Magnate Tycoon: How Did Simply Enjoying Life Make Me a Male God?-Chapter 583 - 406: Hai City Back Garden_3

The crisp clinking of glasses resounded as she skillfully steered the conversation elsewhere, starting from fashion trends to travel anecdotes, occasionally interspersing sly banter.

Meanwhile, on the stage, the masked singer continued to sing with abandon.

Despite not being a professional, as an enthusiast, he had clearly put in effort. His singing, although lacking in polished technique, was filled with genuine emotion, creating a unique flavor under the bar's hazy lights and soothing background music.

Li Jing half-reclined on the soft leather sofa, sipping whiskey while responding intermittently to Huang Qin's topics.

Chatting with a beautiful woman by his side, especially when her eyes sparkled with emotion beneath the lace mask, her mature allure resonated more comfortably and pleasantly than listening to Chen Wenwu and Elder Shi boasting at drinking parties.

As the conversation hit its stride, Huang Qin suddenly leaned closer, with the scent of her perfume mingling with the aroma of alcohol around Li Jing's nose.

She gently swirled the glass in her hand, her almond-shaped eyes beneath the lace mask sparkling with a smile: "I've always been curious, with President Li's taste, what's your favorite song to listen to?"

"You're asking what song I like?"

Li Jing leaned back slightly, resting against the soft sofa backrest, and pondered seriously. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

His phone held a collection of hundreds of songs, yet when it came to choosing a favorite, he found himself momentarily bewildered.

The melodies he saved casually were mostly ones he stumbled upon during leisure moments, like picking up shells randomly on the beach, each beautiful in its way but hard to rank.

"Listening to songs is just for passing the time." He chuckled softly, his voice low and steady, "When I come across one I like, I save it to listen to when I have time."

His tone was calm, carrying a touch of nonchalance, as he answered, "If I really have to choose, I couldn't say."

When it came to music, he always considered himself an outsider. Compared to delving into melodies and lyrics, he was better at chatting with women.

The other party seemed unsurprised by his answer and further asked, "Then what type of music do you usually like? Pop, opera, or rock?"

Li Jing raised his glass, took a light sip, and the cold liquid down his throat cleared his mind: "Folk music, I suppose."

He set down the glass, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his eyes, "In my childhood, while struggling at the bottom, I witnessed a lot of life's hustle and bustle. The grounded stories in folk music always resonate with me."

Huang Qin, wearing a half-face lace mask, raised her delicate brows, her exposed eyes curving into a pleasing arc: "I didn't expect our tastes to be so similar. Besides rock, I also love folk music."

Upon hearing this, Li Jing nodded noncommittally, without further response, assuming it was Huang Qin's high emotional intelligence showing in agreement.

Soon after, Huang Qin stood up, elegantly explaining, "President Li, I'll be gone for a moment."

Li Jing instinctively glanced at his watch, casually responding "Alright," expecting it to be a brief absence.

But ten minutes passed, and the seat opposite remained empty. He frowned slightly and was about to wave for a waiter when the lights over the stage suddenly dimmed.

A spotlight lit up, illuminating the stage center where a silhouette emerged from the shadows, it was Huang Qin.

Seeing the familiar masked figure of Huang Qin on stage, Li Jing, initially assuming she just went to the restroom, was surprised.

The bar's previously noisy chatter gradually quieted down, as guests at other booths turned their attention to the stage.

Huang Qin, dressed in a form-fitting dress, the fabric clinging to her ample curves, embodied the mature charm of a woman in every step.

The slit of her skirt revealed her long, smooth legs as she walked, her fair skin glowing softly under the warm yellow light.

Her shapely form, paired with an elegant poise, made her the instant focal point on stage.

Li Jing straightened his posture, his gaze locked onto the stage.

Watching Huang Qin adjust the microphone and smooth her dress, he guessed she was about to sing.

As the melodious prelude flowed from the speakers, his expression shifted subtly, recognizing a tune he often listened to: a familiar folk song.

Before Li Jing could recall the song, Huang Qin parted her lips, her gentle voice wrapping the lyrics as they spilled forth:

"The evening breeze stirs the pine waves, ringing the windchimes like a heavenly sound, standing in the city's quiet corner, letting all commotion drift away."

The familiar melody struck his eardrums, and Li Jing realized it was Xu Wei's "Travel."

The piece originally interpreted by a deep male voice now took on a unique charm as sung by Huang Qin.

It was Li Jing's first time hearing Huang Qin sing. Her voice was as gentle and soothing as when she spoke, merging effortlessly with the song's melody, unexpectedly harmonious and beautiful.

Lacking the ruggedness of Xu Wei's voice, yet with her skilled singing techniques, she imbued it with her own tender melancholy.

As she began to sing, her professional vocal technique and breath control immediately contrasted with the amateur singers who previously took the stage.

Already drawing attention with her outstanding appearance, she became even more of a focal point at this moment.

The bar's noise gradually faded, leaving only her voice lingering in the ears.

Li Jing perceived the growing quiet around him, nodding quietly.

On stage, Huang Qin shed the business elite's shrewdness. The lace mask added an air of mystery, her slender figure outlined by a form-fitting dress, matched with the gentle narrative of folk music, portrayed the female lead from an art-house film.

Her singing, like a spring breeze in March, gently brushed past his ears and heart, engrossing Li Jing, making his fingers tap along to the rhythm on the table unconsciously.

Watching the radiant figure on stage, ripples stirred in his heart. He finally understood Chen Wenwu and others' descriptions. In the business circle's vanity fair, Huang Qin was indeed fitting of the "goddess" title.

Her intelligence surpassed others, her looks and figure were excellent.

Moreover, she could always gently yet subtly refuse suitors, maintaining boundaries without offending anyone.

Precisely due to this clarity, her defenses remained steadfast, which was why despite Li Jing's prolonged efforts, he hadn't truly entered her heart.

As his thoughts lingered, Huang Qin's voice sang again: "Always saying goodbye, meeting and parting again, always walking on long roads."

The ethereal ending echoed in the bar, and Huang Qin's eyes, behind the lace mask, gently looked toward the booth where Li Jing was sitting.

Feeling the tenderness in her gaze, Li Jing's heart stirred, almost engulfed by her gentleness.

It must be said, at this moment, under the spotlight, Huang Qin's personal charm elevated to a new height, rendering any man irresistible.