"After all, this is the first time since you got married that you've won the most golden award, so it would be a real shame if Mr. Murphy doesn't attend."
When Violet heard Aimee's words, she raised her head and smiled, "He'll be attending, but a little later, probably when I get on stage."
Aimee nodded, "That's more like it, how could Mr. Murphy miss the award ceremony for his wife?"
"Didn't you just ask if he would attend, and now you're saying how he could possibly miss it, Aimee, I find you're quite good at finding excuse." Violet looked at her with amusement.
Aimee heatedly smiled, "We have to, so that we can be smooth in whatever circles."
"That's true." Violet did not deny it.
Aimee's eyes rolled and thought of something, coming closer to her, "Right Violet, you only woke up at noon today, did the gift I gave you good? How do you feel?"
Hearing this, Violet blushed, and with embarrassment, she slapped Aimee, "You still have the nerve to mention this, I was going to forget about it."
With that, Violet put her hands around Aimee's neck and shook her fiercely.
Aimee was dizzy from her shaking, she hurriedly opened her mouth to beg for mercy, "Violet ...... Violet, calm down, stop shaking, I'm dizzy, I should throw up later."
"You deserved it!" Violet grunted.
Although she said so, she still released Aimee with a soft heart, "Originally, I was quite looking forward to the gift you gave me, but I didn't expect that what you gave me was actually something like that."
Looking at Violet's flushed face, Aimee heatedly laughed, "Didn't I say, you and Mr. Murphy just got back together after a cold war, and are in need of enhancing your feelings, so I thought about it for a long time before I decided to send this, this is the most direct way to formalize your feelings, and I'm doing it for your own good. You don't thank me, you actually pinched me."
"You still say that." Violet glared at her, "Do you know that when I saw it last night, I almost died of shame, in short, you are not allowed to mention this matter again, or I am not going to let you go, do you hear me?"
She pointed at Aimee, giving a vicious warning.
Aimee spat out her tongue and reluctantly agreed, "Fine, fine, I know, just don't mention it."
"Good, or else when you get married later, I'll give you this too." Violet threatened.
She thought Aimee would be embarrassed and refuse in a hurry, but her eyes would light up and she nodded excitedly, "Okay, okay."
"......" When Violet saw her like this, she suddenly had nothing to say.
Shaking her head helplessly, Violet was too lazy to care about her.
The more you pay attention to her, the more immodest she becomes, and the more she might say something that would make you blush.
As she thought, Violet lowered her head and continued to look at her phone.
Aimee knew she didn't want to talk to her and wasn't offended because she knew very well that her best friend had a thinner skin, no more than herself.
Her own personality is immodest, and she knows it very well herself, as does her best friend.
Her best friend just didn't bother with her for fear that she would say something else inappropriate next, which she understood.
Soon, they arrived at the tournament hall and it was simply packed, with the press almost taking over the hall.
These media are not only foreign media, but also many media that have come over from home specifically for Violet.
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