"Oh, my goodness, Xueru can even sing such an explosive song," Tang Shuwen shook his head; he thought Chen Xueru only knew how to sing those low and middle range, lingering love songs.
Su Ran clapped her hands, "Ladies, get a bit more twisty, sing while belly dancing; challenging yourselves wouldn't be too bad, and if you need a dance partner, I'm available."
Tang Shuwen and Ye Feimo looked over, one with a beaming smile, the other with an expressionless face, prompting Su Ran to twist around and hide behind Producer Gu.
Everyone played until very late before dispersing, Wen Nuan had some drinks, her cheeks flushed, tipsy but not drunk, her gaze blurry. Ye Feimo hugged her as they walked, singing off-key all the way.
A slight smile curled at the corners of Ye Feimo's mouth; she was very happy today.
"Feimo, I want milk tea," Wen Nuan cooed when they drove past a roadside shelter.
