim Min-young asked, ”How did Im Yoon-ah get involved with a Prosecutor?”

In fact, the secretary couldn’t answer this question either.

This question could probably only be answered by the manager responsible for Girls’ Generation and Im Yoon-ah.

The manager said: Im Yoon-ah didn’t inform me about this either?

A moment later in the car, Kim Min-young said again, ”Go find out who this Prosecutor is.”

”Perhaps he could also be key to breaking our current predicament.”

Kim Min-young had a faint feeling that this Prosecutor was not simple.

There was an unwritten rule within the Prosecutor’s Office.

Only Prosecutors of a certain rank were qualified to have an internal Prosecutor’s Office license plate.

General grassroots Prosecutors didn’t have them.

It clearly indicated that the Prosecutor who drove Im Yoon-ah back.

Must be of no small rank.

His position within the Prosecutor’s Office was not low.

At the very least, he was a department head or something similar...

Kim Min-young was a speculative businessman, half-official, half-merchant, with a very keen sense of smell for trends.

If it were an ordinary person, they would only reach the first level, thinking Lee Se-hyun was part of the Prosecutor’s Office system.

He truly deserved to be a President.

Unlike some paparazzi who were only fit to lurk at the entrance and snap dirt on the artists under President Kim’s company.

The difference.

The secretary, beside him, nodded in deep agreement and admiration.

President Kim had always had a keen sense of smell, sharper than a police dog’s.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have single-handedly created the evergreen Girls’ Generation that dominated The Peninsula.

The secretary believed that with President Kim’s charisma, it wouldn’t be long before they overcame this difficulty.

Meanwhile, Im Yoon-ah returned to the Girls’ Generation shared dormitory that night.

Four people per room.

Although MS was very strict with its artists in contracts.

However, the practice facilities, cafeteria, and staff dormitory benefits were top-notch.

Four people lived in one apartment.

Four bedrooms, one living room, two bathrooms, decorated in a minimalist Western style.

As soon as Im Yoon-ah opened the door, she was met with the gazes of several people.

Clearly, Girls’ Generation were all night owls.

They basically didn’t sleep at this hour.

Kim Tae-yeon was binge-watching dramas, Seohyun was spacing out, and Jessica Jung was worried.

”Unnie?”

Seohyun was the first to notice Im Yoon-ah’s return.

Seohyun asked, ”Unnie, why are you back so late?”

Kim Tae-yeon heard the commotion and even stopped watching her favorite melodramatic drama: ”Im Yoon-ah!”

”Where did you go carousing?”

”Coming back so late, aren’t you afraid? Aren’t you afraid your manager will scold you to death?”

Jessica Jung carefully noticed something unusual about Im Yoon-ah and said, ”Yoon-ah, what happened to you?”

”Are you hurt?”

”Hurt?!” Kim Tae-yeon exclaimed, rushing in front of Im Yoon-ah, shouting, ”Where?”

”Where? Let me see!”

”Mwo? You’re really hurt?”

Kim Tae-yeon noticed a band-aid on Im Yoon-ah’s arm and teased, ”Our Yoon-ah, could it be that she was ’hehe...’ outside?”

”No!”

Im Yoon-ah rolled her eyes at Kim Tae-yeon: ”What kind of crazy plot are you imagining now?”

”Can you please watch fewer melodramatic oppa (older brother/term of endearment used by females) dramas?”

Kim Tae-yeon was displeased: ”I just watch them, but you’re actually starring in one!”

”Hmph!”

Kim Tae-yeon was unconvinced by that statement from the bottom of her heart; clearly, Im Yoon-ah was the culprit of the melodramatic plot!

She was just a spectator.

Im Yoon-ah, however, was participating in and producing the melodramatic drama.

Jessica Jung asked with concern, ”Yoon-ah, are you okay?”

”Did someone bully you?”

Im Yoon-ah shook her head, remembering the harmless Prosecutor, Lee Se-hyun.

She smiled knowingly and said, ”No, it’s just... I was taking a walk outside and accidentally got distracted.”

”Then... I met a scoundrel.”

”Scoundrel?” Seohyun asked strangely.

”Mm... a particularly scoundrelly scoundrel.”

Seohyun was confused. A scoundrel is a scoundrel; can that word be used like that?

That person must have been really bad!

Otherwise, Yoon-ah unnie wouldn’t describe him that way.

Kim Tae-yeon’s eyes were suspicious, and she exclaimed in surprise: ”Im Yoon-ah, you’re acting strange!”

”Tell me honestly!”

”Are you seeing someone?!”

”Eh?!”

Im Yoon-ah’s face instantly flushed red.

”Kim Tae-yeon!!! If you talk nonsense again, I’ll tear your mouth apart!!!”

”Ah ah!”

”She’s angry and wants to kill me to silence me!!!”

Kim Tae-yeon shouted dramatically.

Im Yoon-ah picked up a pillow from the sofa and chased after Kim Tae-yeon.

Jessica Jung put a hand to her forehead. These two, they’re unbelievable.

Seohyun’s mouth was wide open in surprise, large enough to fit a duck egg.

She quickly tried to mediate: ”Stop fighting!”

”Yoon-ah unnie, Tae-yeon unnie, stop fighting!!!”

”Kim Tae-yeon! Today! Only one of us can live!”

”Lulu lulu!” Kim Tae-yeon even turned back to make a funny face, sticking out her tongue mockingly.

”Come hit me!”

”If you catch me, I’ll let you hehe...” ”Stop fighting!!!”

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