One Child Two Treasures: The Billionaire Chief’s Good Wife Chapter 999 - This Song Belongs To The Heavens!

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Who was it that said this young chap could sing an earth-shattering melody?

This was not entirely wrong as he indeed 'shattered' the place with his singing.

His uneven tones were like demonic sounds that traumatized her mercilessly.

After he finished his song, she had to hug her chest, wrought in phantom pain, and forced a smile with a thumbs-up. Sighing meaningfully, she said to the young chap, "This song belongs to the heavens! I really admire you!"

The man ruffled his hair, feeling abashed, at her praise before smiling shyly.

Thus, for the next half an hour, she was tormented by one demonic noise after another. She fretted at first but eventually grew used to it toward the end.

"Miss Yun, why don't you sing a song for Master Mu? Since you are here, you may as well strut your stuff!"

No one dared to invite the man himself to sing. However, looking at this seemingly comely lady, they gutsily egged her on. She pouted for a while before waving her hand smilingly. "I'd better not."

The man beside her suddenly requested cheekily, "I wanna hear your singing."

She turned to look at him in shock. Is he out to embarra.s.s me in this way?

With his support, the rest got bolder and rowdier. "Please, miss! Master Mu has spoken; come and sing us a song!"

"That's right. Don't be shy; we are one family here!"

We are one family…

To h*ll with this family.

Still…

Since her man wanted her to sing, she would gladly obliged. She walked to the karaoke console and sat down.

She asked for a song by Karen Mok - a personal favorite of hers. The lyrics were beautifully written and touching. The song had a few renditions, and although she first heard it sang by Qi Qin at a young age, she preferred Karen Mok's version.

She took a clean microphone beside her that was untouched by the men's earlier spurting saliva and sat on the mini stage. The s.p.a.cious room hushed instantly when the quiet piano melody was heard playing.

Holding the microphone in her hand, she started to sing along affectionately with the melodious music…

'A long, long time ago, you have me and I have you

A long, long time ago, you left me for the far away skies

The outside world is so exciting,

And the outside world is so hopeless

While you find the outside world exciting,

I am here blessing you with my heart

At every sunset,

I am here looking out for you always

The sky may be raining,

But I am always here,

Waiting for your return.'

Her voice was soft and hid a mult.i.tude of vicissitudes. It floated fluffily and ethereally yet weighed with emotions, which suited such a quiet melody just right.

She was deeply involved in her singing, and just like an experienced singer, she depicted the song with her soul.

She had taken this song as her own, and everyone was attracted by her melodious voice.

Even her man's...o...b.. turned penetratingly pensive as he was led by her singing.

The lyrics were simple yet heartrendingly beautiful and bleak.

Many of these men present were big business owners. Some inherited their families' wealth and used to lead pleasant lives in their younger days. Alas, they were robbed of their innocence after engaging in countless compet.i.tions once they took over their families' businesses. The relentless battles left them battered, but they could only endure in silence.

Still, most of those seated here had left their hometowns in their youths to live in the big city and make a name for themselves. They started as poor chaps with nothing to their names, and their journey was fraught with perspiration, pain, and setbacks at first before they brought their businesses to where those were now.