After reading the words above, Hu Yifei said firmly:

"Look, it's so sad! How can someone who has never been a cuckold write such sad words?"

Lin Chen took a deep breath, walked back to the room silently, and took out his notebook.

"What are you going to do?"

Hu Yifei asked doubtfully.

"Let me hear this sad word for you."

Lin Chen pressed a button on his notebook, and a sad prelude played.

"I have...already turned my wounds into roses..."

Stefanie Sun's voice came out from the notebook, and Hu Yifei said in surprise:

"Ziqiao is so talented, all the lyrics he wrote have been compiled into Brother."

"Dear, do you think it was Zi Qiao who copied the lyrics?"

"Copy the lyrics?"

"Yes, Zi Qiao may have thought the lyrics were beautiful, so he copied them down."

"No way, even if you copy the lyrics, you can't just throw them away after copying them?"

Hu Yifei couldn't figure it out.
Chapter completed!