Just as Ji Hyo finished recording the show and was about to leave, she heard a scream from the backstage area of the host's dressing room.
When she and the backstage staff went over to take a look, they were all badly frightened.
The host had been brutally killed inside the bathroom.
The police soon sealed off the scene and took away several people connected to the dressing room.
Song Ji Hyo hurriedly left as well. Just after she walked out of the recording building, she saw a man standing beside her car.
At first, still frightened by the man who had been brutally killed inside the building, she thought he was a stranger and was too scared to approach.
The man seemed to notice Song Ji Hyo's worry. He took off his mask and smiled at her.
Song Ji Hyo's turbulent, uneasy heart instantly filled with a sense of security.
She immediately forgot the unease caused by the murder and quickly ran over, leaping into Jiang Siming's arms.
"Little brother Jiang, what brings you here~?"
Song Ji Hyo had started calling Jiang Siming "little brother" instead of "oppa."
She felt that "oppa" sounded unpleasant and was too common, so she simply called Jiang Siming her little brother.
She was older than Jiang Siming anyway, so there was nothing to avoid.
Of course, this "little brother" wasn't her actual younger brother. It was merely a term of endearment.
"I came to see you. You don't welcome me?" Jiang Siming asked with a smile.
"Of course I do. I was just so surprised. You asked me where I was earlier, and I found it strange. I didn't expect you to come to Korea." Song Ji Hyo's face was filled with genuine joy.
But she soon seemed to remember something and hurriedly