My Wife Is Not Suitable for the Entertainment Industry

Just as Li Shaoqun stepped into the elevator, Mr. Qing Er ran in. Su Yu frowned slightly as he looked at the yellow-haired Qing Er who was dressed in tattered clothes. He didn't know where this thing came from.

Without waiting for Su Yu to ask, Mr. Qing Er said, "I'm Young Master Li's cousin. You should be Ninth Master's assistant. Nice to meet you!" After saying that, Mr. Qing Er shook Su Yu's hand. Su Yu was confused.

In the presidential suite, under Su Yu's lead, Li Shaoqun and Mr. Qing Er walked in. Xie Jiuhan sat on the sun chair and drank coffee while Feng Qing sat on the coffee table and ground the coffee beans.

When his gaze met Feng Qing's, Li Shaoqun was stunned. He looked at Xie Jiuhan, who was drinking coffee, and the corners of his mouth curled up. He walked to the sofa and sat down, facing Feng Qing.

Su Yu bowed slightly to Xie Jiuhan and left the room. He stood at the door and waited.