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As If His Soul Had Been Sucked Out

Their acting skills were on par with each other, and they had performed extremely well. It was Jennie's performance in particular that had completely brought them into the scene, and washed away all their bias against her.

The fans who had been wishing from the start that Jennie wouldn't touch their dearest idol, had now changed to fervently wishing that she would hurry up and do it. Seeing her about to do it, they were as excited as if they were the ones doing the deed.

Of course, after getting back to their senses, they were dismissive of Jennie as usual. All of them surrounded V, showing their concern and asking after him, while praising his acting skills.

Today, other than Nancy, the one who was the most depressed was most likely Jackson.

He had previously occupied the highest position in the crew, and had been enjoying the warm welcome of the girls. Now that V was here, all their attention had been sucked over to him, while he sat out here in the cold.

The happiest person was naturally the director.

Today, Jennie and V tried out a few scenes, and all of them ended up extremely successful. The chemistry between the two was as if they had collaborated together over a hundred times.

Jennie's day could be summed up in two phrases: surging forward with great momentum, life after calamity.

When they were about to wrap up for the day, V was surrounded by a group of people who wanted to treat him to dinner and give him a warm welcome. Jennie was packing up her things when the phone in her bag rang.

The phone's display showed that it was Jisoo.

It was Jisoo who had forcefully saved his number into her phone just a few days ago.

What was this fellow doing, calling her at this time?

Jennie showed suspicion on her face as she hurriedly looked for a corner to take the call.

"Hello? Second Young Master?"

"Hello... Jennie... Jen... Jen..."

Jisoo's voice sounded as if he had completely run out of strength, as if his soul had been sucked out of his body...

Jennie was a little speechless, "What happened to you?"

"What happened... I was about to ask you just what happened! What did you do to my brother last night?" Jisoo exploded as he interrogated.

Jennie was completely confused, "Ah? What do you mean? What could I possibly have done to him?"

"If you didn't do anything to him, then why is he in a raging temper today? He's been holding a meeting since 8am until now, it's been twelve whole hours!"

"Uh... That's your company's business, and it has nothing to do with me, right? Maybe he has a lot to clear after returning to work from such a long break?"

"That's impossible. I've already known my brother for so long. I know what he's thinking with just one look. This definitely has something to do with you! You're the one who caused this! He's about to torture everyone in this company to death!" Jisoo was absolutely certain that it was her fault.

Jennie was really wronged, she spoke with a helpless expression, "I really didn't do anything!"

The only thing that had happened last night, was going to the airport to pick up V, and meeting Lisa while showering at V's house...

Don't tell me that was it?

But he seemed to be normal after that?

"I don't care, I don't care! It must be because of you! This was your fault, so it's your responsibility to settle it! Otherwise we won't let you off after we die and turn into ghosts! The chief of our finance department already fainted from the torture, his ghost must be on its way to find you..."

Jennie: "..."

What the heck! What was this? She had been shot out of the blue...

What was she going to do now?

Did she have any way to save them?

Wasn't this a huge joke?

As Jennie was worrying her head off, she received a message.

Jisoo had sent her two photos.

One was of an unconscious man getting dragged away by the ambulance. The other was of a meeting room, and everyone sitting at that meeting table had a terrified expression like they were about to face interrogation and execution. The great demon king sitting at the head of the table was practically the living King of Hell judging them!

Jennie could even feel that sinister, cold aura through the photos...