Mengmeng Xuanxuan: Holy moly, you’re paying for it? And to think I complimented your training skills...
I Love Duke So Much: Right?!
Mengmeng Xuanxuan: I think my third bro’s knees are feeling itchy, sister-in-law, time for some treatment.
I Love Duke So Much: No more, please, they don’t even have durian here, argh!
Mengmeng Xuanxuan: But they should at least have cactus, right?
Duke: @Mengmeng Xuanxuan Off you go, cactus is your husband’s specialty, what’s it got to do with me?
Di Jinxuan covered her face, barely holding back as she replied, "Stop messing around, third bro, go kneel on the cactus, haha."
Right as Di Jinxuan finished her reply, she suddenly noticed the fierce and spicy music at Jinse came to a halt and everything quieted down.
That’s weird, when does a bar’s music stop?
Could there be a power outage?
Or some kind of accident?
She hurriedly lifted her eyes to the center, and was instantly stunned.
In the center of Jinse was an extravagantly gorgeous stage, featuring an expensive white piano.
At this moment, there sat a man before the piano, his white shirt accentuating his stunningly youthful face, with soft black hair slightly disheveled across his forehead, adding a touch of rebellious sexiness.
A beam of light shone on his head, and his delicate, jade-like features were so beautiful they seemed otherworldly.
Isn’t that Nangong Jin?!
Di Jinxuan blinked, what’s he doing at the piano?
As she was wondering, the resident host at Jinse suddenly announced, "Now for our usual ritual at Jinse, the confession time."
The crowd erupted into whispers, and before the host could open their mouth to speak again, the people below, as if gone mad, started to scream, clap their hands, and chant wildly, "Jin Shao, Jin Shao, Jin Shao."
"Jin Ye, Jin Ye, Jin Ye."
It was like a cheerleading squad—Di Jinxuan, cough, it seems Jin Ye has a lot of fans.

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