The Illusion of a Family of Four (9)

"Come on. When did I play with girls? Did you see it?"

Su Yu was bitter inside…

"How can you deny it? If I didn't arrive in time, you'd have picked one…"

With a pout, she pointed at those hot young models.

"Hush… Keep your voice down…"

Su Yu felt resigned.

"Am I right?"

"Yeah, yeah. You're always right." Su Yu didn't want to argue with her.

"How long are you gonna stay here? If you want to drink, I'll drink with you… If you want to sing, I'll sing with you…"

Then she grabbed the microphone from a guy's hand and yelled, "Handsome, I'm gonna sing a song."

"No problem, Miss Han. What song do you like to sing?"

"The Most Dashing Ethnic Style."

The moment she said the name of the song, everyone looked stunned.

Su Yu almost buried his head in the sofa.

Before she began singing, Su Yu caught her arm and pulled her out.

"I'm sorry, guys. I've got to go. Have a good time."