C3 A Woman Who Had Affected His Sleep for Twenty Years

Mi Su stayed in the room and practiced for a long time. When she was in the room, it was easy for her to read these lines. According to the character's settings, it was easy to grasp the accuracy of her emotions.

Just think of her in the studio with the director and a bunch of staff listening...

That picture...

She withdrew her thoughts, not daring to think any further!

However...

When she thought about the bills, Mi Su looked like a warrior about to go to war. Her whole body was shining with a dazzling light of justice.

She was a hard-working Chinese citizen!

She's a dedicated voice actor!

She's...

Well...

She yawned and fell asleep with her head on the bed and her eyes closed.

The next day.

Mi Su went to the supermarket and bought a bunch of daily necessities to go home.

At night, she received a call from her best friend Xia Anan. She hurriedly put on a coat and carried her backpack as she left the house.

When they arrived at their destination, Xia Anan leaned against a relatively quiet spot. She had already ordered a bunch of fragrant kebabs, and there was a can of beer on the table.

It was midnight, and the stalls were full.

Xia Anan opened a can of beer. Her face was red from drinking the beer. She took a few bites of the meat roughly and said with a hoarse voice, "Celebrate the completion of my work and the reward!"

Mi Su paused when she sat down. "Anan, what happened to your throat?"

Xia Anan angrily bit down on the food in her mouth. Her originally clear and melodious voice became hoarse, but it was not unpleasant to hear. Instead, it carried an alluring charm, "I was at the recording studio today, howling all night."

... ""

The role Xia Anan received was an anti-Japanese drama. She did not have many lines, but she had a lot of words to say, "Charge!" especially when she had to shout loudly to create the effect of justice and heroism.

It was no wonder her throat had been torn.

Mi Su sympathized with him.

They drank and chatted.

As she spoke, Mi Su talked about the script the director had given her.

Xia Anan smiled vulgarly. Not only did she not sympathize, she even gloated, "The director has good taste. Your voice is really suitable for that kind of tune. If I were a man..."

Mi Su bit on the kebabs and glared at her fiercely!

When they were almost done eating, the two of them held their heads drunk and stared at each other.

Suddenly, a few black Bentley cars stopped.

A group of men in black suits got out of the car and quickly cleared the area.

In the blink of an eye, only Mi Su and Xia Anan were left at the scene.

In the middle of the black Bentley was a Rolls-Royce Silver Succubus.

Linfeng walked down first and opened the door to the back seat.

Rong Jinchu did not close his eyes for three days. There was a faint green color under his eyes and he smelled spiciness. He took out the handkerchief that was folded in his jacket pocket and covered his mouth and nose.

Even so, the displeasure accumulated between his brows didn't diminish.

The neon lights fell on his 188cm height, causing the figure on the ground to be slanted and long.

He was wearing a hand-cut black suit with golden cuff links that reflected a luxurious glow.

Her delicate face was as cold as the moon at this moment.

He walked towards Mi Su.

Mi Su's drunk eyes were hazy and her fair cheeks were flushed red. Her clear eyes landed on the figure that blocked her line of sight. Her pink lips were seductive because she ate the chili pepper, causing others to have a shallow taste of her.

Rong Jinchu squinted his eyes and held his breath.

Almost without needing either of them to speak first, he determined who was the woman who had affected his twenty years of sleep.

His deep voice was filled with certainty.

"Mi Su."