Halfway through the song, she started crying and could not go on. She fell onto the stage, unable to recover.
Seeing that she had stopped singing, Mu Yazhe reached out and hit the button on the song-picker to stop the music. Only then did the deafening music in the huge private room stop.
Mu Yueyao's reaction was a little slowed from the alcohol. After a long while, she finally realized that someone had turned off the music player and looked in that direction. Although she was not completely sober, she was able to recognize the man sitting on the sofa.
She suddenly felt guilty, but also aggrieved. Tears streamed down her face. "Daddy…"
This soft and coquettish greeting completely disarmed the man, and he found himself suddenly unable to stay angry.
With a slight frown, he sighed and patted the seat next to him gently. "Come over here. The ground is cold."
