Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 401

Awkwardness flitted across Emily’s face as she was rendered speechless. Thereafter, her shrewd eyes flashed with a hint of disgust and resentment.Has he looked in a mirror before? How could he have the nerve to strike up a conversation with me?

As soon as Emily saw that it was yet another man with the same beer belly, she hastily rejected with an excuse. “Mr. Miller, excuse me, but I’ll need to use the washroom first!” Brian understood the underlying meaning of Emily’s words, so he mediated the situation by saying, “Mr. Miller, let’s not get involved in these young people’s affairs. Let’s leave it to these young people to sort it out themselves.”

“You’re right!” The man named Mr. Miller smiled affably.

Emily, who had gone to the washroom, couldn’t help but feel her stomach churn when she recalled the scene from just now. She looked at herself in the mirror and started admiring how fair and beautiful her skin was and how elegant her temperament was. Then, she compared herself to the one who called himself Mr. Miller’s son just now and retched.He’s crazy to think a toad like him could get a swan like me!

When Emily returned to the banquet hall, Hilbert’s assistant had already gone on stage. He stood on the stage in a black suit and held a microphone in his hand. With an excited smile, he began to announce, “Ladies and gentlemen, I am delighted that you have graced us with your presence for tonight’s banquet. The purpose of this banquet is for us to introduce someone to you.” After saying that, his gaze shifted to Emily, then he continued, “Our main character for the night is here. A round of applause for her, please!”

walked to the center of the banquet hall elegantly. “I’m coming.” Her voice was

wonderful! Emily took the microphone from Hilbert’s assistant while the dazzling light shone on her shimmering

expression was bland; no emotion could

her identity straightaway, not giving the public any time to speculate and gossip. Hilbert pursed his lips, then nodded. “Emily, perform a piano piece for everyone to start off tonight’s banquet!” As he spoke, the guests

I hope that I’ll be able to get everyone’s approval after my performance.” With that, Emily walked to the piano edged in gold

asked his assistant coldly, “Didn’t you tell Emily to change the music piece? Why is it still ‘Obsession’?” He had heard Emily play it in person a few days ago, and the result was not satisfactory at all.Why

audience was full of professional

don’t think I’ve heard of this ‘Obsession’

Is it an