The two singing styles were indeed a little similar.
This was also where he felt he was unlucky.
However, Joy's voice was really nice. Her singing skills were a few levels above Sang Zhirou's.
What imitation? What copying?
Wasn't this woman afraid that Joy would really rise in fame and surpass her?
The more Cheng Ze thought about it, the angrier he got.
He didn't feel resigned.
However, what else could he do?
This world was run like this.
However, Sang Zhirou looked so soft and gentle with her smiling warmly at everyone, yet her heart was so dark.
This really widened his perspective.
In the hospital.
It was already evening as the sun slowly set in the west. The sky was pinkish as the leaves from the trees on both sides of the hospital street crackled from the wind.
Passersby moved nonstop.
