The music in the private box never stopped, largely because You Fuyu and Cheng Boyan were two massive mic hogs, and both of them sang surprisingly well.
Neither He Yi nor Qin Jiujiu had any real singing talent; they belonged to the quiet-listener camp.
The coffee table was mostly crowded with soft drinks, fruit platters, and scattered snacks, with only one or two people actually drinking alcohol. Looking at the thoroughly ravaged snacks with some distaste, He Yi wanted to go buy some fresh ones, so he stood up and held out his hand to Qin Jiujiu.
Chapter 179