Arthur looked at the pink girl in front of him, and his heartfelt strange. He lowered his voice and asked her calmly, "Emma, do you owe me an explanation?"

"Explain what?" Emma looked Arthur in the eye with a pair of big innocent eyes.

"Tell me, why do you want to go to the string bar?" Arthur squinted at her, eyes full of serious doubts.

"I'm going to play. There's fun there. Why can't I go?" Emma said with her head tilted.

"You say it again?" Arthur gritted his teeth and stared angrily at her. He did not believe in her.

"I didn't say anything wrong. I did go to...