We Got Married

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Every time Rose remembered last night's events, she would turn grumpy. With a snap, she broke the pencil she was holding in two, making her even angrier as she threw the pieces into the bin.

The script she was holding in her other hand crumpled, moments away from being ripped into shreds.

Lisa took her coffee and walked to Mina , whispering: "What's wrong with her?"

"I don't know, she's been like that all morning. I wanted to ask you, didn't she see you perform last night?" Mina asked.

"I was about to go look for her after the show, but she called me and said she had something to do. she left first." Lisa and Mina looked at each other, curiosity and the thirst for gossip obvious in their eyes.

Lisa went over and rapped on Rose's table.

"What?" Rose looked up to Lisa.

"Squeeze a little more, and I think you'll break all the pencils in your pencil case." Lisa pointed at the trash bin.

Rose looked down and was startled to see several broken pencils in the bin. Depressed, she finally put down the papers in her hand. She needed a break.

"What happened last night?" Lisa asked.

Rose regained her spirit as she looked up to Lisa. She thought for a moment and said: "Nothing, I just met an old friend."

Her black history that is chubby girl must never see the light of day.

"What about your murder bag? Why don't you have it today?" She had been so proud of that bag when she showed it off to Lisa, Rose should be using it for weeks, not for just one night.

"Oh, that bag, I think you're right in the end. It's a little dangerous, and I'm always near a pregnant woman, I have to be careful." Rose explained.

Lisa looked at her with suspicion, then looked back towards Mina. Mina shrugged her shoulders clearly not believing Xiaoyue's answer.

Ring...

Rose picked up her phone and when she saw the screen her face scrunched. She took her phone and rushed out of the room.

"There's something fishy!" Lisa asserted.

"Very fishy!' Mina agreed as she nodded.

Meanwhile, Rose entered an empty dubbing room and helplessly answered her phone: "What are you calling me for?"

"You don't seem very happy that I called." Jimin arched an eyebrow as he comfortably sat down on the sofa.

"If you have something to say, just say it!" Rose said impatiently. Thinking of her dark past, her face turned weird.

"There's nothing, it's just that I'm in Shanghai and I haven't had the time to look around. Do you have time to be my tour guide today?" Jimin laughed.

"Nope!" Rose didn't even hesitate as she answered.

"Are you still angry at me for calling you chubby back then?" Jimin speculated.

"How forgetful are you? You did more than that," Rose said fiercely, "You said I had some sort of disease and made me believe I had to eat swan meat to get better."

"Oh, ha ha..." Jimin couldn't help but chuckle. "How do you remember things that happened so long ago? Weren't you 5 at the time?"

"I think it's 3 year-olds that can't retain memories." Rose said sarcastically.

Jimin laughed, enjoying himself. That chubby girl grew into a beautiful, powerful and fun woman.

"That...since you weren't 3 back then, you should remember that day when you said you were going to marry me?"