Loved By An Older Man

Chapter 113: Peeping

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“President Mo, this…” Teng Yi looked at the woman on the stage who was emitting a dazzling light in surprise.

He didn’t expect Miss Jiang to have such talent in singing.

She didn’t lose to Li Yue at all.

Teng Yi thought so and subconsciously looked at Mo Long. He saw Mo Long’s pupils reflecting the light on the stage and staring at Jiang Yu without blinking.

After the surprise, it was immediately replaced by a strong sense of admiration.

Teng Yi was dumbfounded by what he saw.

All along, Teng Yi had always felt that it was because Jiang Yu had accidentally saved Mr. Mo’s life that Mr. Mo had granted her the status of Mrs. Mo…

But today, for the first time, Mo Long revealed a strong sense of curiosity and interest.

“Teng Yi…”

Mo Long suddenly said, “Go and inform that side. No matter what, we must suppress the turmoil of the Mo family this time. Don’t let this matter bring too much pressure on her.”

Teng Yi’s pupils constricted and he felt his hair stand on end.

Sir… he actually wanted to use the power of the Mo family for Miss Jiang.

After the song ended, Jiang Yu bowed to the crowd.

The audience didn’t react in time and were all dumbfounded.

Jiang Ran also gritted her teeth. Her eyes were bloodshot and filled with shock and annoyance.

Why? Why did Jiang Yu sing so well?

It must not be true. She must be lip-syncing.

But lip-syncing? The shape of her mouth was too aligned.

Jiang Ran thought in a daze. She really could not understand. Jiang Yu should not have been able to sing at all. Why did it turn out like this.

“Clap clap clap!”

“She sang so well!”

“I’m crying from listening to her!”

At this moment, Jiang Ran realized that the audience behind her was clapping enthusiastically. A handsome figure walked past Jiang Ran and headed backstage.

It was Mo Long, who had no reason to stay after Jiang Yu’s performance.

Teng Yi, who was following behind Mo Long, had a grim expression on his face. No one knew what he was saying over the phone. It was as if he was about to take action.

Backstage.

Zhuo Zheng looked at Jiang Yu in surprise.

Previously, Zhuo Zheng had chosen to be a singer because when he was an actor, he was deeply impressed by Li Yue’s acting skills. He felt that he would never have such an achievement in his life, that was why he chose the path of a singer.

But now, Zhuo Zheng had encountered the same difficult problem.

He asked himself in his heart how great the difference between his singing skills and Jiang Yu’s was.

The answer was discouraging.

Zhuo Zheng felt that no matter what, he would never be able to perform the feeling of being able to reach people’s soul.

So Zhuo Zheng was lost. He felt that he had lost hope for the path of a singer.

He still remembered that Li Yue had said to Zhuo Zheng before, “A real actor needs to put in all his effort and be able to pull the emotions of the audience with every move.”

But now, Jiang Yu had conveyed her ability to pull the emotions of the audience with just her voice.

“Zhuo Zheng, let’s go to the hospital to have a look first.”

Seeing that Zhuo Zheng had suffered a blow, the assistant immediately suggested.

Zhuo Zheng glanced at Jiang Yu, turned around and left.

When Jiang Yu came out of the changing room, she found Mo Long already sitting on the chair outside. When he saw her come out, he casually took Jiang Yu’s handbag and said, “Let’s go.”

Jiang Yu naturally followed him out.

Just as they left the room, Jiang Yu saw Jiang Ran and her assistant standing outside the door sneakily.

No one knew how long they had been peeping at her.

When she saw the two of them coming out, Jiang Ran immediately pretended to be passing by. “Sister, you sang really well just now. Mr. Mo, I’ll leave my sister to you. I hope you can protect her well. I still have something to do, so I’ll take my leave first.”

Jiang Ran smiled sweetly at Mo Long and then pretended to be very friendly as she left.

However, the little assistant beside Jiang Ran kept turning her head back nervously, as if she was afraid that a tiger would catch up to her.

Not far away, the little assistant asked in confusion, “Sister Ran Ran, why did you treat Jiang Yu so well just now?”