After many days of interrogation, Sean was already on the verge of a mental breakdown, he swung his body wildly in his chair, cursed for a long time and then suddenly signed the document, and then threw the pen away, "I only answer New York's questions." ”

"Yes."

Carl Lightman was overjoyed, "So you guys start talking about it when you go to New York?" We are not interested in the 200,000 stolen money of the Armenian gangs, you can rest assured. ”

"Me, Vic, and ......," Sean began to confess at 1510.

"Anything else? Come in, come in! ”

The man's pre-wedding party is naturally only attended by men, and the best men Al and Dillay are the planners, but the party in the United States is nothing more than wine, music, dancing, and flirting with each other, and they can't play with flowers, the only difference is that Dillay and Al are now very rich, and they can naturally get the best service.

“Hi，APLUS。”

The beuphorous girls swam in at El's beckoning and began to dance around a few people, but unlike the other dances, of course, this is the stripping bar.

"Let's party!" Delai hugged Song Ya and handed him a glass of wine, "We won't get drunk today." ”

"Say it's okay not to make trouble." Vulgar fans can't move themselves, Song Ya saw that he and Al and the others had already drunk a little, and they were a little high.

"Don't worry!"

Amid the deafening music, Al said yes loudly, pulling open the bag he was placing on the box seat, "Hey! You're a bit perfunctory. Shout at the girls.

"It's only afternoon, Al." The girls usually come to the spirit in the evening.

Without saying a word, Al took out a handful of green bills from his bag and threw them directly.

The girls were happy, screaming and twisting the dance floor where the rice knives were flying.

The life of a rich person is so drunk and boring, Song Ya smiled and half lay on the sofa, admiring and drinking, he is under a lot of mental pressure now, and he really needs to relax.

However, he remembered his fiancée, who might be playing the same game, and his face changed, and he couldn't be happy.

Las vegas.

"Boys, come in!"

He expected it to be good, the pre-wedding party was not going to be a show, and Brenda had already set the show, and in the evening, Las Vegas dancers with excellent figures and suits and leather shoes also rushed in, and even the reaction was similar, and Patty Labelle and the others who were around Mariah Carey screamed with excitement and excitement.

The women got together and had more fun than the men, and Brenda brought a lot of bills and smiled and stuffed them into each dancer's belt.

The music started and the dancers jumped.

"It's not enough, it's not enough." Patti LaBelle was already smiling, but still dissatisfied.

'Whew! ’

At the same time as the rhythm of the music accelerated, the dancers suddenly showed their standard eight-pack abs, and it turned out that the shirts on their bodies were just the kind of performance props with only a cloth on the chest, and the music, wine, and strong hormonal smell diffused.

"Oh, oh, that's not enough!"

Patti LaBelle wanted to see more, "Mimi, don't hold back, let that man die, we're here to have fun in Las Vegas." She didn't react much when she saw that only Maria Kelly was carrying the wine.

"You and Brenda won't let them ......," Mariah Carey said, worried, gesturing at the dancers in front of her.

"You're so afraid of him getting angry?" Patti Label asked.

"I'll be afraid of him?"

Mariah Carey retorted, but her expression immediately became tangled, "It's just that I miss him a little." ”

"Alas, a woman in love......," lamented Patti Label, "how long has it been since we were apart?" Then just say a soft word in front of him before you come, and give a little assurance, and he won't be so angry. ”

"Hmph......" she took a sip of her wine proudly.

"Ahhh

As soon as the lights dimmed, the dancers took off their suits and threw them away, and Brenda caught one and screamed heartlessly again.

Patti LaBelle also started to get high, twisting the bucket waist onto the dance floor and twisting with the boy he loved.

Mariah Carey smiled forcefully, and she glanced at the female assistant a little helplessly.

Here in Chicago, Song Ya is already a little dazed, and the fragrant show arranged by Al and DeLay has reached its fourth play, and now there is a wave of higher-quality and more scheming girls in front of him, as the brightest star in the bar, he began to be teased by the girls.

"I'm a little tired, Al."

He knew that it would not work if he continued like this, the more he drank, the weaker his self-control, and he didn't want to do anything sorry for his fiancée at this time, "I want to rest early." ”

"You won't, will you? Brother, the night is still long, we will be happy until dawn! Big A drunkenly hugged the two girls over and interjected, "Wait a minute, it's my turn to design the show." ”

"Well, forget it, I'd better go back, Al."

A show designed by Big A? Song Ya didn't dare to stay and stood up.

"Hey, don't ruin the fun APLUS, it's your pre-wedding party......" DeLay advised.

"Come on, I'm a little tired." Song Ya could only keep apologizing to the best man and friends, which really disappointed the friends, and almost everyone explained it before they were able to get out, "Mawota, go back to Highland Park." ”

"Okay."

Mawota started the car and left the stripping bar, blending in with the traffic heading north, "with a car following the boss behind. He said, glancing in the rearview mirror.

"Those FBIs that old Mike said?" Song Ya endured the drunkenness and turned her head to look, "They don't hide it much." ”

"Do you want to get rid of them?" Mawota asked.

"Forget it, just drive home normally, when you don't find it." Song Ya replied.

In Las Vegas, the dancers are almost gone, they cover key areas with their hats, and the women laugh and laugh loudly in black accents.

When the most handsome lead dancer is only a meter away from him, "Enough." Mariah Carey raised her hand to stop the other person from jumping on the key parts that were getting closer and closer to her, "I can't do this, I don't like this." She stood up resolutely and walked out firmly.

"Where to go? Mimi？ ”

Everyone else stopped and looked at her.

"Go home, right away." She told the female assistant, "Let the crew prepare, and I'll leave when I arrive." ”

"But your little fiancé is in Chicago!" Patti Label shouted.

"Then go back to Chicago, you guys have fun, have fun." She didn't look back.

Soon, the beautiful wings of the Gulfstream 4SP disappeared over Las Vegas and flew in the direction of Chicago.

Mawota drove into Highland Park, "What's going on here?" Song Ya found that there was a lot of debris on the lawn, and some staff were cleaning up.

"Linda said that Taraghi just had a party here yesterday." Mawota replied, "It was just over yesterday, are you going to call the cleaning staff away?" ”

"No, you don't."

Song Ya remembered that she had promised to lend her this place for two days, "I'll just sleep here for one night, and I don't have to disturb others." ”

"I've already sent the letter."

Old Mike, who was chatting with Linda at the door, leaned into his ear and said, "This place has been checked again, and there is no sign of eavesdropping." ”

"Okay, I've been drinking a little too much, and I just want to get some good sleep."

He walked straight to the master bedroom, where he met Tarraghi, as well as Juliana Margareth......

"HEY, APLUS, SORRY, MY PARTY MADE A BIT OF A MESS OF YOU HERE."

Juliana Margareth was dressed up very beautiful today, she seemed to be settling accounts with the party company, and as soon as she handed the signed check to the other party, she rolled her eyes self-deprecatingly, "My salary can't afford to pay for the party here......"

"You're already a resident actor, and the ER's story has good ratings, and you won't be saying that for the next season."

Song Ya, who was leaning against the wall and waiting for Old Mike to open the door, smiled politely.

"I can only pray now that the screenwriter doesn't write my character to death again." She laughed too.

The wine came up, and Song Ya looked at the young and beautiful face in front of her, which looked like Alicia Xiao, and began to have a strange desire in her mind, that Mrs. Flock made her very unhappy today......

They both have similar hairstyles today......

Juliana and Alicia gradually merged into one in his vague vision.

"Come in and talk?"

The heart defense that has been held on until now suddenly collapsed, and the ghost made the god open his mouth to invite, which was very simple and rude.

It was the bedroom that was invited, and Juliana Margaret was stunned, she opened her mouth slightly, not knowing how to react, so she looked at Taragi beside her.

Old Mike, who had just pushed the door open, pouted when he heard this, but did not express his opinion.

"Okay."

The former assistant twisted his waist in surprise, and began to beat the side drum very experiencedly, "Juliana, talk to APLUS?" Didn't you dance together when you auditioned for My Life? I'll be with you. ”