However, no matter where Mu Yueyao hid and told no one about it, it was as if the father and daughter were telepathic!
How enviable!
After Mu Yichen returned to his room, Mu Yazhe walked out of the house and went to the garage. When he saw that Yueyao's Maserati was there, he smiled in satisfaction.
The car was parked at home. This was a secret signal between father and daughter. It meant that she was now at the Moon Palace.
From the name, one could tell who had specially invested in this exclusive private clubhouse in the capital city.
Originally, the Mu family had a few private clubs, but they were mostly places to discuss business. The reason why the Moon Palace was built back then was because Mu Yueyao became obsessed with karaoke when she was in junior high school. Worried that his daughter would not be able to find a good environment to sing, he specially established Moon Palace.
There was a private princess room in the Moon Palace. The sound system in this room was world class and just that alone cost millions. The 700-square-meter duplex box was actually designed by a specially-hired international top stage designer to create a beautiful stage effect. It was big enough to acmodate hundreds of people to party. It could even host a small concert.
When she was young, Mu Yueyao was definitely the envy of the entire school. Celebrities would turn up at her birthday banquet. At that time, any celebrity she fancied would appear at her birthday banquet. There were even celebrities who would feel honored to be invited to the event. The most frightening thing was that a celebrity's value would double if they had been to her birthday banquet.
She was at the Moon Palace?
Without a second thought, Mu Yazhe started the car and sped toward the Moon Palace.
When he arrived at the Moon Palace, he saw that the hall was brightly lit. The group of people at the switchboard were up to their necks. When they saw the man, it was as if they had seen the god of their salvation.
"Chairman Mu is here!"
A bunch of wait staff hurried over with bitter expressions and surrounded the man, crying and plaining at once.
"Chairman Mu, Young Miss doesn't allow us to enter the private room now. She's asked for a lot of wine, and we didn't dare refuse…"
"Previously, the two managers advised her against drinking and were fired. But that's not the point. Please hurry up and take a look. If she continues to drink like this, she'll cave sooner or later."
Mu Yazhe frowned, but he remained calm. He looked around and raised his finger to signal them to be quiet. The group immediately fell silent.
"I'll go look for her. You guys stay outside, you're not to e in."
Everyone nodded hurriedly.
A few managers escorted him to the door of the room. Although the room was rather well soundproofed, they could hear Mu Yueyao singing at the top of her lungs.
Frowning slightly, Mu Yazhe sighed in exasperation and pushed the door open.
The lights on the stage were glaring.
Mu Yueyao was standing on the stage, surrounded by the lights. She held the microphone and hummed drunkenly.
Surrounded by the stage lights, she could not see who walked in. As soon as the man entered, the male models acpanying her immediately bowed and left.
He did not disturb her immediately. Instead, he sat on the sofa and silently watched his daughter behaving crazily.
When he looked at the song menu, he was shocked.
More than 200 songs.
"Sad People Don't Listen to Ballads"
"Goodbye"
"Breaking Up"
"The Last Snowfall"
"A Proper Goodbye"
…
Classic heartbreak songs.
At the same time that Mu Yazhe's heart ached for he, he also found it funny.
This little fellow had indeed chosen all the heartbreak songs in the database.
Mu Yueyao continued singing, "Give up. Don't struggle pointlessly. Forget about him. Love shouldn't be so plicated…"
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