Song Muyu laughed: "It's really disappointing that you saw it."
Jiang Jinfeng also burst into laughter: "It seems that tonight is destined to be an exciting night. You can meet them when you come out. This fate is too deep."
Qiao Rui frowned, this fate?
Hehe, she is really lucky today.
Seeing that she was silent, Jiang Jinfeng lowered his voice: "Tonight is your wedding night with that guy. Will he recognize you when you come out?"
Qiao Rui was confused for a moment and shook her head: "It shouldn't be the case, right?"
Song Muyu immediately became stunned: "I saw that he was paying attention to you just now. Be careful, Rui Rui."
"Is it Rui Rui tonight?" Jiang Jinfeng asked.
Qiao Rui asked quietly: "Am I not always Rui Rui?"
Jiang Jinfeng smiled again, a little helpless: "Yes, you have always been Rui Rui."
Qiao Rui nodded seriously. "You two drink, let me sing a song first."
Jiang Jinfeng gave both the remote control and the microphone to Qiao Rui, "Ancestor, cheer up."
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Qiao Rui didn't take it seriously. She adjusted the screen and found the playlist. She ordered two songs for herself and two songs for Jiang Jinfeng and Song Muyu.
Qiao Rui sang first, and her sweet voice immediately attracted many people.
Her voice is ever-changing, she can be sweet or salty when singing, and her pitch and rhythm are just right.
The use of breath also seems to have received professional guidance.
In the corridor, He Zheng looked at Pei Liyan with raised eyebrows and said, "This little voice is quite good. Once he opens his voice, he looks like a professional singer."
Pei Liyan also nodded, tasted it carefully, and nodded. "Indeed, it's sweet, ethereal, and sounds better than ordinary singers."
"Oh, it's really rare." He Zheng teased: "You never praise others. Is this because the sun has risen from the west?"
Pei Liyan didn't take it seriously and glanced at the direction where the singing was coming from. Although he couldn't see who was singing, the singing was indeed very beautiful.
There wasn't much emotion on his handsome face, "If it sounds good, it sounds good. If it doesn't sound good, I can't even praise it against my will."
He Zheng smiled again. "I feel like this sound came from one of Jiang Jinfeng's two female friends just now."
Pei Liyan listened with half-squinted eyes enjoying it, but at a certain moment, he suddenly felt that the song overlapped with the cat-like meowing that night.
Suddenly, a wave of heat surged out, making Pei Liyan's eyes tighten, and a sapphire blue figure appeared in his mind.
Did she sing it?
He Zheng's voice floated over: "For this singing, we have to find out who is singing it."
He said and walked towards the private room where the sound came from.
Pei Liyan raised his eyes to look at him and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He suppressed the irritability in his heart for a moment.
He Zheng walked to Qiao Rui's private room and stretched his head to look inside.
Song Muyu and Jiang Jinfeng also saw him.
He Zheng smiled lightly.
Jiang Jinfeng stood up to greet him, "Mr. He, welcome."
He Zheng glanced at Qiao Rui, who was singing quietly, with a flash of interest in his eyes.
The two of them walked in and sat down.
He Zheng nodded slightly at Song Muyu.
Song Muyu's big eyes fell on He Zheng, and he smiled meaningfully without speaking.
Jiang Jinfeng poured him a glass of wine.
He Zheng raised his glass, touched it with him, and asked Jiang Jinfeng in a low voice: "Who is this sister who is singing?"
Jiang Jinfeng glanced at Qiao Rui and asked instead, "Mr. He, is there something wrong?"
"I just think this sister sings beautifully, even better than ordinary professional singers." He Zheng said truthfully.
Jiang Jinfeng smiled. "If Mr. He sounds good, listen to it more often. It will be rare to hear it in the future."
He Zheng's attention was entirely on Qiao Rui.
The girl with a voluptuous figure is holding a microphone, sitting on the armrest of the sofa, looking at the screen and singing quietly, as if she is immersed in her own world and enjoying singing.
He Zheng looked at Qiao Rui for a while and couldn't help but ask Jiang Jinfeng: "Is this lady from the entertainment industry?"
Jiang Jinfeng did not answer but asked: "Why did Mr. He say this?"
"This style looks similar," He Zhengdao said, "I feel like I've seen it before somewhere."
Song Muyu chuckled. "Mr. He, your old pick-up skills don't work anymore. Try another method."
He Zheng looked back and glanced at Song Muyu. There was no emotion or anger on his face: "I'm not chatting with the real owner, right?"
Qiao Rui was still singing without looking back.
Song Muyu said: "Aren't you just trying to strike up a conversation? You've already inquired about it, so aren't you just waiting to strike up a conversation with my friend?"
He Zheng felt that what Song Muyu said was very unkind, and he frowned involuntarily, "If you want to say that, then that's it."
Jiang Jinfeng looked at the man's tense profile and said with a faint smile: "Mr. He, Mu Yu is straightforward, don't think too much about it."
"Haha, Miss Song is famous for her venomous tongue in the entertainment industry. She doesn't let go of reporters. She can criticize her at any time. She is very polite to me." He Zheng said with a smile.
Jiang Jinfeng glanced at Song Muyu helplessly. Look, his reputation spreads far and wide.
Song Muyu didn't take it seriously. "It's really rare that Mr. He has heard of my bad reputation."
She is quite self-aware.
He Zheng raised his eyebrows and suddenly said: "By the way, Miss Song, I remember that you and Rui Qing are good friends."
When Rui Qing was mentioned, Song Muyu froze.
Jiang Jinfeng also froze, and the two looked at each other.
He Zheng said calmly: "Miss Rui's life and death are unknown, and Miss Song is singing here to drink away her sorrows?"
This is clearly a verbal attack.
Song Muyu narrowed her eyes, held back her anger, and said, "Mr. He, you are so small-minded."
"Why did Miss Song say this?" He Zheng asked with a smile.
"Mr. He, didn't I just say that you were chatting up my friend? Why are you so fussy with my little girl? I'm really sad that something happened to my friend Rui Qing, but life has to go on, don't you think?"
He Zheng glanced at her, Junya's face showed a bit of sharpness, but he still chuckled and said: "That's right, so Miss Song came here to drink to relieve her worries?"
Song Muyu's eyes dimmed, and the corners of his lips curled up with a hint of mockery. "Can Mr. He take care of it?"
He Zheng shrugged and said seriously: "I don't care, He is just curious, so I'll just mind my own business."
Song Muyu chuckled: "Mr. He also knows, right?"
As soon as the two said this, the atmosphere became tense.
Just at this time, Qiao Rui finished singing.
She turned around and saw He Zheng and Song Muyu, feeling the subtle atmosphere.
She was slightly startled and immediately said, "Mu Yu, I've finished singing. Come over and sing a song."
Unexpectedly, Qiao Rui's gentle words resolved the tense atmosphere and eased the embarrassment.
Song Muyu was stunned, glanced at her, stood up, walked over to take the microphone, and prepared to sing.
Qiao Rui reached out and patted her shoulder, a silent comforting gesture falling into He Zheng's eyes.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, not expecting that the beautiful woman in front of him could easily appease the fiery Song Muyu.
interesting.
This chapter has been completed!