Zhen Sihao is taking Emmi's jacket off when she opens her eyes, they are glassy and unfocused. She reaches up and puts her arms around his neck, "Wang Hao, am I pretty?"
His Adam's apple rolls while tenderly gazing at her beautiful face flushed red from the wine. "Very pretty."
She intensely peers into his dark unfathomable eyes, "Do I have a beautiful voice?"
"Yes. Let me take your jacket off."
She holds out her arms and he slides off the jacket. Emmi sighs, "That is why they hate me."
Emmi leans on him, "Wang Hao."
"Hmm.."
She suddenly tugs on his shirt, "Kiss me."
"..."
When he doesn't respond she pouts and tears form in her eyes. She has an aggrieved expression and appears very fragile. "No one has given me a kiss goodnight since my Grandfather died."
He comes to his senses, the little girl is drunk, she feels wronged and alone. He kisses her on the forehead, "Now be good and go to sleep."
