Mo Liuxi frowned disapprovingly. "For someone like me, what other people want to hear is not my song, but my voice. Just like Shi Xiang, you call him a singer? He just has a pretty face and was promoted as a heavenly king forcefully because of it."
Yan Su was speechless. Your words had completely denied Shi Xiang's efforts over all these years.
However, she had to admit that Shi Xiang had only gotten to where he was today because of his face. In the entertainment industry, if his face was not pretty, he would not be able to survive as an idol singer.
"Don't stay quiet. What's the name of that song?" Mo Liuxi chuckled. "I want to learn it. I'll sing it to you when I am free."
"..."
Yan Su's face turned hot for some reason. Actually, it was just the name of a song, but she had blushed just by saying it out. "I'll like you slowly... "
Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's.
"What? Say it louder. I didn't hear it clearly." Mo Liuxi bent over.