"..." Wei Hong couldn't refute; it was a fact.
His reckless first half of life depended not only on a face that gave people a sense of affection, but also on his vocal talents.
Every time he sent a voice message to a girl, occasionally he would sing a spontaneous segment, deliberately gentle, or deliberately husky—to the point that some girls saved his voice messages and listened to them when they missed him.
Jiang Qi suddenly seemed to realize something and said, "Ah, Wei Hong, I'm not trying to undermine you, I'm just truthfully telling Tong Ling what kind of person you are."
"No problem." Wei Hong smiled and said, "I want Tong Ling to know everything about me, with no secrets between us."
Jiang Qi had a look of being unable to stand it.
Chen Ke also felt from this statement that Wei Hong indeed had the potential to be a philanderer.
"Come on, Gu Ran," Wei Hong picked up another microphone, "Let's have a love song duet, brother to brother!"
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