If you want a husband, you have to fight for it.

Xu Muyu didn't answer the microphone.

Guan Chuncao guessed that he would not continue and was not going to sing.

But why? There has to be a reason.

She put her hands on her hips and asked Xu Muyu: "Don't you love me anymore?"

Ok? ? ?

Xu Muyu was confused: "W-what?"

Wan Chuncao turned around and paused the song, then asked again: "Don't you love me anymore?"

Why, why are you suddenly saying these words?

Xu Muyu tried his best to stay calm: "What did you say? Why, why do you say that?"

Wan Chuncao put her hands on her hips and raised her voice: "If you still love me, why don't you want to sing with me?"

"I……"

Xu Muyu didn't know how to respond to her twisted logic. He turned his head away and said, "It's nothing... just sing."

"You can't sing well? Or is your singing terrible?"

Wan Chuncao said: "It doesn't matter. I don't sing well either. Don't worry. It's not anyone else. Even if you sing like a cow, I won't despise you."

Xu Muyu turned his head away: "You sing, I... I just don't have that interest."

"So what are your interests?"

Wan Chuncao was unhappy: "Look at beautiful women?"

Even though Wan Chuncao said so, Xu Muyu still felt uncomfortable because he had never sung in front of her.

Besides, what's the point of listening to someone like him sing?

He is so boring.

Xu Muyu just let it go: "I'll just watch you sing."

"So you watch me when I'm happy?"

Wan Chuncao was even more unhappy: "I told you that you don't love me anymore. You don't even want to share happiness with me!"

Xu Muyu didn’t mean that: “I… just don’t really want to sing.”

"I know you don't love me. You don't love me at all. Tell me, do you have another woman?"

Wan Chuncao didn't care about that: "You just don't love me! I know you have another woman in your heart, go ahead, go with that other woman, go see her, I don't want to be with you anymore, I'm going to be with another man too."

Xu Muyu was blocked by her words: "No..."

"Nothing, nothing, you just don't care about me."

Wan Chuncao said angrily: "Okay, then I don't care about you anymore."

As he said this, he had already sat on Xu Muyu's thigh, and he was still shouting: "Go, go, go and be with another woman, don't be with me, I won't stop you."

With his neck hooked tightly, how could Xu Muyu walk...

But he didn't dare say it out loud, and only said: "I'm not going anywhere."

"Are you really not in love with me anymore?"

Wan Chuncao sat on his lap and was ready to leave at any time: "If you don't tell me, I will immediately find another man. I will order ten or eight male models to serve me, and I will take them home at night."

What he said was nonsense, and the person was just pretending to scare him. Xu Muyu still held her waist to prevent her from falling down: "I just think it's okay not to sing. I haven't sung much. What's more, for someone like me..."

It's always inevitable, because his legs have become a habit for him to be passive.

It’s not that he can’t do anything, it’s just that his first thought is always to deny it.

Even if he did, he might not feel relieved.

Since you are going to do something unknown that will not make you feel relaxed or comfortable, why do it?

Furthermore, if something unpleasant happens during the process, it will be even more devastating for him.

"Ok."

Wan Chuncao got up from his legs, walked back to the jukebox without looking back, and changed the song.

During the whole process, he never looked back at Xu Muyu.

Xu Muyu's hand was pushed away. He paused for two seconds, looked at her back, and lowered his head.

He must have done something wrong.

He shouldn't treat her like this. At least when he's with her, for her sake, he should act a little happier...

After switching to the next song, Wan Chuncao no longer paid any attention to Xu Muyu. She held the microphone and sang along with the melody in a sad tone: "If we could fly together, I would really like to be with you forever~"

Xu Muyu was shocked by her howling.

He looked up at her.

Not to mention the sad melody, what's going on with the miserable scenes being played on TV?

Guan Chuncao's tune twisted a few times, and she also imitated the singers' gestures, holding the microphone in one hand and spreading the other hand with the palm facing up, pinching her throat and singing softly: "If we can fly together, we will never regret it~"

Suddenly, her palms clenched, and her thin voice opened, singing out in grief: "Burn, burn, burn! Burn with your voice!"

"Burn everything I have! Burn my life~"

"Burn, burn, burn! Burn with my sincerity!"

She sang with great sorrow and tears streaming down her face. It was so heartbreaking and painful.

At the end of the song, she followed the TV screen at the end of the song, grabbed her chest, half-knelt down in pain, and screamed the hero's name like the heroine: "Shao... Park~"

Xu Muyu didn't dare to disturb her at all. He had never seen her so heartbroken, let alone cry so painfully.

Her face was wet with tears. She was truly immersed in the role, feeling the bitterness and pain in the song.

Even though the TV screen was showing outdated plots and scenes, she still empathized with the sad melody and the tragic plot.

Such a Wan Chuncao made Xu Muyu's heart soften. She was really kind, so kind that she could be so sad and upset because of a song, and could empathize with others.

After the song, Wan Chuncao stood up, wiped the sweat off his face, turned around and asked Xu Muyu: "How is it, are you ready?"

Xu Muyu was confused: "Hmm, hm?"

There was not even a hint of crying in her voice, as if the grief just now did not exist at all. Her emotions were extremely calm, and she looked completely normal.

She came closer, and Xu Muyu saw that the beads of sweat on her face were bigger than the non-existent tears.

"..."

Wan Chuncao sat back down next to Xu Muyu: "What do you mean? I asked if you were ready. I've already sung a song. A song is four minutes long. That should be enough for you to be mentally prepared."

She put the microphone back into Xu Muyu's hand again: "Now that we are ready, we can sing together."

When did he say he wanted to sing a duet with her? What mental preparations did she make?

Xu Muyu then realized that when she said "OK" just now, she didn't mean that she didn't need him to sing anymore, but was giving him time to prepare mentally.

With the microphone in his hand, Xu Muyu couldn't think of how to refute her for a moment: "I..."

"I know it's difficult for you to start by singing 'The Legend of the White Snake'. After all, you're not a professional."

Wan Chuncao turned around and clicked on the song machine behind the sofa, then turned back and said, "Then let's start with the simplest song, 'Big Head Son and Small Head Father.'"

Xu Muyu was even more confused holding the microphone: "What?"

He was still confused, but Wan Chuncao had already come over and shook the two heads side by side: "Big head son and small head father~ a pair of good friends and happy father and son~"