Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 361 - 361 357 Intimate Chat in KTV

361: Chapter 357 Intimate Chat in KTV 361: Chapter 357 Intimate Chat in KTV About sixteen or seventeen minutes later, Ye Fan, Tantai Wanrong, and Zhou Zhiqian, in a threesome, opened a lavishly decorated small private room in an upscale KTV.

Although it was a small private room, it was still a bit too large for just the three of them, Ye Fan and the others.

After being served red wine, fruit plates, snacks, and nibbles, the KTV attendants left and closed the door to the private room, marking the official start of their fun.

Ye Fan knew he could only sing about seven or eight songs, which would have been enough in a group KTV setting, but with just three people, those seven or eight songs wouldn’t last long, so he tried to sing less and queued up a bunch of songs for Tantai Wanrong and Zhou Zhiqian first.

For the first song, both Ye Fan and Zhou Zhiqian let Tantai Wanrong go first, and she didn’t refuse, smiling generously, “Alright then.

Xiaofan, please queue up Deng Lijun’s ‘Alone on the Western Tower’ for me.”

“Okey-dokey,” Ye Fan responded with a smile, quickly walking over to the karaoke machine to select the song for Tantai Wanrong.

With Ye Fan’s half-baked musical knowledge, choosing a song by Deng Lijun was undoubtedly suitable for Tantai Wanrong.

Soon, as Tantai Wanrong started singing with her voice open, she beautifully rendered ‘Alone on the Western Tower’ with her sweet, mellow, and pleasant voice.

Especially her voice naturally exuded a kind of aristocratic grace, causing Ye Fan and Zhou Zhiqian to conjure an image of an ancient beauty standing on a tower, softly singing to the waning western moon.

Moreover, Ye Fan could tell that Tantai Wanrong had practiced ‘Alone on the Western Tower,’ showing traces of professional music training.

But her foundation seemed a little shallow, presumably because she hadn’t been studying for very long.

Two or three minutes later, Tantai Wanrong finished singing ‘Alone on the Western Tower,’ and both Ye Fan and Zhou Zhiqian clapped and cheered.

“That was great, almost as good as Deng Lijun!” Ye Fan exclaimed with a laugh, “Auntie Rong, sing another one, will you?

We can’t get enough!”

Zhou Zhiqian also urged Tantai Wanrong to sing another.

‘Alone on the Western Tower’ is quite short, barely more than two minutes—it was almost as if she had just warmed up her voice when the song ended—so Tantai Wanrong, feeling somewhat reluctant to stop, smiled and said, “Alright, another one, ‘Wish You Well,’ Wang Fei’s version.”

Tantai Wanrong, caught up in the enthusiasm of singing and being in the company of just three people, ended up singing five songs in a row.

“I can’t go on, I’m not used to singing much anymore; it’s like my throat’s on fire,” Tantai Wanrong put down the microphone and smiled, “You two sing now.”

From her expression, it was obvious she was having a good time.

With Tantai Wanrong stepping down, Ye Fan urged Zhou Zhiqian to sing next.

Zhou Zhiqian, clearly itching to sing as well, didn’t put up much resistance and rapidly named three songs: Deng Ziqi’s ‘Bubble’, Chen Yixun’s ‘Ten Years’, and Jiang Xue’er’s ‘Dream’s Wings Are Injured’.

Ye Fan quickly queued the songs up for her and then returned to sit down by the coffee table, next to Tantai Wanrong.

As Zhou Zhiqian began her performance, Ye Fan was again slightly amazed; Zhou Zhiqian clearly possessed some real skill, with signs of professional music training and a more solid foundation than Tantai Wanrong.

On second thought, that made sense—Zhou Zhiqian came from a wealthy family, a rich and beautiful lady; it was very normal for her to have received some professional musical training.

Now, Ye Fan couldn’t help but feel some pressure.

It seemed he, too, was just a novice.

Tantai Wanrong, who had also noticed, leaned in close to Ye Fan’s ear with a schadenfreude grin, “Hehe, Xiaofan, Zhiqian obviously has learned music as well; feeling the pressure now?”

“Mm-hmm, totally stressed,” Ye Fan admitted, embarrassed, “If I had known, I wouldn’t have boasted about being able to sing.”

Tantai Wanrong giggled, picked up her glass filled with red wine, and gestured to Ye Fan, “No worries, drink some wine to boost your courage, and that should do it.”

Ye Fan chuckled, reached out to pick up his wine glass, and gently clinked it with Tantai Wanrong’s before drinking half of the red wine in one gulp.

After that, Ye Fan and Tantai Wanrong continued to sit together and chat.

The music was loud, and Tantai Wanrong wasn’t used to speaking loudly, so the two of them gradually moved closer as they talked, until eventually, their arms were lightly touching each other.

As their arms touched, Ye Fan distinctly felt the creamy smoothness of Tantai Wanrong’s skin, which was soft and carried a faint coolness.

It was a very comfortable sensation.

In addition, Ye Fan couldn’t help but clearly smell the mature, subtle fragrance emanating from Tantai Wanrong.

The scent, amplified by the wine she had drunk, became even more intoxicating and rich.

Tantai Wanrong seemed to have not noticed that her arm was touching Ye Fan’s and continued chatting with him, taking occasional small sips of red wine.

Ye Fan wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination, but Tantai Wanrong’s voice seemed to become sweeter and more tender, her gaze increasingly enchanting, which intoxicated him both physically and mentally.

The three songs Zhou Zhiqian sang were quite long, and by the time she finished, almost fifteen minutes had passed.

As Zhou Zhiqian was about to finish, Tantai Wanrong naturally moved a little away from Ye Fan.

Realizing this, Ye Fan also discreetly moved a bit to the side without making it obvious.

After Zhou Zhiqian finally finished singing, Ye Fan stood up and applauded loudly, calling out, “That was amazing.

Zhou Zhiqian, have you studied music or something?”

“Hehe, you noticed?” Zhou Zhiqian smiled playfully with a hint of happiness.

Then, she passed the microphone over and teased with a playful laugh, “Hehe, it’s your turn now.”

“Oh boy,” Ye Fan said with a smile as he took the microphone.

At this point, Zhou Zhiqian had already happily hopped over to the song-selecting device and turned back with a smile to ask, “What song?

I’ll pick it for you!”

“Xu Wei’s ‘Hometown’ please,” Ye Fan replied.

In the presence of Tantai Wanrong and Zhou Zhiqian, who both had some professional musical training, Ye Fan didn’t dare to take too much risk and decided to choose “Hometown,” a song he had sung before.

After Zhou Zhiqian had selected the song for Ye Fan, she returned to the coffee table, sat next to Tantai Wanrong, took a couple of sips of warm water to clear her throat, and then looked up at Ye Fan, who was already standing in front of the large LCD screen, eagerly anticipating his singing.

Tantai Wanrong also lifted her gaze toward Ye Fan, quite expectant of his song.

Holding the microphone, Ye Fan captured the mood of the song within the music’s prelude and then began to sing.

“The setting sun once again casts its light upon my face

Again reflecting the restlessness in my heart…”

As Ye Fan’s touching and pure voice rang out, both Tantai Wanrong and Zhou Zhiqian were moved and began to listen intently to his song, completely absorbed in his voice.

A few minutes later, Ye Fan finished singing “Hometown,” turned around, and smiled at Tantai Wanrong and Zhou Zhiqian, asking, “How was it?

I stayed on key, right?”

Tantai Wanrong and Zhou Zhiqian’s bright eyes shone as they smiled and said, “It sounded so good!”

“Pretending to be modest is just another form of pride,” Zhou Zhiqian laughed playfully.

“You are clearly very professionally trained in music.

Now I completely believe that you can sing.”

She paused, then continued, “However, your other hobbies and interests will have to be verified another time.

Hehe…”

That was clearly an invitation for another get-together.

“Sure thing,” Ye Fan laughed.