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Zhen Shuer's body instantly stiffened. She wondered how she would meet this lowly person.

Huang Wei An sneered as she glanced at Zhen Shuer, revealing a thought-provoking smile, as if she had seen through everything. After that, he walked straight to the makeup chair that Emily had just gotten up from, and sat down in a loud voice, as if he was very familiar with Emily. He began to rearrange his makeup there.

This was completely disregarding Emily. The current Emily was about to erupt. If it was anyone else, it would be fine, but this Huang Wei An, who had always relied on her power to bully others, actually dared to touch his head. Did he really think that he could be as easily bullied as Zhen Shuer?

Yan Yueyue frowned, wanting to stop Huang Wei An from sitting beside Emily. However, since Huang Weian was also an artiste in the company, he was just a small manager.

He then gave Emily a meaningful glance and said: "Let's go." Moreover, it was time to go to Hua Mei Corporation. Seeing her dissuading eyes, Emily looked at Huang Wei An unwillingly. In the end, he decided to just forget it and took his bag from the makeup table and prepared to leave.

"Hua Mei company's audition? Didn't Zhen Shuer choose? " Wei An covered her lips with a lily-white lid, while Big Sister Yuan combed her hair. She asked Emily leisurely, as if she did not care about it at all.

Out of the corner of her eye, Emily noticed Zhen Shuer in the corner. SShe saw Shu-er looking like she was struck by lightning, as her fingers moved along the armrest of the makeup chair for a while. She sighed in her heart. It was definitely not a good thing for this Huang Weian to appear. He had to think of a way!

"Sister Su'er!" What's wrong with you?! "

The assistant Xiao Zhu suddenly shouted, causing everyone to look over, Zhen Shuer's forehead was drenched in perspiration, her face was pale white, as though she had fainted. Hearing Little Zhu's shout, she struggled to wave her hand, struggling to stand up. Her body swayed, and she sat back down heavily.

"She's really sick," Huang Wei An said with a smile that was not a smile. A cold light flashed in her eyes, "Zhen Shuer, do you think that every time she feigns to be pitiful, she'll be able to get away with it?"

Zhen Shuer's face turned pale white, she bit her lips hard, her forehead and neck were covered in perspiration, she looked as if she was sick. Xiao Zhu nervously ran to the water to get the medicine, knocking over the paper cup in a panic, sprinkling the table, the dressing room was in a mess all of a sudden. At this moment, Zhen Shuer was thinking that she couldn't use it often to pretend to be sick, but at the same time, she felt a little guilty. Could it be that Huang Wei An knew what was the reason for him to speak so sarcastically and sarcastically?

Emily quietly withdrew her gaze from Zhen Shuer, but she was still worried about him. Because it was almost noon, on the way, Emily said to Yan Yueyue, "Yue Yue Yue, why don't I interview you and go back to see Shu-er! I'm so worried about him, and that Huang Weian is still here! " When she spoke of Huang Wei An and Emily, sher eyes were filled with anger. Hearing that Emily was so silly and worried about Zhen Shuer, he couldn't help but think secretly in her heart: As expected of Zhen Shuer, his acting skills really aren't exaggerated! But Zhen Shuer's performance is truly strange! Could it be that there is some unspeakable secret! " Just telling Emily the whole story, that Zhen Shuer was pretending to be sick, he had used this kind of method who knows how many times.

Only now did Emily calm down, Emily was also looking at the advertising documents seriously, although she had already looked through it a few days ago. At this moment, she only wanted her husband to stop being jealous.

Thus, he dialed Su Ming Zhe's number.

"Hubby, when are you coming back? So that I can get the Wang Ma to cook for you?" Emily hurriedly asked.

Su Ming Zhe frowned. What tricks was this girl trying to pull this time, but it was rare for her to be so concerned about himself. Naturally, Su Ming Zhe was very pleased and used his watch to subconsciously say: "7 points."

"Alright, I'll cook for you today." Emily said and hung up.

Su Ming Zhe laughed helplessly. In this world, only this girl could control his emotions. It was still cold and angry just a moment ago, but now, the corner of his mouth raised into a faint smile. How rare.

This was the first time Su Ming Zhe felt that time had passed so slowly. After looking at his watch several times, Su Ming Zhe finally got up and left at 6: 20 PM.

Xiao Feng who was busy outside saw this and was shocked, the CEO was known for being a workaholic. Normally, you would have liked to work overtime. Today, the sun had risen from the west.

"CEO, you-" Xiao Feng hesitated, but still called out.

"I have something to attend to today, so you should head back as soon as possible." Su Ming Zhe snorted, and turned to leave.

"CEO, please wait." Xiao Feng hurriedly walked over. Take a look at this document.

"Put it there. Alright, you should get off work as well." Su Ming Zhe threw down his words and left.

It wasn't until the CEO left that Xiao Feng reacted. The CEO was rushing home. As expected, a marriage was different, so he decided that he must properly curry favor with Emily in the future. Only then would he be able to preserve his own life.

At home, when Emily heard the sounds of the cars at the gate, he rushed out excitedly.

Just as Su Ming Zhe got off the car, he saw a little girl wearing an apron running towards him. Before he could stand steadily, Emily jumped into his embrace, "Hubby, I missed you so much."

Su Ming Zhe was startled, the bottom of his eyes revealed a satisfied smile. However, it was rare for this girl to be so proactive. Usually, at times like this, she would have something up his sleeve. Su Ming Zhe did not expose her, smelling the faint scent of shampoo in Emily's hair, the tiredness in his body instantly disappeared.

"Hmm, what did you cook today?" Su Ming Zhe asked.

Only then did Emily let go of him, "Of course it's your favorite Mud Duck, the taste is amazing. I learned it from the Wang Ma and there are still a lot of dishes.

With that, Emily dragged Su Ming Zhe and walked back to his room.

Seeing her holding onto him, the smile in Su Ming Zhe's eyes became even wider, and she pulled him towards the kitchen.

Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, the charming and handsome Jun Yan became even more suspicious: "No matter how I look at it, all of these dishes were cooked by the Wang Ma. Are you sure you made it?"

Hearing that, Emily was unwilling: "Do you look down on me by saying that? Since I said I would cook for you, I will not steal the Wang Ma's contribution.