Irish stared at Jordan, who was singing on the stage, while Lark also turned seriously different and accompanied Jordan on the piano.
He closed his eyes and looked leisurely.
The light scattered on his hair and shrouded him as if he had attracted all of the attention and light on the stage. His handsome face could also be seen clearly.
For a moment, Irish even thought it was Joseph who was singing on the stage since they looked very similar.
Thinking of this, Irish suddenly realized that she didn't even know if Joseph was good at singing. And she also couldn't figure out what he would look like when he was singing.
"He should be a pop star since he is so perfect." She couldn't help sighing with feelings but also felt pride for him.
"He wants to make money." The barman replied with a smile.
"What?"
"He told us that his brother doesn't give him money, so he has to make money by himself."
Irish was speechless after hearing that.
