"♪♪ Ah, ah, ah... Just let me hold you close~♪♪"
Wu Jin's latest album blared from the car speakers, while he himself belted out his hit singles in karaoke.
"..."
Shen Jingwei scrunched up his face from pain.
While Shen Jingwei was not necessarily a fan of Wu Jin's music, he was at the very least a polite and considerate person.
In light of the stabbing pain in his waist area, though, he was not in the mood of entertaining Wu Jin at all.
With his eyes squeezed shut, the man curled up in the passenger seat, his back turned toward Wu Jin in a futile attempt to escape the musical hell.
"♪♪ Why won't you return my calls, why won't you open the door for me~♪♪"
"♪♪ I love you so much, don't you know~♪♪"
The love ballad supposedly made a lot of his fans melt on the spot.
Interestingly, it did not happen to Shen Jingwei. Wu Jin threw the man on the passenger seat a concerned look.