If You Can Read the File, You Will Die

Standing up from the seat, he straightened his collar slightly.

"What you said, the person who has close contact with Mi Haisha is mine."

"It's actually you!"

"Well, so remember it for me." Qiu Yuecheng squatted down and patted the other party's shoulder, "It's best to talk about it in a place where no one is around, otherwise, you won't be able to provoke it."

"Sorry, Mr. Qiuyue." At this moment, a middle-aged woman in high heels walked quickly.

Apologize and said to Qiu Yuecheng.

His identity had obviously been informed to the other party within days.

JUMP's current popular cartoonist, for a small idol agency, is an existence that needs to be awed.

"From today onwards, you don't have to come here anymore."

The middle-aged woman said to her subordinates coldly.

"Why, why, President..."

It's just a boring little story.

For Qiu Yuecheng, it is certain that Mi Haisha is related to him.

Although often referred to as scum.

But since she is already his woman, she will never allow others to insult her.

This is the principle.

"I'm so sorry!" The female president apologized again.

"Don't worry too much, I just came to see the sea sand." Qiu Yuecheng waved his hand and said.

"I don't know what your relationship with MisaMisa is..."

"Oh, do you want to intervene?"

"No, it's just that MisaMisa is currently on the rise in her career, try not to break out abnormal scandals..."

Seeing the other party's tangled appearance, Qiu Yuecheng felt curious.

Obviously, Mi Haisha's position in this idol firm is unshakable.

It's just that the president acts like a nanny, which still makes people admire the idol's ability.

"Don't worry, President Haruta, Misa and I are just good friends we met a long time ago, probably we haven't seen each other for many years, Misa is too excited."

"I see." The female president nodded slightly.

"Then, if there is anything, please let me know."

Stopping in front of a room with a sign with MisaMisa's name on it, the other party said seriously.

"It's troublesome."

Qiu Yuecheng pushed open the door.

What came oncoming was a faint fragrance belonging to a girl, probably mixed with the smell of cosmetics and perfume.

"I'm so glad you came to see me!"

The moment the door was pushed open, a petite figure rushed towards him.

The black dress she had seen had been replaced by a slightly tight black shirt and a red grid skirt.

The knee-length riding boots add a bit of youthful vigor to the whole person.

"As a well-known idol, if I spread such a photo now, it will probably destroy your reputation in an instant, right?"

The softness of her delicate body made Qiu Yuecheng feel the warmth of spring.

However, the mobile phone held high up unabashedly proved Qiu Yuecheng's scumbag nature.

"Ah Cheng, are you threatening me?"

The girl in her arms raised her head, and no emotion could be heard in her voice.

"Yes." Qiu Yuecheng said seriously: "If you don't want me to do such a thing, then please give me that notebook."

"I said it before, but now, it won't work!"

Mi Haisha broke free from Qiuyue Cheng's embrace, and took a slight step back.

"Because it's not time yet."

"What time?"

"It seems that you really are not Ah Cheng."

The girl's eyes without a smile made Qiu Yuecheng feel a little depressed.

If it weren't for the two people who had in-depth communication, it would be difficult to discover the changes between the past self and the present self.

"Why do you say that? I am Qiu Yuecheng."

"No, you are not Ah Cheng, because Ah Cheng has never been so gentle!"