Chapter 1 A Troublesome Interlude

Originally, the atmosphere was lively, with a group of people drinking, laughing, and chatting to the rhythm of upbeat music.

Who would have thought that a drunkard would suddenly rush onto the stage, snatching the guitar right out of the guitarist's hands!

It would have been fine if he'd actually sung something worthwhile.

But as an ear-splitting noise erupted, instantly ruining the mood, the bar's patrons were understandably furious.

Let's rewind a few minutes.

Su Yehao had already performed his "dragon sucks water" trick three or four times tonight, and his stomach was about to burst. However, the drinking atmosphere had picked up, and things were getting wild.

In a moment of carelessness, Su Yehao let slip, bragging, "Back in the day, when I sang, I'd hold a guitar, and countless girls would clap and cheer for me! The Chinese little song library, that wasn't just for show… hic…"

Huang Zewen was in a good mood and had also drunk quite a bit. He immediately retorted, "Stop bragging! Girls clapping for you? With that gravelly voice of yours, it's hard to believe you even know how to play the guitar!"

Su Yehao swayed, draped his arm around Little Huang's shoulder, and said with a flushed face, "How could I not… Wanna bet? If I can play, you chug this half-bottle of whiskey. No keeping it for later, a real man does it, no backing down!"

Huang Zewen burped, his breath reeking of alcohol, and in his semi-drunken state, mumbled, "Okay! Didn't bring cash tonight, so I'll bet my watch. If you win, you buy everyone drinks tonight. If I win, this new watch is yours!"

With that, he unfastened his watch and placed it on the sticky table.

Although he'd drunk a lot, Su Yehao was still somewhat clear-headed when it came to money.

First, he picked up Huang Zewen's watch to take a look. He happened to recognize the brand, the perennial runner-up in the watch world.

Just seeing the perpetual calendar told him it was quite valuable, and he just so happened to actually know how to play the guitar.

Despite being tipsy, Su Yehao's instinct from being poor for most of his life made him unwilling to pass up an opportunity to make money, which led to the scene of him rushing onto the stage to grab the guitar.

Baoya Jun, Zhugan, He Shaofan, and the others also egged him on, helping to hold back the band members, preventing them from taking back the guitar.

…

Upstairs on the second floor.

Miss Vera Andrade held a glass of cola in her hand.

Seeing Su Yehao disrupting her business, she frowned and shook her head, saying, "This is ridiculous. Get security to… Never mind!"

It wasn't that she couldn't bear to have Su Yehao thrown out, but Miss Vera Andrade suddenly realized that this guy had caused her to lose face at school, and he'd even seen her naked. Now that she had a chance, why couldn't she embarrass him as well?

Thinking this, Miss Vera immediately perked up and told someone to quickly go to the security room and film the scene.

The thought of Su Yehao being the laughingstock of the school made Miss Vera feel like she might be able to get back at him, and her mood immediately improved. She smiled until her eyes curved, and her long eyelashes fluttered.

It was no wonder people praised her, saying that her delicate little face had been kissed by God, making her especially charming whether she was angry or smiling.

On stage.

Seeing so many people pointing and scolding him, Su Yehao brazenly refused to budge.

Are you kidding me? How could he leave at a time like this?

His mind was filled with thoughts of Little Huang's expensive watch, a Vacheron Constantin with a perpetual calendar, easily worth hundreds of thousands.

If he chose to back down, where else could he find such an easy opportunity to make money? Wouldn't he regret it so much he'd want to slap himself when he got home?!

Moreover.

If he lost the bet, he, "Young Master Su," would have to pay for the entire bar, wouldn't that be throwing money down the drain for nothing, suffering without any benefit?

And so, in his calculating way, Su Yehao braced himself, held the guitar, sat in front of the microphone, and slowly rediscovered his old feeling.

The sound coming from the guitar was no longer noise.

The patrons in the bar also stopped their commotion and fell silent.

Baoya Jun turned back in surprise, wondering if Young Master Hao really knew how to play the guitar.

Standing on the second floor, Miss Vera also frowned slightly. She didn't want to see Su Yehao showing off and was still focused on winning back her pride.

After all, she was a lady and had some upbringing.

Although Miss Vera didn't like Su Yehao very much, there wasn't much she could do.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been sulking at home and skipping school just because she'd lost face.

On stage.

Su Yehao took a deep breath, thinking about what to sing.

A highly infectious melody suddenly popped into his head, easy to play and catchy.

Without much thought, he immediately began to play and sang in standard Mandarin:

"Every day at work, I wish I had a sugar daddy!"

"Someone who can see my vulnerability, so I don't have to work hard anymore!"

"I want to live a good life, I hope a sugar daddy will notice me and say to me, he's fallen in love with me~"

"He'll spoil me, and give me a lot…"

…

In this day and age.

Macau didn't have much contact with the mainland, and some of the guests present could barely understand the lyrics, only thinking that the melody was pretty good.

Zhugan was shocked.

Baoya Jun was shocked.

Even Huang Zewen, sitting in the booth, trembled as he held his glass.

He Shaofan's Mandarin was slightly better, and he stared at Su Yehao with a horrified look, thinking he might have accidentally discovered something.

But after thinking about it carefully, he felt something was off.

Young Master Hao, who was usually so wild… how could he like older men?

After singing this verse, Su Yehao forgot the lyrics.

The guests below the stage immediately booed, shouting:

"Can you even do it?! Get off the stage!"

"I want to dance! Don't ruin our mood, handsome!"

"Security! Someone's making trouble!!"

Su Yehao was indeed very drunk, the alcohol going to his head.

He took all these sounds as a gentle breeze, instantly switched to a different tune, and sang in Cantonese:

"The rain blocking the road is like snowflakes, are you shivering as you sob?"

"I've worn this windbreaker for you until it has a corsage, I'm not afraid of being transferred, how can I always worry, painstakingly chose today to drive you home."

"Forgive me for no longer sending flowers, wounds should scar over, I'm afraid when petals cover the graveyard in my heart."

"If you must marry me, we will eventually be cremated, waiting a lifetime for a day comes at a price…"

Unlike the silliness just now.

Su Yehao was very serious and immersed in the moment, his voice hoarse, singing this song with a unique emotion.

He thought of his past life, after his girlfriend left, he listened to these love songs over and over again, to avoid being alone in his sadness.

He was too familiar with Eason Chan's "Fuji Mountain Down," the lyrics and melody flowing effortlessly.

As he sang, he became too immersed, feeling genuinely sad.

Su Yehao continued to sing:

"Everyone only has these hands, hugging is not enough to let you possess! To possess, you must first understand how to accept loss!"

"I once wandered along the snowy road, why do good things bring tears, who can own Mount Fuji with love!"

He Shaofan and Zhugan were shocked again.

Huang Zewen was also dumbfounded by the song. He really didn't expect Su Yehao to actually be able to sing, and to sing so well.

Damn it.

He suddenly felt an impulse to follow the crowd and applaud!

On the second floor, Miss Vera's body trembled slightly.

She herself liked music and dance and had some knowledge of the subject. She was also a fan of Hong Kong stars and had gone to concerts more than once.

At this moment.

Through Su Yehao's voice and the lyrics of "Fuji Mountain Down," Miss Vera fell silent.

At this moment.

She heard the deep affection in Su Yehao's voice.

It was hard to imagine that the person who could sing with such emotion was actually the scoundrel who peeked through the window of the girls' bathroom?

Just then, Su Yehao also caught a glimpse of her, vaguely raising his head, only to see a tall foreign girl who was quite pretty, and couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

The lyrics just happened to be "Don't reveal it on Valentine's Day, only dare to stroke your hair, this posture will make you feel more heartache."

Miss Vera's emotions surged.

She suddenly realized that perhaps Su Yehao hadn't come to this bar for no reason.

Tonight… had he come specifically to find her?

Otherwise, why would he look at her so many times, and why would he choose to come to the bar today, to go on stage and sing such a deep love song.

Today, was her birthday!

And this love song…

Was it specifically for her?

Miss Vera had originally thought that she hated Su Yehao very, very much.

But now she remembered last September when this guy had stopped her on the street and said to her, "Beautiful girl, I really like you, want to have dinner together?"

His smile was mischievous, but it didn't seem so hateful anymore.

Through the song.

Miss Vera felt that under Su Yehao's seemingly flamboyant exterior, there might be a deeply affectionate heart hidden?

After singing "Fuji Mountain Down."

Su Yehao found that the applause was thunderous, and he grinned, encouraged to sing another song, and continued with Eason Chan's "Next Year Today."

This time.

Miss Vera's understanding was even deeper.

When she heard the lines, "Maybe you don't love, but there's no need to separate" and "Waiting anxiously for you to appear."

She was completely moved.

Feeling that being separated by the glass was a mistake, she hurriedly walked downstairs.

During this time, Vera was also thinking.

What if this guy confessed to her later?

His singing was so good, and the lyrics were so charming.

The applause was so enthusiastic, it would be hard to refuse…