sbdcsierra Chapter 1409 I know
Chapter 1409 I know
Chapter 1409 I know
Just as Sana Minatozaki was laughing and talking with the makeup artist, looking at her beautiful face in the mirror.
With a loud crash, the door slammed against the wall and bounced back half an inch, the resulting gust of wind carrying the cold air from outside rushing in and instantly shattering the cozy atmosphere of the room.
The sudden loud noise startled everyone in the room. Sana Minatozaki's eyelashes trembled rapidly. Without turning her head, she subconsciously looked up at the mirror, where she saw a woman in a black mink coat with exquisite makeup walking at the front, wearing high heels, like an arrogant peacock.
Three stylishly dressed women of varying heights and builds followed beside her, subtly surrounding the woman in the middle, as if she were the one in charge.
Outside the open door, two men in suits, looking like thugs, could be seen standing guard, but they didn't come in.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly turned cold. Anyone could tell that the newcomer was up to no good. Cody was so startled by the sound of the door opening that she dropped the lip gloss in her hand. It fell onto the dressing table with a "thud," then rolled slowly before falling helplessly to the floor with a mournful creak.
The voice was extremely clear at this moment, seemingly foreshadowing that the story to come might not be so pleasant.
Upon seeing the newcomers, Cody trembled as she approached and asked, "Excuse me, who are you...?"
"Get out, get out of here, this is none of your business."
Hwang Ha-na didn't even spare her a glance. Her voice was as cold as the howling wind that had been blowing in Seoul these past two days, carrying an undeniable arrogance. Her henchmen immediately gave her haughty looks, signaling her to leave quickly.
Now, Cody vaguely realized who the people who broke in were after, and she slowly glanced at Minatozaki Sana, whose face was pale.
He hesitated for only a second before leaving without looking back.
"Remember not to say anything out of line." Before she left, one of her henchmen gave her a sinister reminder: "Close the door behind you."
Cody was so frightened that she trembled all over. She didn't dare to say another word and ran out without looking back, the sound of the door closing was filled with panic.
"What are you trying to do?" At this moment, the manager, or rather assistant, who was with Sana Minatozaki stepped forward to greet them. Seeing that the group clearly had ill intentions, she immediately invoked the company's name: "We're from JYP Entertainment. What do you want..."
Before she could finish speaking, Hwang Hana kicked out with her high heels, striking her assistant squarely in the stomach. With a thud, the assistant fell to the ground clutching her stomach. Before she could even cry out, several of her henchmen followed up with more kicks, causing her to curl up on the ground in pain, her face turning deathly pale, unable to utter a sound.
The violent attack was a shocking first move. Sana Minatozaki, who was about to say something, was startled, but seeing her assistant lying on the ground, she stood up and walked over to help her up, her voice trembling as she asked in a delicate voice, "What are you doing?"
"Where are you going? Behave yourself, you're the main character."
She hadn't taken more than two steps when Hwang Ha-na gave her a hard push, and Minatozaki Sana didn't dare to retaliate, so she took a step back and sat down again in front of the dressing table.
She breathed softly as she watched Hwang Ha-na approach step by step.
The dressing room was instantly filled only with the dull thud of Hwang Ha-na's high heels on the marble floor, like a heavy hammer striking one's heart.
She walked step by step to Minatozaki Sana, looking down at her with her arms crossed. The fur collar of her mink coat brushed against Sana's chin, making her originally delicate face appear even more harsh.
"Tsk tsk, still putting on makeup." Hwang Ha-na glanced at the dressing table in front of her, her tone full of mockery: "Do you know who I am?"
Looking at the face that had been frequently on her mind these past two days, Sana Minatosaki felt as if her heart was being gripped tightly by an icy hand, and a chill ran down her spine.
Of course she knew who the person in front of her was. A few days ago, when she first received those dozens of vulgar text messages cursing her, she specifically went online to look them up.
This Hwang Ha-na is quite famous. She is Park Yoo-chun's fiancée and is also a wealthy heiress with a supposedly powerful background. She has many fans online.
After being blocked for a few days, things calmed down, but today I received another threatening text message from her. Since this morning, Minatozaki Sana has been on tenterhooks. She thought she still had time to find a solution, but unexpectedly, the other party came directly in the afternoon with so many people, full of malice.
Her long eyelashes trembled with nervousness. Sana Minato pursed her lips and remained silent, not because she was too afraid to speak, but because she didn't want to provoke her further or cause trouble.
Moreover, she had tried to explain to the other party over the phone before, but it seemed that she couldn't communicate with the other party at all. As soon as she spoke, it seemed to provoke the woman, as if any rebuttal or explanation from her would be an insult to the other party.
"Not saying anything? Judging from your eyes, you must recognize me? Didn't expect that, did you?" Hwang Ha-na immediately sensed something from Minatozaki Sana's eyes and looked at her smugly.
“…” Sana Minatozaki didn’t reply, but took out her phone to contact her manager and company.
This was the right choice. When a foreign idol like her encounters this kind of situation, the first thing she should do is contact her company.
"Crack~"
Unexpectedly, before she could even dial a number after taking out her phone, Huang Hana reached out and slapped her hand hard, snatched the phone, and threw it away forcefully.
"Bang!" The phone hit the wall with a crisp sound, then fell heavily to the ground and shattered into pieces.
"What? Call someone, or notify that company of yours?"
Hwang Ha-na looked at Minatozaki Sana, who was stunned for a moment, and said with a hint of contempt, "Actually, I really want to see who you can call for help."
"But I don't want to be disturbed today. It would be quite troublesome if any friends called."
Hwang Ha-na's voice was firm and confident. She didn't care about entertainment companies like JYP at all. Even if something really happened, she would just apologize.
And of course, she's not brainless. If she's going to teach a popular female idol a lesson, she'll definitely investigate her background first. Even in the entertainment industry, some people have complicated connections.
However, as for Sana Minatozaki... she had investigated and there was nothing noteworthy about her.
Nonsense. If someone can't do anything about being harassed by Park Yoochun, what kind of background could they possibly have?
"You didn't expect this when you blocked me, did you?"
Looking at Minatozaki Sana in the mirror, Huang Hana felt a bit annoyed by her bright face. She picked up a few strands of her long black hair and held them in her hand: "I didn't intend to pay much attention to you before, and I was just going to put up with it. I didn't expect you to dare to block me."
"and……"
She lowered her head, looking at Minatozaki Sana, who had a tense face and pursed her lips, and said in a sharper voice: "And you've got some nerve, daring to seduce my man? Did you do your research before you acted like that?"
Her gaze swept over Sana Minatozaki's delicate face, noticing the pearlescent sheen under her eyes and her curled eyelashes, which only made her more displeased: "But it seems Park Yoochun's taste isn't very good either, being seduced by someone like you..."
"I really have no relation to Yoochun-senpai."
Sana Minatozaki finally mustered the courage to speak, her voice trembling slightly, yet she tried her best to remain calm: "I've already explained to you, we haven't been in contact for a long time, and it wasn't me who started it..."
"Shut up!"
Just as Minatozaki Sana was speaking, Hwang Ha-na suddenly raised her hand and slapped her hard across the face, silencing her from the rest of her words.
A sharp "snap" rang out, particularly jarring in the quiet dressing room.
…………
"Something happened? What happened?"
Upon hearing Park Jae-hyun's words, Ji Kyung-won raised his voice.
"We just received news that Hwang Ha-na-ssi led a few people into the beauty salon, specifically looking for Sana-ssi. They're already inside, and it seems... they're here for revenge," Park Jae-hyun explained quickly.
“Hwang Ha-na…that name sounds familiar.” Ji Kyung-won hadn’t quite recognized the name yet when he heard it: “Oh, the one whose family sells milk, right? I remember running into her once a while ago. She tried to chat me up, but I ignored her. How did she end up with Sana…”
Chi Jingyuan asked with some doubt, but soon he found the connection between the two:
"Oh right, Park Yoochun..."
Upon hearing this name, Chi Jingyuan immediately guessed the cause of the matter.
At the same time, his brows furrowed... He didn't take Hwang Ha-na, a girl from a wealthy family, too seriously, but for many celebrities, this woman already had a very powerful background.
Moreover, he had vaguely heard that this woman was the typical spoiled brat, bullying, humiliating, arrogant, and didn't treat people of lower class as human beings... Many second-generation rich kids on the peninsula are like that.
"Have they gone in yet?" Chi Jingyuan asked as he pulled out his phone.
"Yes."
Upon hearing Park Jae-hyun's confirmation, Ji Kyung-won completely disregarded what had happened before and immediately dialed the number of Minatozaki Sana, a number he hadn't called in a long time.
If he makes the call and chats with this Huang Hana for a few minutes, everything will be fine.
I tried calling several times, but I couldn't get through at all.
Hearing the silence from the receiver, Chi Jingyuan realized that things might be worse than he thought.
"Jingyuan, we are..." Park Jae-hyun asked tentatively, looking at Ji Jingyuan, whose expression grew colder as he couldn't get through on the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Chi Jingyuan slowly exhaled and said softly:
"drive."
…………
Inside the beauty salon.
"Who do you think you are? You want to explain yourself to me?"
Hwang Ha-na looked down at her, her eyes filled with disgust, and kicked the chair leg again: "Do I need you to explain?"
Her shrill voice echoed in the room, while Sana Minatozaki, who had just been slapped, was a little stunned. She turned her head sharply, and a faint five-finger mark instantly appeared on her cheek. The burning pain spread under her skin like lava.
Her head was buzzing, her vision was blurring, and she felt completely dazed.
Immediately afterwards, Hwang Ha-na kicked the side of the chair where Minatozaki Sana was sitting hard. The sudden impact caused Minatozaki Sana to lose her balance and stagger to her feet. She took a step back, leaned against the dressing table, covered her face, and lowered her head.
The other party's disdain and arrogance, the burning pain on her face, and the mental humiliation intertwined, like poisoned knives, stabbing deeply into Minatozaki Sana's heart.
She slowly came to her senses, and the ringing in her head gradually subsided, replaced by an overwhelming surge of grievance.
She just wants to be a good idol; she works hard and treats everyone with enthusiasm.
She did nothing wrong; she simply politely rejected an unwanted advance. Why was she treated this way? Why was she slandered and humiliated like this?
Her eyes were already red, and glistening tears were welling up in them, but she stubbornly refused to fall.
The last time I experienced such extreme sadness and feeling seemed to be back when I was studying in Japan. Most Japanese students have experienced similar things to some extent.
She was no exception; she was also bullied and verbally abused. However, back then, she was able to escape, go home, and tell her parents and friends to fight back.
Now, at this moment, here, who can she rely on?
Sana Minato bit her lower lip tightly until she tasted a faint hint of blood, barely managing to maintain her composure.
"And you still want to explain? Your voice disgusts me. It's so lewd and shrill. Who are you trying to seduce when you speak?"
Hwang Ha-na was still cursing loudly, as if she wanted to vent all the frustration she had been feeling these past few days: "Let me tell you, don't think you're so great just because you're a celebrity."
“There was a clueless little model who became famous for two days and then didn’t know who she was. I made her kneel on the floor of a private room in a bar and poured dozens of bottles of alcohol on her. In the end, she cried and begged me, but it was no use.”
"I can tell what kind of slut you are just by looking at you."
Looking at her reddened eyes and slightly smudged makeup, Hwang Ha-na showed no pity whatsoever, and instead intensified her actions:
"She acts cute and seductive on stage to swindle money from her fans, and then calls everyone she meets 'Oppa' and seduces people everywhere."
"Look at your face, and the way you talk. If you met a few handsome seniors and had some resources, you could probably get the job right away, right?"
"I've seen plenty of people like you."
The vicious words "selling sex" and "slut" pierced Sana Minatozaki's ears like needles, causing her fingertips to curl unconsciously and her nails to dig deeply into her palms.
I had been enduring it all, just wanting to end it all as soon as possible, but hearing the words "you kind of person" pierced the most vulnerable part of my heart.
She finally couldn't hold back anymore. Her shoulders trembled slightly, but she still raised her head, her red eyes staring straight at Hwang Ha-na. Her voice was choked with sobs, but she was unusually stubborn: "I'm not that kind of person."
"no?"
Hwang Ha-na laughed so hard she almost fell over, the fur collar of her mink coat swaying. She stepped forward and slapped Minatozaki Sana on the head again.
"You think you can just say no and it's no? If it's no, then why did you seduce someone else's boyfriend?"
Hwang Ha-na wanted to see Minatozaki Sana being taught a lesson and begging for forgiveness, but she didn't expect her to dare to talk back.
Sana Minatozaki's words seemed to provoke Hwang Ha-na again. Feeling that her authority had been challenged, she became angry again. She took a few steps forward, grabbed Sana Minatozaki's clothes, and made her look in the mirror: "Dressed up so provocatively today, are you going to seduce men again?"
"Don't you like dressing up...?"
As she spoke, she picked up a bottle of foundation from the vanity, unscrewed the cap, and poured it onto Minatozaki Sana's head without hesitation.
Seemingly not satisfied with playing alone, she called to her followers, "Come on, all of you, help her dress up."
The three female followers beside him immediately understood, their faces revealing unrestrained smiles as they stepped forward with sinister grins.
One of them reached out and took the foundation bottle from Hwang Ha-na's hand, and poured it haphazardly onto Minatozaki Sana's hair and face, quickly emptying the remaining half-bottle; while another follower rummaged through the dressing table, grabbed a glitter eyeshadow, roughly dipped a large amount into it with his finger, and smeared it carelessly on Minatozaki Sana's body and cheeks.
"Hahaha~"
"Try this."
"Aigoo, you've really become more beautiful! Love you all!"
Faced with so many people, Minatozaki Sana was powerless to resist.
She just kept backing away, kept her head down, and kept trying to hide herself.
However, he stubbornly kept repeating the same sentence:
"I'm not that kind of person..."
"I'm not that kind of person..."
"I'm not that kind of person..."
It was as if this sentence was the only fulcrum left in my heart.
Even so, they still managed to keep splashing cosmetics on their heads, bodies, and faces whenever they could find a moment.
Glitter mixed with foundation and tears smudged across her face, creating a glaring patchwork. The cool liquid slid down her cheeks, mixing with her tears and previous makeup, spreading into a murky white mess. Her once exquisite makeup was completely ruined, leaving her looking utterly disheveled.
The icy foundation, the rough touch of her fingers, the pungent smell of cosmetics, and the unbearable insults in her ears felt like countless needles pricking Sana Minatozaki.
Her heart felt as if it were filled with ice water, cold and heavy, with endless anger and grievances overwhelming her like a tide.
At this moment, she really hoped it would end soon, she really hoped to get revenge, she really hoped... someone could help her.
But reality is incredibly cruel. She has no one to call and help her, no one to support her, and even the company she relied on is now unreachable.
With her smudged makeup, messy curly hair, stained clothes, and the unyielding fear and grievance in her eyes, she resembled a small animal trapped in a cage, helplessly enduring the bullying from the powerful, without even the strength to resist.
"okay."
Hwang Ha-na finally stopped her teasing gaze, her tone carrying an unquestionable command, seemingly tired of the 'makeup' game and wanting to play with it further.
She stood a few meters from the door with a few followers, glanced at Minatozaki Sana, and looked at the girl who had been tormented and shoved to the door of the dressing room by herself and her followers. A smug and cruel smile appeared on her lips. "Didn't you want to explain? Didn't you want to keep explaining to me? Here, I'll make you apologize and I'll consider whether I should forgive you."
"But if you want to apologize, then show some sincerity..."
She changed the subject, exchanging a glance with her follower: "Kneel down and perform a full kowtow, then apologize to me."
The henchmen joined in the jeering, laughing triumphantly: "Did you hear what Hana said? Kneel down right now!"
"Hurry up, I've given you all the chance."
"Ha ha……"
Amidst the mocking laughter of the crowd, Minatozaki Sana lowered her head, covered her mouth, and let her hair fall down to cover her face, remaining motionless.
She often apologizes to people, whether voluntarily or involuntarily. She is happy to do so if an apology can ease a matter or a conflict.
The same goes for Hwang Ha-na. When she received those foul-mouthed text messages from Hwang Ha-na, she carefully sent several apology messages to try and calm things down, explaining that she had nothing to do with Park Yoo-chun and begging him not to bother her anymore.
But what they got in return was even more rampant bullying and abuse.
She was willing to apologize, but not at this time, not by kneeling down in a grand gesture, and certainly not as a subject of ridicule after being mocked.
Despite feeling wronged after enduring so much humiliation, she became even more stubborn.
...No matter how you bully her, she just won't...
"Hey, didn't you hear me?"
Seeing that she had no reaction, the burly man next to Huang Hana impatiently shouted again.
One of the henchmen next to her even stepped forward and nudged Sana Minatozaki, saying, "Hurry up!"
"Aishie, kneel down!"
"Apologize!"
Several vicious faces surrounded her, urging and cursing her incessantly, but Minatozaki Sana remained unmoved. Only her shoulders trembled slightly, and suppressed sobs escaped from between her fingers covering her mouth, as faint as mosquitoes.
Like a small grass that has been ravaged by a storm, yet still stands tall and resilient.
"Good! You've got guts!"
Huang Hana was completely enraged by her appearance. Her chest heaved violently. Without saying another word, she prepared to walk over and teach this "ungrateful" woman a lesson.
"..."
The platform shoes made a heavy thud on the floor. As the sound grew closer, Sana Minatozaki, hidden by her hair, couldn't help but bite her lip.
"boom!"
Just then, the door to the dressing room was suddenly pushed open from the outside. With a loud bang, the door slammed against the wall, making a dull sound that instantly drowned out all the noise in the dressing room.
Within a few tens of minutes, the dressing room door was violently opened twice, some of the doors bouncing against the wall under the force, emitting pitiful cries.
The cold, white light in the corridor poured in through the open door, like a pool of icy water overflowing the floor, casting a clear boundary of light and shadow on the ground.
Chi Jingyuan's tall figure stood at the intersection of light and shadow, backlit, his facial features hidden in the shadows, as he slowly walked in.
She was about to yell at the sudden commotion, but when she saw the person's face, she swallowed her words.
His gaze swept across the mess in the room—overturned cosmetics, scattered tissues, the assistant curled up on the floor—before finally settling precisely on the disheveled figure in the corner.
After staring at him for a few seconds, his gaze suddenly changed, becoming gentle, friendly, and seemingly carrying a faint smile.
However, the people around suddenly shuddered, as if the temperature had dropped several degrees.
Hearing the loud noise behind her and sensing the eerie atmosphere around her, Sana Minatozaki froze, slowly raised her head, and turned around.
When I saw that face, I froze.
Chi Jingyuan took two steps forward, put his arm around her shoulder, and gently patted her back. His slightly deep voice was unusually gentle: "I actually thought about my opening remarks before I came. I was going to say something cool like, 'I'm not late, am I?'"
"But it seems like things went a bit wrong."
He paused, his gaze falling on her smudged face, looking into Sana Minato's eyes, and suddenly became a little shy: "Um... I'm sorry."
Sana Minatozaki's messy curly hair clung to her filthy face, her red eyes were still brimming with tears, and her long eyelashes drooped wetly, making her look like a badly injured little animal.
Staring blankly at Chi Jingyuan in front of her, she didn't know why he came here or what he was here for, but just looking at him, her tense nerves suddenly collapsed at this moment, and the stubbornness she had been holding on to was instantly overwhelmed by a surge of grievances.
She hugged him tightly, opened her mouth, her voice barely audible, a hoarse, choked sob: "I, I, I'm not... I'm not..."
His voice trembled, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.
Chi Jingyuan also held her, gently patting her back, and whispered in her ear, his voice firm and strong:
"I know I know……"
“I know…you’re not that kind of person.”