Tang Meina looked in the direction the wineglass had just been thrown from, and her gaze immediately froze. Her eyes reddened as she cried, "Young Master Chu, I'm Meina! Didn't you like listening to me sing the most?"
"Who likes listening to that awful, gong-like voice of yours?"
Chu Yihan stood up impatiently, one hand still tucked into his suit pocket. He cast her a disdainful sidelong glance.
"I can tell now that you didn't sing those songs before, either. You were lip-syncing. The one who was actually singing was that Little Blind One just now."
"You... Don't talk nonsense. Of course I sang them myself." Tang Meina hadn't expected anyone to actually figure it out, and she immediately panicked.
Chu Yihan snorted coldly and showed no mercy. "Give it up. Hurry up and get off the stage. Stop embarrassing yourself here. Most importantly, don't pollute my eyes and ears."
Tang Meina watched as more and more strange looks gathered on her. In the end, she couldn't take it anymore and hurried off the stage. Sister Jin glared fiercely at her before quickly going up to salvage the situation.
"Hmph. You should've seen what I studied before daring to fool me."
Chu Yihan snorted coldly again, then sat back down on the sofa. He crossed his legs, drank his wine, and waited for the Little Blind One to come out again.
Several young masters who usually liked hanging out with him were sitting at their table as well.
Seeing this, they all curiously came over to ask.
"Young Master Chu, were those earlier songs really sung by that Little Blind One?"
"How come I didn't hear it? Could it be that I have no musical talent?"
"What musical talent could you have? You're not like our Young Master Chu, who