?Chapter 142: Chapter 142: What Kind of Lousy Lyrics Are These???   Chapter 142: Chapter 142: What Kind of Lousy Lyrics Are These???                                   In the audience stands, VIP area.


    Everyone fell silent, the whole venue fell silent, immersed in Qiao Ruoxin’s fragile and mncholy voice, so clean and clear it wasn’t tainted by a single impurity.


    Lan Ke couldn’t help but have moist eyes, “She’s singing her heart out, she’s wanted toe back for these past two years…”


    Mo Chen stared indifferently at her in that beam of light on the stage, her figure lonely and fragile, her voice solitary yet gentle.


    A hint of pity shed through his dark eyes.


    However, just as the whole venue was immersed in the song, the piano abruptly stopped.


    Spotlights lit up the whole venue.


    Qiao Ruoxin stood up, removed the hooded cloak over her head, and then stylishly took off the cloak and threw it to the ground beside her.


    Screams erupted from the audience!


    She was wearing a ck spaghetti-strap mini dress, delicately designed, and the left strap had been cut and tied into a bow.


    It exuded a unique kind of subtle sexiness.


    Qiao Ruoxin’s lips curved up in an elegant arc as she walked towards Lu Xingyu, seated in the center of the stage.


    The theme had finally arrived—the prelude to Lu Xingyu’s song “LU” began, turning the entire venue into a nightclub dance scene.


    This was originally a suggestive song, but because the lyrics were all in English, the embarrassment wasn’t so intense.


    Lu Xingyu sat on the chair, pretending to be drowsy and sleepy.


    Qiao Ruoxin walked step by step to his side, her slender fingers resting on the man’s shoulder as she circled around him.


    She looked unrealistically beautiful tonight.


    Champagne brown hair color, sexy long curly hair trembling behind her.


    Her delicate corbones, seductive shoulders, and long, slender legs.


    Her skin glowed white, her makeup detailed and sexy, with shiny rhinestones sticking at the corners of her eyes, making them particrly beautiful.


    Lu Xingyu lifted his gaze to her, following the rhythm of the dance to stand up and pull her into his arms, appearing as if he would kiss her the next second.


    The screams from the audience almost flipped the venue!


    Qiao Ruoxin smiled lightly, a hint of allure in her demeanor, and gently pushed away Lu Xingyu’s chest with her hand.


    The twopletely separated, dancing to the lively song, whipping the audience into a frenzy.


    …


    In the VIP area stands.


    At the sight of Qiao Ruoxin being embraced by Lu Xingyu, Mo Chen could no longer control the fermenting rage inside him.


    What kind of nonsense are these lyrics???


    “Hey, hey, hey! Calm down, calm down! Mo big shot, this is a live broadcast! Don’t make a scene!” Bai Junyan used all his strength to restrain him, grinding his teeth as he spoke.


    Ji Haochuan was pulling on him from the other side, “Don’t be rash, don’t be rash! That’s just a performance! Qiao Ruoxin won’t fall for him, it’s impossible.”


    Bai Junyan looked towards Gu Mocheng and Lu Siheng, “You two dead guys, give us a hand! I’m about to be flung out here!”


    But at the moment when Lu Xingyu almost kissed Qiao Ruoxin, Mo Chenpletely lost control, yet his body was forcibly held in ce, immobile by the two beside him.


    His handsome face was taut, lips pressed firmly together, eyes closed briefly.


    He tried to suppress the fury exploding within him little by little, his Adam’s apple rolling visibly.


    Dammit!


    He still came after taking his medication!


    If he hadn’t taken it, probably ten people couldn’t hold him back.


    Mo Chen shook off the two men with a rough movement, his voice deep, “I’m fine.”


    Bai Junyan and Ji Haochuan kept a wary eye on him for a long time before finally breathing a sigh of relief.


    Meanwhile, Lu Xingyu and Qiao Ruoxin’s coborative stage performance finally came to an end.


    A whole five minutes! It felt like itsted a century.


    Qiao Ruoxin and Lu Xingyu stood at the center of the stage in their final pose, and then the tform slowly lowered them down.


    Backstage, Qiao Ruoxin let out a huge sigh of relief. It was finally over, everything went smoothly!


    “Thank you, Mr. Lu, it was a pleasure to work with you.”


    Lu Xingyu smiled at her, “And thank you. It’s my first time working with a female artist so in sync.”


    “…”


    Was he flirting with her?


    The female artists Lu Xingyu had worked with probably formed a long line.