Xiao Ruyi looked at all this with a smile and couldn't help but glance at Ye Jiaoyang a few more times.
When Su Cheng saw this foreigner appearing, she was very excited: Could this be Mr. Mike, the cake master of Knell?
Along with the rhythm of the music, Mr. Mike came to Su Cheng's table with great grace, smiled and said in English: "Dear Miss Su Cheng, today is your birthday. I, Mike, specially made this cake. I hope you can
I can like it.”
He bent down slightly and said sincerely, "Happy birthday to you."
Luo Yingying's eyes widened instantly: "Oh my God! It's really Mr. Mike! Yibo, I want to do this next time for my birthday!"
Ding Yibo was so frightened that his hands shook and he almost cut his hand with the cutlery knife in his hand.
Tonight's reservation, according to Ding Yibo's estimation, would cost at least 100,000 yuan! Now that Mr. Mike has implemented the process of personally delivering cakes, it seems that 300,000 yuan may not be enough.
It's just a birthday. As for such extravagance and waste? Ding Yibo is really scared.
Moreover, he was Ye Jiaoyang's friend and booked a private venue for him? What does this mean?
"Thank you, thank you Mr. Mike." Su Cheng's voice trembled in excitement.
Mike bowed politely: "Please let me share the cake with you."
Kang Yun stared at Mike carefully: "Is this really a foreigner? He's not pretending, right?"
Mike smiled and said: "Dear Madam, I am indeed Mike." Although he could not speak Chinese, he could understand it.
Since he spoke in English, Kang Yun couldn't understand: "Chengzi, what did he say?"
Xiao Ruyi said: "Auntie, what he said is, thank you for raising such a beautiful oriental goddess."
Kang Yun suddenly became proud: "Haha! This foreigner is a good person."
Xie Chunhua was busy taking pictures and took a picture of the shape of the cake, and hurriedly posted it to her WeChat Moments to show off.
"Happy birthday to you..." Suddenly, a mellow and sweet singing voice floated gently, like the sound of nature, hitting everyone's eardrums, full of heart-stirring beauty.
This voice is very recognizable! Luo Yingying said in a daze: "Is it the singer Yoshiki Mei? She is a famous first-line singer. I have never heard that she sings in the Donghai Hotel!"
Ding Yibo was also dumbfounded: "Ji Qingmei? Are you here specifically to add to the fun? Her appearance fee is not low, at least one million."
Wearing a white gauze ancient costume, she slowly walked out from the backstage like a fairy, holding a microphone in her hand, accompanied by a heavenly voice, and appeared on the stage under the gorgeous lights, wasn't it none other than Yoshitsune?
Luo Yingying and Xie Chunhua both held their breath! Ding Yibo's eyes suddenly lit up!
Even Su Guozhu's eyes flickered, fixed on Ji Qingmei, reluctant to move.
This song has been sung so poorly by people, but when Yuki Kiyomi sings it, it is so melodious, clear and beautiful that ordinary people's singing voices cannot be compared to it.
Ji Qingmei's voice can directly bring people into a wonderful wonderland. Her voice is born with such wonderful appeal.
After singing a song, the lingering sound lingered around the beams for three days.
Su Cheng listened to every note that Ji Qingmei sang with an extremely serious expression, and she was actually intoxicated by it.
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman? Is she more beautiful than our Cheng Zi?" Kang Yun's voice suddenly sounded.
Su Guozhu looked embarrassed and frowned.
Kang Yun was born with the ability to smash any beautiful thing directly. Such a beautiful atmosphere created by Ji Qingmei was completely torn to pieces by her words.
Xiao Ruyi smiled lightly: "Auntie, beautiful things are meant to be appreciated. Ji Qingmei is so famous not only because of her own hard work, but also because of her extraordinary talent, voice, temperament, and beauty."
"What do you mean? Do you mean she is more beautiful than Cheng Zi?" Kang Yun looked challenging.
Su Cheng was startled, and quickly pulled Kang Yun, using his eyes to signal her to stop saying a few words.
Xiao Ruyi's original intention was, of course, to rescue Su Guozhu. When Kang Yun said this, he shrugged, spread his hands, and smiled helplessly.
After all, Kang Yun was the elder, and Xiao Ruyi didn't want to argue with her, especially on this occasion, where the aloof and fairy-like Ji Qingmei was present. To discuss such a secular topic was simply a blasphemy to Ji Qingmei's singing voice.
"Su Cheng will always be the most beautiful in my heart." Ye Jiaoyang looked at Su Cheng with a smile.
Kang Yun snorted: "What's wrong with you? You can't shut up? You can't even find a serious job, so what's the point?"
"When I heard about Ms. Su Cheng's birthday, Ji Qingmei came here specially to sing for Ms. Su Cheng. I hope it can still be heard." After Ji Qingmei finished speaking, she bowed to the table.
Luo Yingying almost went crazy: "Ji Qingmei, you are my idol! I want your autograph! I want a group photo!"
Ji Qingmei smiled gently: "That's no problem. Next, what song does Ms. Su Cheng want to listen to?"
Su Cheng casually clicked the song "Scars", and Ji Qingmei's clear and innocent voice sounded softly: "It's late at night..."
As the song reached its climax, Ye Qingmei also brought everyone into her emotions: "The innocence and gentle talent of a womanizer should be reserved for the person who loves you..."
After singing, Su Cheng was still immersed in Ji Qingmei's singing.
"Good! It sounds better than the original song!" Xiao Ruyi suddenly applauded.
"Thank you." Ji Qingmei bowed humbly and gracefully.
Su Cheng said: "Ms. Ji Qingmei, can I invite you to the table?"
"Well, Ms. Su Cheng, as long as you are happy tonight, of course I am willing to accept your invitation." Putting down the phone, Ji Qingmei came over to this table.
Luo Yingying and Xie Chunhua were so excited that they couldn't help themselves: "Oh my god, she is coming to sit here! My idol!"
The four men at the table were also deeply attracted by Ji Qingmei.
Su Guozhu suddenly felt a pain in his waist. He grinned and quickly looked away.
"Let's take a photo together?" Su Cheng asked Ji Qingmei.
"Okay!" Ji Qingmei said gracefully, and immediately a photographer came over, and everyone gathered together. Ji Qingmei intentionally stood next to Su Cheng, intentionally or unintentionally, while Luo Yingying grabbed the other side.
The presence of Yoshitomi Kiyomi at the wine table immediately raised the level of the banquet. As an actress, Yoshitoshi Kiyomi is indeed generous and smart, and her witty remarks quickly brought the atmosphere up.
More than an hour later, when Su Cheng and his group left, Ji Qingmei said goodbye earnestly, but Luo Yingying was reluctant to leave.
"Flashy." Kang Yun gave her final evaluation, but her eyes shone brightly as she stared at the unfolded gull-wing doors of the Porsche sports car. She couldn't help but walk over, "Su Guozhu, come here, you drive this car!"
"This car is..." Su Cheng tried to stop him.
"Stop talking nonsense, what's wrong with asking your dad to drive it?" As she spoke, Kang Yun snatched the car key from Ye Jiaoyang's hand.
Xiao Ruyi watched this scene with an imperceptible smile on her lips, glanced at the embarrassed Ye Jiaoyang, waved to Ye Jiaoyang, and got into her Range Rover.
Xiao Cheng immediately increased the accelerator and sped away.