Tie Jun was stunned, then chuckled.
His exact words seemed to be: Destiny pushed Jiang Chen to the edge of the cliff, and he would sit there, watching the mist and clouds, singing a song for you.
Of course, Boss Jiang didn't know, so he was baffled.
"When did I sit on the edge of a cliff?"
"Whether you're on the edge of a cliff or on a toilet, the beautiful Ji wants to hear you sing. Will you sing or not?"
Tong Dan added fuel to the fire.
Fang Qing's lips slightly curved.
Although she later became a legal practitioner, she didn't like arguments. Back in middle school, if she had any disputes, Tong Dan was the one who stood up for her.
"Alright, I'll sing."
Boss Jiang was straightforward, not even needing Tong Dan's help. He got up and picked a song himself.
No need for Fu Zili to hand over the microphone; after selecting the song, he went alone to the mic stand area that hadn't been used yet.
And he sat down calmly.
