The fearless ones would even pick their favorite songs and rowdily encourage Chenxing to sing.
Chenxing wasn't the kind of girl who liked to act all superior. She got along with her bodyguards, who treated her like a protective brother next door, without putting on airs. If they asked her to sing, she would sing joyfully. Sometimes, someone would even get carried away and join her onstage to dance—a street dance so dazzling it made your head spin. And that someone was none other than the mocking king Fei.
When Gu Shaocheng returned to the courtyard, what he saw was exactly this scene: Chenxing singing, with Fei hopping around her like a monkey, dancing so energetically it made his eyes twitch.
"Ahem!"
He deliberately cleared his throat twice, but no one paid him any attention.
Another subtle cough: "So, no need to work anymore, is that right?"
