Korean Wave's Otaku Artist

  Yoon Hyun really enjoyed this meal. On the one hand, he hadn't eaten all day because of his debt, and after sleeping soundly for a while, he naturally felt hungry when he woke up. On the other hand, Han Hyo-joo's cooking was quite to his taste.

  As for the appearance, he really doesn't care. To use his previous life's words when he was ranting about his workplace, that Huaiyang cuisine restaurant's signature dish "Wen Si Tofu", it's all the same once you eat it and it gets into your stomach...

  Looking at the empty plate, Han Hyo-joo also showed a heartfelt smile.

  "Wife, take a rest." Yoon Hyun is now full and has made up for his sleep, so he suddenly feels that his behavior this afternoon was a bit rude, thinking of making it up to her, "I'll go wash the dishes."

  "Husband, are you washing dishes?" Han Hyo-joo seemed to have not expected Yoon Hyun to say that voluntarily.

  "I didn't help with cooking at all, I'll wash the dishes instead." Yoon Hyun smiled and said, "Let's do it this way from now on, wife you cook, and I'll wash the dishes."

  "Alright!" Han Hyo-joo was still quite satisfied with this division of labor.

  Yin Xian carried a large stack of plates into the kitchen.

  This kitchen... is really messy. It's as if it had been swept through completely. Just from the four pots piled up in the sink, you can tell how flustered Han Hyo-joo was.

  A smile crept onto Yin Xian's mouth corner.

  For Yoon Hyun, washing dishes was a familiar task. Although Han Hyo-joo's dinner used quite a lot of kitchen utensils, it didn't take up too much of Yoon Hyun's time. It took just over half an hour to complete the job.

  When Yoon Hyun came out, Han Hyo-joo was sitting with her legs crossed watching TV.

  "Honey, come watch TV!" Han Hyo-joo said with a smile to Yoon Hyun.

  Yoon Hyun also smiled and walked to Han Hyo-joo's side. He sat cross-legged on the ground.

  It's okay, there is flooring on the ground.

  Moreover, there are things that make Yoon Hyun feel more uncomfortable than the floor. The TV is playing a drama on channel B, "Dong Yi".

  ……

  "Wouldn't it be a bit weird for us to watch our own TV drama?" Yoon Hyun felt awkward.

  "What's wrong? I think it's fine!" Han Hyo-joo didn't feel anything out of the ordinary. After Yun Hyeon came over and sat down beside her, she directly half-lay-half-leaned on him, using one arm to prop herself up on his crossed legs, striking a Sleeping Beauty pose.

  It fell silent again for a moment.

  "Husband, I heard you were with Eunjung last night?" Han Hyo-joo was already lying on Yun Hyeon's lap. Her body curled up like a small cat. However, she was tall, so this cat was a bit big...

  Yin Xian suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. "Yes, record an episode."

  "What... did you say?" Han Hyo-joo's voice was very gentle.

  Both of them were facing the TV, but Yoon Hyun felt like there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind his head.

  "We didn't say anything, we're not on the same team anyway! Besides, it's a variety show!" Yun Xian said with a laugh.

  The atmosphere was quiet again.

  Yin Xian let out a breath.

  "It seems like you still can't forget her." Han Hyo-joo said suddenly, then turned her face, which had been facing the TV, towards Yoon Hyun.

  Yoon Hyun naturally felt Hye-ju's head turning on his lap and lowered his head, with the two locking eyes.

  "What are you crying about..." Yoon Hyun suppressed a ridiculous "what" with great effort and replaced it with a more subtle scream.

  He saw Han Hyo-joo's eyes filled with tears as she turned her face towards him.

  Isn't Han Hyo-joo too much into acting today?

  "My husband has another woman in his heart, I'm heartbroken." Han Hyo-joo's tears really flowed down.

  As the tears flowed down, Yoon Hyun felt a flock of crows flying over his sky. Is this girl afraid that her ability to act out crying scenes will deteriorate if she doesn't film any crying scenes today?

  What's going on? From acting experience, now Yin Xian needs to take over the next line himself, otherwise this NG will be counted on his own head.

  After a while of making up for lost sleep, Yoon Hyun's mind returned to its normal state. In the midst of sparks flying everywhere, he made a difficult decision.

  Since you're acting, there must be a type of play. Are you going to pull the play towards family ethics and have a "Temptation of Wife" kind of feeling? Then... I'll play idol romance with you! Let's see who can hold out against whom!

  "Don't cry, silly." Yoon Hyun adjusted his emotions and put on his most gentle tone.

  He clearly saw Han Hyo-joo's body tremble slightly as she lay on his lap.

  It's hard to hold back laughter. Yoon Hyun continues his idol drama segment.

  He gently picked off the tears on Han Hyo-joo's face with his pinky, "There is only you in my heart." Then he put the tear on the tip of his finger into his mouth. He puckered up and said, "It's bitter. It doesn't taste good. They say that happy tears are sweet, but sad tears turn bitter. When you're with me, you can't be sad, from now on, don't cry bitter tears."

  Yoon Hyun's lines in this scene made him feel a bit nauseous after saying them out loud.

  Not to mention others.

  The photographer and PD who were filming on the side were petrified. Goosebumps and whatnot had already overflowed...

  What the heck, are these two defying the heavens? One is crying, and the other is spouting cheesy lines...

  On one side, PD quietly decided that when broadcasting these two people's parts, they must indicate "Unscripted Performance" in the top left corner of the screen.

  Otherwise, he thought "We Got Married" would be criticized for having an outdated and uncreative script, and that it would disgust people...

  Yoon Hyun's ball went out, and it's Han Hyo-joo's turn next.

  Han Xiaoju still lay there, her tears had stopped, but her eyes were still red, and she said softly: "Whether it's sweet or bitter, it depends on you. I've married you, so you can't wrong me."

  "It won't hurt." Yoon Hyun gently stroked Han Hyo-joo's forehead and hair as if coaxing a child.

  Just as Yin Xian thought he had brought the drama into a romantic rhythm, a sudden change occurred.

  "So why did you say that if it wasn't Eunjung, you wouldn't go?" Han Hyo-joo's voice was still very soft.

  "...I was just teasing Shi Ge, otherwise he would think I'm his lifesaver...". Yin Xian looked stunned for a moment before explaining. "But how did you know? This was just taken this morning..."

  "En Jing is my junior in college, two years younger than me..." Han Xiao Zhu said.

  Yin Xian broke out in a cold sweat. This setting, wanting to speak of romance, is somewhat difficult!

  "Then Lin Yun'er is also my junior, three years younger than me. Xu Xian has also become my junior this year..." Han Xiao Zhu said calmly.

  "Your school is really producing stars one after another..." Yoon Hyun felt a chill run down his spine, and he completely gave up on the idea of adjusting the genre of the play. Seniors are indeed seniors!

  Somehow, at this moment, Yoon Hyun suddenly thought that it's a good thing Park Ji-yeon is not very good at studying and Kim Tae-hee doesn't plan to take the university entrance exam for now... otherwise they might both end up going to Dongguk University...

  It's going to be lively...

  "Also, your husband and his student..." Han Hyo-joo seemed like she wasn't finished yet.

  Yoon Hyun thought Han Hye Joo's head on his lap was really heavy...

  "That song you guys sang together, 'Murmur', sounds pretty good." Han Hyo-joo continued.

  "Is it? As long as you like." Yoon Hyun cleared his throat twice.

  "But why do I feel a bit jealous?" Han Hyo-joo stared straight at Yoon Hyun.

  Yoon Hyeon became increasingly embarrassed.

  "Don't drink too much, go home early, don't talk to other women..." Han Hyo-joo muttered to herself.

  In order to find a good position, there has always been a photographer standing behind Yoon Hyun's side, specializing in taking pictures of Han Hyo-joo's face.

  It's okay, Yoon Hyun's face can only be taken from the side, otherwise the sweat on his face would definitely be visible.

  "Honey, don't be so tense." Han Hyo-joo gently wiped the sweat on Yoon Hyun's forehead with her hand. "I'm just saying, I won't do anything to you."

  "Hey, isn't this segment almost at our place?" Yoon Hyun glanced at the TV and immediately changed the subject.

  "Really?" Han Hyo-joo also immediately turned towards the TV.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, before long, the intimate scene between the two was being played out on TV.

  Fortunately, it's an ancient costume, and the size isn't too big.

  Normally, Yoon Hyun would watch it with a straight face and forget about it afterwards. But watching it with Han Hyo-joo made him feel strange somehow.

  After reading it, both of their faces were red.

  "My wife." Yoon Hyun said suddenly.

  "What?" Han Hyo-joo replied softly.

  "You're really beautiful!" Yun Hyun-seung sincerely praised.

  Han Hyo-joo's face turned even redder.

  The TV series ended soon after.

  "Shouldn't you get some rest earlier? Tomorrow's assembly time for the drama team is quite early, and it'll likely take us a while to get there." Yoon Hyun suggested.

  Han Hyo-joo glanced at the time, it was just 10 o'clock...

  "Alright..." Han Hyo-joo also couldn't think of anything else to do. Yun Hyeon had already lost to her in the first unscripted performance, and she didn't think it was a good idea to pursue Seung-yong either.

  Then Han Hyo-joo went to take a bath in the bathroom on the second floor first.

  The woman took a long time to take a bath. During the time Han Hyo-joo was taking a bath, Yoon Hyun watched another episode of TV drama...

  "Husband, I've finished washing, come on." Bare-faced and with hair still wet and messy, Han Hyo-joo shouted from upstairs.

  "Oh!" Yoon Hyun also hadn't taken a bath for two days, especially after participating in the recording of "Running Man" and sweating all over, so he also went to take a bath very decisively.

  "Honey! The pajamas I prepared for you are inside, remember to change into them!" Han Hyo-joo shouted before Yoon Hyun closed the door.

  Yin Xian didn't need Han Xiaoju's reminder and had already seen the pajamas hanging in the bathroom.

  Not bad, the color is quite elegant and suits Yoon Hyun's aesthetic view.

  Compared to the rather overly cute pajamas that Xiǎo Yīng had prepared for him previously, this set was obviously more his style...