All the struggle and confusion on Mude's face disappeared, replaced by a playful expression.
"My goddess, I really like your songs, but I prefer the green US dollars. From now on, sing for me, sing 'Freedom', I want to listen to it all the time," Mude said with a sinister smile.
Chen Mengjie's facial expression froze. Her cheeks were burning from the two slaps, and the grievances and fear in her heart had already spread. In such a situation, asking Chen Mengjie to sing, especially an uplifting song, was something she could hardly bear, and she couldn't sing it.
However, Mude raised his hand once more.
Chen Mengjie shrank back a step.
"I'll give you three seconds, sing," Mude said.
"I..." Chen Mengjie wanted to say something, but Mude continued on his own, "Three, two, one!"
"The breeze sways the willow, disturbing thoughts, the fireworks in the alley make the eyebrows lazy..."
