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If Cui Lao knew Emma a long time ago, then he should have known that he looked exactly like Emma.

 "Know!" Joseph said lightly, but the look in his eyes was full of deep meaning that Emily couldn't understand.

 "Know?" Emily was surprised. If Cui Lao really knew Emma a long time ago, why didn't he mention to her that there was a girl in the world who looked exactly like her?

 "Do you have any photos here?" Emily asked. She suddenly became curious at this moment. Does the girl really look exactly like her?

 "Yes!" Joseph handed his phone to Emily directly.

 Emily flipped through the group photos on it. Emma in the photo really looks exactly like herself.

 Her smile was so innocent and bright, as if it outshined the beautiful sunshine.

 And Joseph, who was beside her, had a smile on his handsome face that was so warm and charming.

 It seemed that these two people were a perfect match. No one in the world looked more like a couple than these two.

 Emily's heart actually gave rise to a trace of bitterness.

 It seemed that Joseph loved this girl named Emma very much. Otherwise, how could such a cold person like him have such a warm smile on his face that could melt people's hearts.

 Suddenly I envied this perfect couple!

 She looked at the pictures quietly. To be honest, she had no memory of Joseph or this girl.

 Emily knew very well that the Emma he was looking for was not her.

 Until the last few pictures, which were taken by the indoor swimming pool in the manor.

 Emma in the picture was wearing a beautiful swimsuit, and there happened to be a picture that showed the red mole on her back.

 Emily's eyes were slightly choked. It must be said that she and Emma not only looked exactly the same, but also like replicas.

 Even the position of the red mole was not tilted at all.

 Such a girl who looked exactly like herself lived in Joseph's house, and Mr. Cui also knew her, but why did he never mention it to her?

 What was going on?

 Emily slowly raised her head and looked at the man sitting opposite.

 He seemed calm and reserved at the moment, just sitting there quietly, but he exuded a natural kingly aura, which made people feel that he had a wild charm all around him. Just a glance from a distance would easily make people fall for him.

 Not to mention Emily, who was so honored to sit opposite him, dine with him, and spend every day with him.

 "Here's your phone!" Emily heard her relatively calm voice, and her heart was stirred up with layers of bitter ripples.

 At this moment, she really understood that all his kindness and favor to her were all because of the woman who looked exactly like her, Emma.

 Maybe her brother was right, and James was right too. When she was by his side, she only needed to temporarily regard him as a guardian angel and must not be tempted.

 Emily's bitterness at this time reminded her that she had been quietly tempted, and seemed to be a little bit fallen.

 A mocking and bitter smile hung on the corner of her lips. It turned out that she was so easily attached to a man. It turned out that she was a bit fickle!

 Joseph reached out to take the phone, frowning slightly.

 Why did her tone suddenly carry a hint of chill?

 At the moment when Emily's fingertips touched his fingertips, she suddenly felt a warmth on her wrist. 

She raised her eyelids and saw that his big hand suddenly held her hand that was about to be withdrawn.

 Her eyebrows could not help but twist. His sudden warmth easily touched her heartstrings, like poison, addictive, and she didn't want to let go.

 Joseph's clear black eyes stared at her with tenderness and affection.

 Emily lowered her eyes, trying to avoid his focused and affectionate eyes, she couldn't bear it.

 "Are you unhappy?" Joseph was such a shrewd person, he had a clear insight into her every smile.

 "No!" Emily was unwilling to admit that she felt the desolate mood when she realized that she was a substitute in Joseph's eyes.

 "If I had known that you would have some other thoughts after seeing these photos, I would not have shown them to you." Joseph said to Emily gently.

 Emily pursed her lips, did not look up, and still lowered her eyes. Her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "No, I don't have any other thoughts."

 Seeing that she did not admit it, Joseph did not ask again.

 He let go of Emily's hand, stood up, and slowly walked towards her.

 Emily's hand was empty, her eyelids jumped suddenly, as if the warmth was also taken away, and a touch of loss suddenly passed through her heart.

 The next second, she heard his footsteps gradually approaching, and she suddenly raised her head. 

The tall and straight figure of the man, like a sky, blocked all the light in the study. Emily only felt that she was covered by his figure, and her heart inexplicably bounced a few times as if an electric current passed through it.

 Joseph leaned over, holding her cheek with his slightly cool hands. His gentle and affectionate black eyes were filled with doting, and he looked at her intently. 

At such a close distance, the sight was unavoidable. Emily looked deeply into his eyes, where she saw her own shrunken figure. 

His masculine and clear fragrance filled her nose, noble and charming. 

"Do you think I treat you as a substitute for Emma?" Just as Emily was intoxicated by the man's beautiful face, his warm and magnetic voice came slowly. 

Emily tilted her head slightly, and her eyelashes trembled involuntarily. He seemed to really understand all her thoughts. 

She pursed her lips tightly, but didn't know how to answer him at this moment.

 "Isn't it?" Emily thought for a while before saying faintly.