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"You …" Qiao Yusi looked at Emily and the two willow shaped eyebrows that she painstakingly drew furrowed slightly. She remembered, no wonder she felt that he looked so familiar. However, she still had a clear relationship with the public, so he began to interview the three of them.

In the first round of the interview, Shen Qiang lost and only Emily remained. He was so happy that he had ruined Yan Yueyue's life by saying that he wanted to help Emily celebrate, but he did not see Zhen Shuer's face contort to such an extent that he could not even look at him anymore.

"Of course it's to celebrate tonight." Yan Yueyue was so happy that it was as if this spokesperson had completely forgotten about Zhen Shuer's existence.

Of course, Emily was also extremely excited, she couldn't help but to call Su Ming Zhe out to accompany him in celebrating.

Yan Yueyue proposed to toast Emily in the semifinals!

Emily only took a sip of the wine. Su Ming Zhe wanted to stop him, but he was a step too late.

Even though the other party was only drinking, this damned girl actually took a sip. She really thought of herself as a wine jar. "You're not allowed to drink anymore. If you want to drink, just drink juice."

"Don't worry, I'm famous for not getting drunk." Emily gave him a comforting smile.

"Why are you so protective of her, alcohol capacity is cultivated." "Damned girl, how about we execute our punches? Who lost? Who drank?" Yan Yueyue suggested.

After so many years, Yan Yueyue had lost to this damned girl, so of course she wanted to regain some face.

"Fine, I'm afraid you won't succeed, but my husband won't let me drink." As Emily said this, she looked at Su Ming Zhe ingratiatingly. Her gloomy expression did not decrease in the slightest.

Drink it, it's the best. Drunk.

Hearing this, the charming eyes of Su Ming Zhe, who was originally stopping her, turned deep in an instant. If this girl drank too much, wouldn't he be able to eat tofu tonight? Thinking up to here, Su Ming Zhe's cold and unhappy expression eased up a little: "I can only drink a little."

"Alright, husband is good enough for you." Emily's face was filled with excitement. In the end, he lost to Yan Yueyue and drank half a cup.

He never thought that Yan Yueyue would agree to it. Although it was a loss, as long as she could save face, Yan Yueyue would accept it.

The two of them started to swing their fists, and every single time, it would be Emily who won.

"Stupid girl, is it interesting for you to keep winning? Besides, your luck won't be as good as it is now, right?" Yan Yueyue pursed her lips and snorted.

"No sh * t. Big Sis has been practicing for twenty years." Emily's face was full of pride.

"Tsk, you're only nineteen, and you're actually saying that you've been punching for twenty years? Could it be that you already learned slashing in your mother's stomach, and you were just a little bean sprout at that time?" Yan Yueyue curled her lips.

When the words came out, the juice that Emily had just drunk sprayed out abruptly onto Yan Yueyue's face.

"Ah, damn girl, you did that on purpose." Yan Yueyue was furious, she shouldn't have played games with her.

Emily laughed awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, wasn't your words too funny, causing me to burst out laughing." As she spoke, she took a tissue to help him clean it.

"Stupid girl, I think you're really sincere. You're so disgusting. Don't wipe it off, go back and change. You'll have to get up early tomorrow. " Yan Yueyue said.

"Alright, then we'll be going back." Su Ming Zhe said with a snort.

Then, she carried Emily home.

The next day, Emily just went out and didn't know anything else. When she woke up again, it was already afternoon. The cold sunlight shined on the abandoned warehouse. A black car was parked in front of the entrance.

Emily carefully thought back to what had just happened. Just as she was about to leave for Hua Mei Corporation, a black car suddenly stopped by her side. The car door opened, and a hand suddenly stretched out to grab her. Then, with a pungent smell, a handkerchief was pressed against her nose and mouth. It was ether, and she was alarmed and struggled, but the big man held her tight. She wanted to cry out for help, but ether had already rushed into her breathing.

In a split-second, she could only choose to hold her breath and try her best to resist the ether's anesthesia, pretending to be unconscious as she went limp.

He fell heavily to the ground. He was still groaning in pain while he was unconscious. His face was white and his body was unconsciously curled up.

The two burly men closed the iron gate.

A faint voice came from the conversation:

"You won't be able to escape …"

"She's been drinking so much ether that she won't be able to wake up for a few hours …"

"Hee hee …"

The sunlight passed through the iron window of the storehouse and shone on the girl's curled up body. It was cold and chilly.

At this time, Yan Yueyue dejectedly heard the nineteenth time from her phone, "I'm sorry, the user that you have dialed has turned off." What was Emily doing? The audition will start at half past three. Why hasn't she arrived yet?! "

Yan Yueyue was anxious and angry. Since she did not dare to ask what Zhen Shuer should do, she could only dial Emily's cell phone once more. Sorry, the user you have dialed is down. " Yan Yueyue was sweating anxiously, she almost wanted to throw her phone on the ground.

"Why isn't Emily here yet?"

Zhen Shuer looked at the anxious Yan Yueyue.

"I don't know," Yan Yueyue scratched her head anxiously. "I couldn't contact her, no one answered her family's phone, her phone was turned off as well."

"Does she know when the audition will be?" Zhen Shuer deliberately asked.

"Got it." She had specifically called Emily last night to ask if she needed some accessories or not. She only smiled and said that there was no need, but hearing her voice, Yan Yueyue seemed to be very confident, and thus, she felt at ease. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen? If she had known earlier, she would have accompanied him out.

"Emily is someone who knows his limits." Zhen Shuer thought for a while, "Don't worry, she will definitely arrive on time."

"Really?" Yan Yueyue clasped her hands together and prayed with all her might.

Zhen Shuer silently sat in front of the dressing mirror, the makeup artist carefully helped her comb her noble and elegant princess hair. She raised her head to look at the clock on the wall. It was 3: 10 PM, and because she had raised her head, the makeup artist accidentally grabbed hold of the power in her hands and pulled on Zhen Shuer's hair, causing her to frown in pain.

"I'm sorry, Miss Zhen."

The makeup artist hurriedly apologized.

Zhen Shuer acted like she did not hear anything as she looked at the entire makeup room through the mirror. There were no one in the remaining two makeup areas. On each of the makeup tables, there were delicate golden rose inscriptions that were placed coldly. "Miss Emily"