Hanseong, Gangnam, Cheongdam-dong.

A man and a woman, who look like couples, hold hands with each other and walk on the street where there are not many people.

"I warn you, be careful, don't take an inch."

A woman with black sunglasses and a baseball cap said coldly, although she was wearing a plain white shirt and indigo jeans, both her figure and temperament could not be concealed.

"Remember, we are a couple now, and there are reporters following us to take pictures, how can we not show the intimacy of Xiàn?"

A man who was also extraordinary, but also dressed in ordinary clothes, said in a smug tone.

"You just came back from a neon concert, and now the two of us are public couples, how can we not go on a date."

Huang Meiying snorted coldly when she heard this, she didn't expect that she had just returned to Hancheng from the first performance of Fukuoka on the neon tour, and she was dragged out to act by this guy, which really annoyed her.

She couldn't help but snort coldly, rolled her eyes behind her sunglasses and said, "You don't just plan to drag me around the street like this, do you?" ”

"How is that possible?" Nikun showed a charming smile and said, "Tired of walking? Where do you want to sit for a while? ”

Huang Meiying subconsciously frowned, although other little girls were fascinated by him, but this smile was extremely disgusting in her eyes, and even felt hypocritically disgusting.

What you sit and sit, what you do with you is unappetizing. Huang Meiying secretly said in her heart, but no matter how helpless she is, this play will continue to be performed.

She raised her eyes and looked around, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand and pointed in a certain direction, "Then there it will be." ”

Nikun looked in the direction she had indicated, and saw that it was a coffee shop that looked relatively upscale, so he nodded in satisfaction.

******

Although April was a month of ups and downs, for Jiang Donghuan, who was injured in bed, the second half of the month was strangely peaceful.

After dealing with the interrogation of the monitoring team very simply, to his surprise, he seemed to be completely forgotten, quietly recuperating in a secret private hospital, without anyone to disturb him, and after half a month, his body was basically restored and finally able to be discharged.

Jiang Donghuan, who returned to his daily life, was still a little uncomfortable, and the shadow of the previous time was still shrouded in his heart, but he would not be stupid enough to find something to do to investigate, as the most ordinary low-level agent, he remained silent and waited for the orders of his superiors.

Today is the day he came to inspect the coffee shop, after all, except for part of the income of the industry, which needs to be handed over to the organization as activity funds, the rest is private income, and he is very concerned.

You must know that it is not easy to be a player, and it is money for food and clothing.

Jiang Donghuan pushed open the door of the store and walked in, but as soon as he entered, he found that the atmosphere in the store was a little wrong, because it was obvious that the expressions of those female clerks were a little abnormal.

Looking in the direction of their gaze, he saw a couple of men and women sitting opposite each other in the corner, and he was no stranger to those two people, one was a woman he took advantage of, and the other was a man who was bleeding from his head.

"What are you peeking at? What about professional elements? What about etiquette? ”

After Jiang Donghuan retracted his gaze, he frowned dissatisfiedly and reprimanded the clerk.

"Hello President."

After noticing Jiang Donghuan's savings, they hurriedly bowed down and said hello.

"Haven't you ever seen an artist? Isn't Cheongdam-dong quite common here? Jiang Donghuan said as he walked behind the counter.

"It's different, President, this is 2PM Nikun and Girls' Generation Tiffany together, they're dating! It's not been long since we've been in a public relationship, it's really..."

"Gossip..."

Jiang Donghuan replied angrily, and then suddenly noticed that there was some resentment in the other party's tone, looked at the young female clerk and asked, "Are you a fan of Nikun?" ”

"Yes, yes..."She seemed to realize her gaffe in front of her boss, and quickly bowed her head and apologized: "I'm sorry, president, I won't be distracted at work in the future." ”

After Jiang Donghuan waved his hand to show that he didn't care, he suddenly rolled his eyes and said, "You don't want to have close contact with the idol in your mind?" ”

"I'm sorry, President, but I..."

The female clerk thought that Jiang Donghuan was sarcastic about her mistakes at work and hurriedly apologized again, but she didn't expect to be interrupted by Jiang Donghuan.

"I didn't mean that, you come here."

Jiang Donghuan beckoned and whispered in a low voice after the other party came over in confusion.

"Huh? That's not good..."

The female clerk looked at Jiang Donghuan in surprise.

"What? You don't want to? ”

"No, I..."

"Don't worry, with me as your backstage, what are you afraid of?"

"Okay then."

The female clerk didn't know what to think, so she only hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.

******

"Have you been to this shop before?"

Nikun looked at Huang Meiying in front of him and asked with a smile on his face.

"Why are you asking this?"

Huang Meiying gently cut a small piece of cheesecake and elegantly put it into her mouth, and asked angrily.

"It's nothing, it's just that you're always looking around, as if you're looking for something."

"You're thinking too much," Huang Meiying replied with a cold face.

At this moment, a crisp and pleasant voice suddenly came.

"Hello, this is the iced drip coffee that our president specially gave to the two of you."

"Oh, thank you."

Nikun smiled brightly when he saw the coffee on the tray of the female clerk, and as a star, he was not surprised by this kind of thing, and he often got some convenience when he walked outside.

Huang Meiying was different, when she heard the clerk mention the president, she hurriedly turned her head and looked over, and suddenly saw a man who was leaning on the counter with his hands and looking at him with a chuckle.

Looking at the other party's usual smile and unmistakable expression, she suddenly showed a complicated expression.

Does he really still not care about himself? When I saw myself sitting with other men, I didn't react at all...

Huang Meiying suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, but there was an inexplicable sourness in her heart, which was an indescribable taste.

No, haven't you already decided to forget about him?

Anyway, the other party will definitely not have any interest in contact when he sees his current appearance, after all, he is already a person who has a boyfriend publicly.

But is he so ruthless? I haven't taken the initiative to contact myself for so long.

That's right, it's good to see that he didn't show a disgusted expression, can he ask for more?

But just when she was resentful in her heart, an exclamation from beside her interrupted her reverie.

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