"I wrote that song just for you. I've never sung a love song before, and you're telling me you didn't listen to it?"
There was a hint of grievance in the boy's bright eyes.
He continued with a wronged and pitiful tone, "If I knew you wouldn't listen, I would have just changed to another song. It's really a waste of my feelings on stage."
Looking at the little guy, he was obviously angry in his arms and didn't want to pay any attention to him.
Cang Chengye was silent for a moment.
Who should be angry?
But my wife felt wronged and was completely dumbfounded.
"Okay, I kid you not, I was listening the whole time." How could Cang Chengye miss this?
"But a love song like this should only be sung to me. I don't want anyone else to hear it."
Even if the kid wasn't angry, he wouldn't want anyone to see his A Yu at all.
When the boy was singing, countless people in the audience were cheering for him.
God knows how much he wanted to pull A Yu down at that moment.
Duan Yuchen knew that the old-style pickled cabbage problem had started again.
But he wants to reach a higher peak in the entertainment industry in the future.
What should I do if I can’t accept this anymore?
As the king's man, he must not admit defeat!
"Well, tonight, since I don't have any competition, how about I sing a song for you, sir?"
Duan Yuchen said as he blew a breath of warm air towards the man's Adam's apple.
This child,
I really understand how to coax him more and more.
"Ayu has a nice voice and sings beautifully." Cang Chengye clasped his thin waist with his strong arms.
He said in a low voice.
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