Chapter 55 Can we meet today? Peninsula diplomat: My second life with a top celebrity

Peninsula diplomat: My second life with a top celebrity

Chapter 55 Can we meet today?

I really just invited them both over for dinner and a few drinks. Dahyun, please don't overthink it.

Sana Minatozaki lay in bed editing a message. It was already eight o'clock in the evening, but she was not sleepy at all.

Could it be from the coffee Dahyun gave her? She lay in bed all day, but the dream about that person never came.

[Dahyun: Are you trying to set Yeji up? Being a matchmaker isn't easy, Sana unnie.]

Pah! Pah! Pah! What matchmaker!

Sana Minatosaki suddenly sat up, feeling a sudden darkness before her eyes, a wave of dizziness, and her heart pounding wildly.

She couldn't tell whether she was angered by Dahyun's words or by consuming too much caffeine after staying up all night.

After taking several deep breaths, Sana Minatozaki finally calmed down a bit.

As for Kim Da-hyun's text message, she'll just ignore it; she really isn't in the mood to reply.

The mere thought of the word "matchmaker" made Sana Minatozaki feel a wave of annoyance!

She felt cold and weak whenever she thought about Jung Do-hoon and Hwang Ye-ji together.

A feeling of exhaustion washed over me like a tide.

I'm finally getting sleepy...

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

The phone vibrated again, but Sana Minatozaki was too lazy to look at it. She simply tucked the blanket under her arm, turned over, and realized she was finally getting sleepy and couldn't afford to look at her phone again.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

So annoying!

Sana Minato covered her ears with a pillow. After all, they had known each other for so many years, so it was fine not to reply to Dahyun's messages. Besides, reading without replying was a form of response in itself.

hum, hum, hum...

Why are you here again!

Sana Minatozaki sat up in bed in a near-frantic manner, but when she went to look for her phone, she found herself already lying in her home in Osaka.

I entered the dream again.

Just as she had deduced, the condition for triggering the precognitive dream was contact with Jung Do-hoon.

She watched herself in her dream frantically searching for her phone in bed. When she finally found it, the screen displayed—

Missed call: Consul Zheng.

This must be Jeong Do-hoon, right?

Sana Minatosaki felt incredibly panicked and confused. She couldn't tell whether this panic came from her dream or from her body in reality.

But ultimately, it all comes down to the name on the screen.

Sana Minatozaki called back, and the call was answered after about five seconds.

"Sana-xi, didn't we agree to arrive at twelve o'clock? Where are you?"

What?! Sana Minatozaki's pupils dilated slightly.

I was late for our first date?

"Ah! I've finished my makeup and am waiting for a taxi. There's a bit of traffic, it'll probably take another half hour, sorry~"

"I have already..."

In her dream, she didn't have time to listen to Consul Zheng finish speaking before hurriedly hanging up the phone. She then hastily picked out a brown camisole and long skirt from her wardrobe and haphazardly stuffed her cosmetics into her bag.

How could I, at twenty-nine, have such a poor sense of time? Sana Minatozaki secretly resolved that if she had another chance, she would definitely be punctual.

Just as she rushed downstairs, intending to touch up her makeup in the taxi, Minatozaki Sana froze on the spot.

A man in a suit was standing downstairs at her apartment building, giving her a helpless smile.

This time, Sana Minatozaki finally got a better look at the other person's face, but her heart skipped a beat.

Why do they look completely different from Jung Do-hoon?

How is that possible?

"Ms. Minatozaki Sana," the man said in Japanese, opening the car door for her. "I am the driver sent by Consul Zheng to pick you up."

Phew...it was just the driver. What a relief.

Why would you need a driver for a date?

In her dream, she sat down without hesitation. However, Minatozaki Sana, who could relive these experiences from a first-person perspective, only felt embarrassed and awkward.

Sana Minatozaki, how did you even manage to win over Consul Zheng? You were late for our first date!

"This dinner was a high-level cultural exchange between South Korea and Japan, and it was also the last event that Consul Zheng hosted before leaving office. Since Consul Zheng couldn't get through to you by phone, just in case, he asked me to come and pick you up at your building. To finish well."

Uh, it wasn't a date after all.

In her dream, she was muttering apologies, but Sana Minato couldn't hear herself clearly; all her attention was focused on the several missed calls on her phone screen.

The phrase "a good beginning and a good end" struck a chord deep within Sana Minatozaki's heart.

If this dinner was the beginning of a story between two people, then it certainly didn't have a happy ending.

"Consul Zheng is leaving his post? Where will he go next?"

"I'm not sure about that, but it will definitely need to be moved up a bit more."

A consul stationed in Japan at the age of 27—such a person would be considered an exceptional individual in any country.

From any perspective, isn't she marrying above her station?

Knowing the ending for the two, Minatozaki Sana couldn't understand why she was delaying marriage in this timeline.

Sana Minatozaki looked out the window with a complicated expression. In the shop windows along the street, there were still promotional posters for the Osaka 2025 World Expo.

She chatted with the driver for a while, and after confirming that she could arrive at the banquet hall for rehearsal on time as agreed, she asked the driver to tell a white lie about her oversleeping.

The car soon arrived at a high-end hotel near the South Korean Consulate in Osaka, and Minatozaki Sana, guided by the driver, went to the banquet hall.

The familiar figure was chatting with hotel staff when she waved to Minatozaki Sana the moment she saw her.

Finally, I'm going to meet Consul Zheng from my dreams again.

Sana Minatozaki took a deep breath and was about to go up and say hello...

hum, hum, hum...

My phone vibrated rapidly.

Sana Minatozaki reluctantly opened her eyes, feeling her heart pounding wildly—

Who was calling her? Could it be Jung Do-hoon?

Sana Minato took a deep breath and rummaged through the bed to find her phone, but the screen only displayed the three words: "Kim Da-hyun".

Utterly disappointed...

Kim Da-hyun, you've ruined my plans again...

Sana Minatozaki gritted her teeth and answered the phone: "Tell me, what's wrong?"

On the other end of the phone, Kim Da-hyun's slightly nervous voice came through: "Sana unnie, are you alright? We couldn't get through to you."

Isn't it normal to not be able to get through on the phone?

Sana Minatozaki's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she forced a sigh of frustration as she said, "Oh, I fell asleep."

"No way? You slept for twenty hours?"

Twenty hours?

Sana Minatozaki shook her head dazedly and looked at her phone screen—

It's already Saturday afternoon at four o'clock.

Damn it, she really slept for twenty hours.

Sana Minatozaki checked her missed calls and, sure enough, quite a few people had called, including her manager Lee Sang-won and Kim Da-hyun…

Jeong Do-hoon?

Sana Minato's heart skipped a beat. She opened KakaoTalk with 99+ red dots again, ignoring the unimportant messages, and finally found the man in the middle of the list whose contact name was "Jung Do-hoon".