The Malicious Member is Back! - Chapter 160

Liu Wei’s fiancée, Gao Xiumin.

Same age as me and Liu Wei—20. Currently attending a university in Beijing.

Her biggest current obsession: watching the Korean idol survival show Targeting Star through a VPN.

She’s known Liu Wei since they were six, they’re engaged, and apparently, she’s liked him even before their families got involved.

“Huh…”

And none of this was information I had to dig up myself.

Once Gao Xiumin started talking, it was like a dam broke—her DMs were flooded with oversharing, and this was just the summary.

[高秀敏: Well, all of this is still a secret for now]

[高秀敏: But once Liu Liu and I get married, it’ll all come out anyway]

[高秀敏: That’s what it means to be famous, right? I’m going to get lots of sponsorships from now on]

[高秀敏: The brands that recognized me early are amazing :-D]

[高秀敏: Lately I’ve been getting so many DMs (laugh)(laugh)]

Her DMs… they were still going, even now, a full day later.

Even without replies, she just kept sending them. Seriously.

“Trainee… Kim… Chunyong… notifications keep… coming.”

“Ah, ahaha! Yeah, my little sister keeps, uh, messaging me a lot.”

“…If you join my crew, dating… is okay…”

“It’s seriously not like that! Please don’t say things like that, Dasol-nim!”

The constant pinging of Outgram DM alerts had me more flustered than I’d like to admit.

Thank god I eventually turned notifications off—if I hadn’t, she would’ve become my second-biggest scandal, right next to X.

Even now, hiding with Gao Yan in the emergency stairwell, that sense of unease hadn’t fully left me.

And I’d like to think I’ve met my fair share of intense personalities, swapping drinks at clubs and all.

But this… this was new

“She really just never stops talking…”

I’ve never met anyone like this before.

At my quiet mutter, Gao Yan folded his arms and gave me a knowing nod.

“Chunyong hyung, you’ve still got a long way to go. There are many people like this in the world. For example—my eldest sister.”

“…Wait, you have sisters too?”

“Of course. Gao Yan is the youngest of five siblings. My oldest sister pretends she doesn’t want to talk, but if you poke her just a little, she floods like a dam in monsoon season. I used that method to steal so many snacks from her, you know.”

“O…kay?”

“Yes. According to Gao Yan’s analysis, these kinds of people want the other person to notice first. That’s why they drop little hints. Like posting Liu Wei’s old photos without tagging him—same energy.”

Gao Yan clicked his tongue as if vividly recalling the memory, then snapped his fingers and waved his phone.

“Anyway, like Chunyong hyung said, I got screenshots of everything.”

“Oh—thanks. I got a few too, but there’s just so many… I couldn’t keep up on my own.”

“So now we send this to a reporter? Gao Yan doesn’t know any Korean journalists yet! But if we’re opening with a bang, it has to be Ent-Gate. Gao Yan is ready. This is also the path of a superstar.”

I let out a small, bitter laugh at the familiar name.

Ent-Gate.

[SLEDIX’s Joo Young spotted on a sweet date with LILIJ’s Billie… “Even bought her a ring.”]

[Not a trust fund baby? Theo’s secret real estate portfolio scandal]

[<Exclusive> “Ahn Jae Ho’s shampoo company is actually a front for laundering money” — leaked audio obtained]

A yellow press tabloid that proudly claims every entertainment scoop runs through them.

They’re the ones who first coined my infamous nickname “Trash Rex,” so yeah—no further introduction needed.

If Ent-Gate got this scoop, it’d blow up even more than my own rumors ever did.

Unlike me, with a face that just screams “he’s hiding something,” Liu Wei had that sharp, clean-cut city prince image.

He looked like someone who was guaranteed to debut—and now, that guy having a fiancée? Yeah. It’d be a hot topic.

But…

“No. I’m not giving this to a tabloid. If I do, Gao Yan, you and I will be identified too easily.”

“My god, Chunyong hyung! Liu Wei threw the first punch and you’re still saying that?!”

“Th-threw the first punch…”

I’m not denying Gao Yan’s Korean has improved like crazy.

I just have no idea where he keeps picking up this kind of language.

But if I ask, he’s just going to say “I taught myself,” like always. Predictable.

“…That’s not the only reason I’m not handing it over.”

I waved my phone in front of him with a sly grin.

“Unlike Liu Wei—I’m going to do this myself.”

“…Do it yourself?”

“If anyone can spread this the best… it’s probably me.”

As I said it with pride, Gao Yan’s face twisted into something unreadable.

A look that screamed, “He’s just a trainee who sings and dances—how’s he gonna outdo the biggest tabloid in Korea? Chunyong hyung has lost it.”

“Chunyong hyung, right now you’re kinda… not in your right mind. I’ll try persuading you again after practice. Yeah, that’s Gao Yan’s role after all.”

Ah, there he goes again.

Feeling a little sheepish, I scratched my cheek and pretended to brush it off.

Well, I guess he’s allowed to think that.

But still—no one else at this hour could pull this off better than me.

“Anyway… whatever.”

As I stepped out of the emergency stairwell with Gao Yan and walked into the humid air of the first-floor lobby, I blinked at the sudden rush of heat.

The main route I’d set to drag Liu Wei down was cruising along smoothly.

And the bond I was building with Li Ming Shen—the one who’d help me do it—was progressing pretty nicely, too.