Game of the Controller: Wife Wins Husband

Xia Qing remained motionless, snuggling up on the soft sofa chair, lazily enjoying his meticulous service. The depths of her beautiful eyes were filled with an indescribable coldness, from the moment she knocked on his door on a stormy night.

The door has never faded since the moment it suddenly appeared.

"Miss, I really didn't expect you to come to Tokyo. Why didn't you notify me in advance so that I could pick you up?" He took the hairdryer and blew the half-dried black hair carefully. The man's deft fingertips were touching the curved black hair.

Stroll between them, and soon, your long hair will become fluffy, soft, and graceful, just like the perfect technique of a professional stylist.

A man's face can be seen everywhere on the streets of Tokyo, on huge posters in downtown areas, in brochures at newsstands, on the car bodies of public transportation, in newly printed newspapers and magazines... Wherever he appears, there will be a swarm of girls.

Living on the road, applause, screams, and flowers are his most common living conditions——

He is Rukawa Mikado, a powerful singer who is popular throughout Japan, the focus of news and scandals, a superstar whose every move receives excessive attention.

In front of Xia Qing, he naturally gave up his arrogance and pride, and was willing to be her servant, serving her attentively, lest she feel even the slightest bit neglected.

"Yu, I have left 'HR'. The artists under it have dispersed one after another. Apart from Xiao Ya, you are the only one left." Xia Qing tilted her head slightly, looking at him with a somewhat absent-minded look, obviously not interested.

Focus all your attention on what you are saying.

I have heard about this for a long time, but it is not new news that should be surprising.

Rukawa Yu shrugged his shoulders, made a so-so gesture, and sent the hot ginger tea to her to put away. Then he sat opposite Xia Qing and watched with a smile as she sipped the hot soup he cooked by himself.

Drive away the cold, showing a slightly proud look.

"Your contract termination letter is also ready and can be picked up at any time." After catching a cold, it was really enjoyable to drink a cup of hot tea. Xia Qing squinted her eyes comfortably, and her mood gradually improved.

"Are you kidding me? I didn't do anything wrong, so why should I terminate the contract?" Rukawa Yu speaks fluent Chinese, with a smooth accent and a slight Beijing accent unique to the imperial capital. He doesn't look like a Japanese super idol, but more like a Japanese super idol.

He is a fashionable second-generation rich man who can be seen everywhere on the streets of the imperial capital. "Miss, I have just made some progress here. You can't leave me at this time." He bowed his hands and nodded. It was flattering, as if he was really flattering.

He was very afraid that he would be abandoned at any time in Tokyo, where he had a successful career, and that he would fend for himself at any time.

"I won't be an agent now." Her natural pride made her unwilling to tell the whole story in detail, and she only stubbornly gave the final result.

"You're not going to be an agent in the imperial capital, right? Then come to Japan. The eldest lady will help you a lot and give me a chance to live like a world superstar." Simply developing in Japan has long been unable to satisfy his surging passion.

, Rukawa Yu made no secret of his ambition, "I will never let the eldest lady down."

"You do have confidence in me." Xia Qing looked calm and handed the empty cup over, gesturing for him to add another cup. She was obviously very satisfied with this slightly improved private drink.