As a young lady, I naturally don\'t owe others anything.

Even if you don\'t use chopsticks much, this meal is not for nothing.

Seeing that several people had almost the same food, Feng Xue proposed to sing. It was next to the world of miluxing. It was her treat.

Deng Zhixian and his wife refused at first. They were open-minded and let their young people go to play by themselves, but Feng Xue was too enthusiastic. She called Deng Zhixian and his wife a uncle and aunt. In the end, there was no way but to promise.

Fengxue is a VIP of the world of miluxing, and has directly booked a supreme box.

When they passed, fruit plates, snacks and drinks were ready.

"It\'s too expensive."

Deng Zhixian is not very interesting.

This box is about the same size as their house in Shacheng. It is estimated that the cost is not much less than the meal just eaten.

"It\'s rare for you and your aunt to come. You should. What do you want to sing? I\'ll give you some."

Feng Xue is very self-restraint. Even if she is pretending, her politeness exceeds that of countless rich women.

"Where our old guys can sing, you play and we\'ll just listen."

Deng Zhixian shirked.

"Dad, here we are. Let\'s sing a song."

Deng he knew that his father liked singing very much. When he was at home, he would hum a few words unconsciously.

Hearing his daughter speak, Deng Zhixian didn\'t affectate any more, "let\'s have a song of loyalty to the country."

"OK."

Feng Xue helped to order songs.

Deng Zhixian really has some skills, at least a little better than his current chess skills. A song that is loyal to the country and sings with full momentum won the applause of several young people.

"Uncle, you sing very well. Let\'s have another one!"

Invited by snow.

"No, No."

Deng Zhixian waved his hand and put down the microphone, "you sing."

Feng Xue didn\'t force it and looked at Deng he.

"Sister Deng he, why don\'t you sing one?"

Deng he looked at Chen Liang. "You sang very well when you were a child. Would you like a song?"

"Yes, Chen Liang, sing one."

Deng Zhixian agreed with a smile.

"I haven\'t sung a song for a long time."

Chen Liang smiled bitterly.

"A big man, such a mother-in-law."

Feng Xue muttered in a loud voice.

Chen Liang looked at her and nodded a moment later. He went to the song counter and ordered a song.

Then he turned and walked back, picked up the microphone and sat silently on the sofa seat in the corner.

When the melody sounded, Feng Xue looked a little changed and looked at the man in surprise.

The other party looked peaceful and had picked up the microphone.

"I wanted to know

How many times do you have to say the same thing

Those old stereotypes that are repeatedly emphasized

When you grow up, you know whether you need... "

Peng encui pursed her lips and looked at the young man singing in a clear voice. Her eyes were complex and full of pity.

She lived at the opposite door and saw the child\'s hardships clearly.

"Too much should make people feel normal

It\'s not too small

There is my bed in the room warm in winter and cool in summer

One or two sentences can\'t be finished in praise of this ordinary

Kindness is like a mountain. It doesn\'t sound natural

Look back

That means thank you

On the contrary, I owe you... "

Deng Zhixian sighed and sighed.

"Mom and dad gave me a lot, not much

Enough for me to run around in this age

Enough for my life

Young frivolity cannot be squandered

He once told me like a friend... "

When Chen Liang sang, Feng Xue kept staring at him. When he sang here, Feng Xue\'s eyes became strange.

Men are different from women. Charm is not limited to appearance. Her father is very ordinary.

Men who say they can sing are the most attractive.

Feng Xue has seen many people sing, comparable to singers, but this guy sings this song "Mom and Dad", but it gives her an unprecedented feeling.

There is no skill, but there is an emotional force that can\'t explain clearly and hit the people directly.

"Mom and dad always say the ups and downs

Is the joy of youth

This season

Think of this song again. "

The melody gradually dissipated.

Chen Liang put down the microphone and his eyes were quiet.

Feng Xue looked at Deng Zhixian and realized that there was something wrong with the atmosphere.

"Sister Deng he, what\'s the matter?"

She whispered to Deng he nearby.

Deng he shook his head and said nothing.

"Chen Liang, have a drink with your uncle."

Deng Zhixian opened the beer on the table.

At this time, even Peng encui didn\'t stop it.

Next, the microphone was handed over to the two girls. Chen Liang didn\'t move the microphone again.

Seeing Chen Liang go to the bathroom, Feng Xue\'s eyes twinkled. He went to the bathroom on the excuse and followed him out.

"Hey, you sing well."

At the bathroom door, she blocked Chen Liang who came out.

Chen Liang smiled.

"Let Miss Feng laugh."

"Don\'t pretend. Your singing is really good. Have you practiced? You should have cheated many girls with this song?"

Feng Xue put her hands around her chest and raised her chin, finally showing the pride of her identity.

"Don\'t say, really not. I don\'t have that much charm. I\'m always the one who gets dumped."

"Cut."

Feng Xue skimmed his lips. "It\'s interesting, but it\'s boring. My father told me. Do you like playing pig and eating tiger very much?"

Chen Liang lost his smile and didn\'t explain.

"What\'s up?"

Seeing that Feng Xue didn\'t speak, he took a detour and left directly.

"You..."

Feng Xue turned around and looked at Chen Liang\'s back, stamping his feet in anger.

She hasn\'t been so ignored since she was a child.

"Look what!"

When she returned to the box, Feng Xue glanced at Chen Liang, who was like nobody else, and then sat down next to Deng he, looking wronged and ready to cry.

"What\'s the matter?"

Deng Heqi said strangely.

"Sister Deng he, surnamed Chen, surnamed Chen, he insulted me..."

Feng Xueyu choked and wiped the corners of his eyes, which could almost confuse the false with the true.

Deng he was stunned, and then his face became strange.

"He insulted you?"

Feng he nodded hard and said, "I was washing my hands when I was in the bathroom just now. He touched my ass..."

Deng he looked at Chen Liang, who was drinking with his father not far away. He couldn\'t cry or laugh for a moment.

"Feng Xue, did he offend you again?"

Feng Xue didn\'t speak.

Deng he sighed, "it\'s about a girl\'s reputation. You can\'t joke casually."

Feng Xue was not angry. "Sister Deng he, how do you know I\'m kidding?"

Deng he looked at him with a peaceful smile.

"I know something about him. If he could do such a thing, it wouldn\'t be him."

"Sister Deng he, men will change. Haven\'t you had much contact with him since college? How do you know that he hasn\'t changed now? Men will get worse if they have money!"

Deng he smiled.

"You\'re basically right. A man is rich. It\'s inevitable that he will go bad, but he is an exception. Last night, I talked to him about my senior. He said he was good. At that time, I asked him a question."

"What\'s the problem?"

Feng Xue seems to soon forget that he was "indecent".

"I asked him, Lai Mingliang is good, but how can I guarantee that I won\'t meet better people in the future?"

Feng Xue was interested. Her wronged appearance disappeared in the blink of an eye. She immediately asked curiously, "what did he say?"

"He said that choosing who to be with is like picking up shells on the beach. There will be better and more beautiful on the vast beach, but life is so short. Now that you have found your own unique one, leave the rest to others."

"Do you think the person who can say such a thing will be a sex wolf?"

Deng he smiled and his eyes were clear, as if he could see through people\'s hearts.

Feng Xue was stunned, speechless, turned to Chen Liang, and his eyes were full of confusion.

What kind of man is this guy?