Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 653

Emily took the subway back to the TV station, being preoccupied with her own thoughts. Anyway, she was just his wife on agreements, he didn't have to report to her whether he went on business trip or traveled abroad. What he did was perfectly justified!

Although she told herself this in her heart, when she stepped into the office building, she couldn't help but take out her cell phone.

She hesitated for a while on the word "Simon", and then she dialed the number subconsciously.

As she heard the beeping sound, she held her breath nervously.

He hadn't been picked up for a long time. At this time, the elevator door opened, and her colleague Tina was running out with two cameras on her shoulder. "Emily, you are back! Come on, our chief editor just gave me an urgent task. Come with me!"

"Okay!" Emily hung up the phone in a hurry and helped to pick up the camera.

The place of interview was set in a private place. The main task assigned to them was to interview an old painter of the contemporary art. Since it was a newly opened public welfare program, every department attached great importance to it. It took them a lot of effort to get the old painter agreed to be interviewed.

For inspiration, the old painter took an hour to boat on the lake every afternoon, so the interview was fixed on the boat.

Since the boat wasn't large and spacious, and the boatman could only agree for one more person added, Emily carried one camera. 'Til do it! Tina, you shoot us and scenery around on the shore for publicity!"

"Okay!" Tina nodded.

After they clarified their own tasks, they officially stated the interview.

This place had a dense growth of evergreen trees. With breeze passing by, the lake glittered in the sunlight. Seeing from the shore, the scenery was incomparable. After they paddled out across the middle of the lake, they stopped with the best light, which was near to the opposite bank.

Half an hour later, Emily closed the microphone in her hand. "Okay, that's all. Mr. White, thank you for your cooperation!"

"My pleasure!" The old painter waved his hand with a smile.

"Ill put the machine away first, and then when we go back to the shore, could you please tape a short video for follow-up editing for me?" After saying that, Emily got up and tried to turn off the camera on the bow.

When she stood up again, she thought something on her had been scraped off. She moved slightly to figure out what it was, and then heard a very light "puff" sound. At the same time, tiny ripples quivered across the surface of the lake.

"Oh no!"

Emily couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

Seeing this, the old painter bent over and asked with concern, "What happened? Did something fall off?"

When Emily just straightened up, she felt that her neck was strangled. So when she raised her hand and touched her neck again, her necklace was gone as expected. "My necklace..."

What she heard just now should be the sound of it falling into the lake.

"Give it up!" The old painter sighed, shook his head and said, "I lost a paintbrush a few days ago. It sank so I couldn't find it. It's my favorite. I hired people to salvage it for a whole afternoon, but... Oh my God, young girl!"

Under the shocked gaze of the old painter, Emily directly jumped into the lake.

"Plop -"

Water splashed onto the boat.