Tang had found the currently unused karaoke system tucked away in the living room and had put on a Lionel Richie song. He had always been fascinated with the American soft rock and pop era.
Jia Li walked out of the kitchen and gave him a questioning look. Tang dropped a feather light kiss on her cheek but didn't stop singing. With a smile, she started singing along and went back to the kitchen. Soon the house reverberated with their vocal cords.
Tang laid the table as she started bringing in the steaming dishes to the table. Throughout the process, the songs kept changing, from American to Chinese to even the popular K-pop.
The bell rang as they were about to sit for food. She gestured him to start while she went to open the door.
Her smile turned into surprise.
An angry looking Wei stood there. He took in her casual pyjamas and messy hair, all in one glance.
"Won't you invite me in?" he asked when she simply stared at him.
