The lyrics of this song are affectionate and lingering. Under her "interpretation", it seems as if every word is sung for Fu Jinhan.

Sure enough, Fu Jinhan's eyes were always on her, never moving away for a moment.

Yin Mo became more and more excited and was ready to add fuel to the fire.

When she was about to sing the most emotional part, Yin Mo turned her back deliberately, wanting to give Fu Jinhan a beautiful look back.

She was full of hope that this look would definitely attract the attention of Mr. Fu San.

But when you look back...

In the audience, Fu Jinhan’s seat... was empty!

Almost subconsciously, Yin Mo searched the audience seats below the stage and even forgot to open her mouth to match the lip movements.

She didn't see Fu Jinhan, and more than that...

"Is this...lip-syncing?"

"She clearly didn't open her mouth, but she kept singing. If that's not lip-syncing, what is it?"

"She's actually lip-syncing! I said it sounded so good, but I'm afraid that voice isn't hers..."

"If you can't sing well, you don't have to sing. Lip-syncing is such a waste of expression..."

The audience below was whispering.

Either dissatisfaction or ridicule.

The voice drew Yin Mo's attention back. She wanted to continue performing with her lip movements, but the audience below the stage did not buy it.

There was laughter from the audience.

The performance had already ended, and countless audience members had stood up and left.

Even the host was so disappointed that he didn't even bother to clean up the mess.

The singing continued, and soon the audience seats were empty, leaving Yin Mo alone standing on the stage, with a face that looked both innocent and pure.

How could this be?

It was obvious that this situation would be admired by everyone, but it turned out... to be such a disgrace!

Yin Mo clenched her fists unwillingly, but soon she felt relieved.

She doesn't care about these ordinary people. Her target has always been Mr. Fu San!

Fortunately, Fu Jinhan didn’t see what happened just now, so everything wasn’t too bad!

Taking a deep breath, Yin Mo angrily dropped the microphone and hurried off the stage. She was going to find Master Fu San!

At this time, Su Ran quietly walked to the backstage, looking for Shen Yuan.

From a distance, Su Ran saw Shen Yuan removing her makeup in front of the dressing table. Su Ran quietly walked forward, took out a necklace from her bag, and placed her clenched fist above Shen Yuan's forehead.

As her hand opened, a necklace dropped.

When Shen Yuan saw Su Ran through the mirror, she also saw the necklace swaying in front of her.

"Wow, so beautiful, is it for me?" Shen Yuan was overjoyed, "It must be for me!"

Without waiting for Su Ran to answer, Shen Yuan took the necklace and gestured around her neck, eager to put it on. "Help me put it on!"

There is no doubt that this must have been designed and made by Su Ran himself.

Su Ran put the necklace on her and pointed at her own neck. "This is a pair. There are only two of them in the world. Don't lose them."

"I won't lose it. I treasure the things Ranran gave me!" Shen Yuan gave Su Ran a big hug.

Perhaps it was because she hadn't had her relatives around for a long time, and Su Ran was finally here, Shen Yuan hugged Su Ran and didn't want to let go.

Smelling the faint fragrance on Su Ran's body, he even uttered arrogantly, "Ranran, you smell so good, I want to hold you to sleep tonight!"

Just like when we were kids!

As soon as Fu Jinhan walked into the backstage, he heard these vile words.

What caught my eye was someone holding his wife and rubbing her hair. This...

How could he bear it?

Not even a woman!

Fu Jinhan strode forward and ordered in a cold voice: "Let her go!"

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