103 Has She Gone Mad? (2/2)

”Come on, let everyone witness how charming you are.” Zhou Shuang removed the microphone from the stand and stuffed it in Wen Xuxu's hands. ”Just like how we partied and let loose at the karaoke before our college entrance exams. Tonight, we're in charge of this stage.”

They hadn't met in six years and she was still so obstinate and tenacious. But every time Xuxu was lost in thought, Zhou Shuang could always see an expression that didn't belong to people of their age. It was as though she had gone through plenty of hardships in her life.

Every time she smiled, it wasn't genuine. It gave people the feeling that she had deep-seated worries in her heart.

Xuxu lowered her head and stared at the microphone. Her tiny hands seemed a little pale under the purple lighting.

She took a deep breath and the crowd all fell silent at the same time.

”I'll sing a song 'I Do' by Jewel.” Wen Xuxu grasped the microphone and brought it close to her mouth. Her sweet and pure voice made the audience feel as though they were drinking nature's spring water. It relaxed their bodies and minds.

She finished her sentence and the sound system staff immediately found the song's accompaniment.

The melody of the song began and Xuxu's mouth curled lightly into a faint smile.

Her inner confidence didn't need to be deliberately shown. Her expression in her eyes and smile were enough.

”We've been doing this war dance together for some time, I know...”

When Wen Xuxu started to sing, Zhou Shuang wasn't in the least surprised to see that many faces in the crowd had looks of surprise and astonishment.

Xuxu had always been like this; she could always amaze others.

”Third Yan, isn't that Wen Xuxu?”

A few men had just come out of the VIP area and were talking jovially as they walked.

The man walking in front had noticed the girl singing onstage. Startled, he halted his footsteps. Then he turned around to look at the man wearing a white shirt trailing behind him.

Yan Rusheng heard him and he immediately glanced in the direction Ming Ansheng had pointed at. Surprise flashed across in his eyes at first, followed by astonishment.

That gentle voice which carried a tinge of stubborness entered his ear. When he first listened, he couldn't recognize it. After he savored the voice carefully, it suddenly seemed so familiar.