Ye Xian’s mouth twitched, "I can sing, but I’ll sing the male part, and you sing the female part."
Cary: "No way, you’re so effeminate, you should sing the female part!"
"Then I’m not singing..."
"Hey hey hey, alright, fine, I’ll sing the female part, is that okay now?"
That’s more like it.
Ye Xian and Cary passionately dueted in front of the large screen. After finishing a drink, Jiang Wanze shook his head, slightly groggy, and watched Ye Xian on the screen.
Why had he felt that way just a moment ago?
Lin Yan refilled his glass and sat quietly beside him, following his gaze, "Captain?"
"What is it?"
"Don’t you think Ye Xian has become very impressive now?"
Impressive? Yes, indeed.
He had realized it since the night of shrieking; Ye Xian was completely different from before, as if he had become another person.
Lin Yan: "Ever since he gave up on you."
At that, Jiang Wanze slowly turned to look at him, "What do you mean?"
Lin Yan looked at him for a few seconds, then smiled, "No particular meaning, just thinking how love truly is a stumbling block on the road to success. I hope he gets better and better."
"Ugh—"
While Ye Xian was singing, he suddenly gagged, "I can’t, I can’t, I’m going to throw up!"
The singing abruptly stopping, Cary: "Ye Xian, what do you mean! Is my singing that disgusting?!"
"No, I just had some alcohol, and now my stomach feels uneasy. I want to throw up."
"Okay, I almost couldn’t hold back my fist just now, hurry up and go take care of it in the bathroom, don’t vomit on me."
"Alright."
She had drunk too much and was slightly disoriented, but she vaguely remembered she was just coming to wash her hands when a fat, stinking drunk man dragged her in.
He covered her mouth and began stripping her as soon as they entered.
With just those two sounds, Ye Xian understood the situation inside.
Beast!
"Open the door!"
She banged on the door, and inside, the middle-aged greasy man pulling at the girl’s clothes paused his actions and yelled viciously outside, "Who dares to mess with me, get lost!"
"Help! Save me, brother, save me!"
The girl, hearing a young man’s voice outside, called for help as if grabbing a lifeline.
Old man?
It seemed there was a need to take the law into his own hands now.

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