Chapter 172
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However, no matter where Yueyao hid, she would not tell anyone. It was as if the father and daughter were telepathic!
How enviable!
When Mu Yichen returned to his room, Mu Yazhe went out of the house and went to the garage. When he saw that Yueyao's Maserati was still at home, he smiled in satisfaction.
The car was parked at home. This was a secret signal between the father and daughter. It meant that she was at the Moon Palace.
The Moon Palace. From the name, it was obvious who had invested in this top-notch private club in Beijing.
Originally, the Mu family had a few private clubs, but they were usually places for business.
The Moon Palace was built because Yueyao was obsessed with singing when she was in junior high. Therefore, he was worried that his daughter would not have a good singing environment, so he built the Moon Palace.
There was a princess box in the Moon Palace. The sound system inside was at least a million dollars. Just the sound system alone was worth a few million dollars.
The duplex box was more than seven hundred square meters. They had hired the top international choreographer to design an especially beautiful stage. It could accommodate hundreds of people and even hold a small fan club.
When she was young, Yueyao was definitely the envy of all the students in school. At her birthday party, all the celebrities she liked would appear at her birthday party. There were even celebrities who were proud to attend her birthday party.
The scariest thing was that the value of anyone who could attend her birthday party would definitely double.
She was at the Moon Palace?
Mu Yazhe started the car almost without hesitation and sped toward the Moon Palace.
When he arrived at the Moon Palace, the hall was brightly lit.
A row of people was in front of the switchboard. They were at a loss. When they saw Mu Yazhe, it was as if they had seen their savior.
"Chairman Mu is here!"
A group of waiters came over with bitter faces. They surrounded Mu Yazhe and complained at the same time.
"Chairman Mu, Young Miss doesn't let us into the box. She asked for a lot of alcohol. We don't dare to refuse …"
"Previously, the two managers advised her not to drink. They even lost their jobs. This is not important. You should go and take a look. If she continues drinking like this, her body will collapse sooner or later."
Mu Yazhe frowned, but his expression was still calm. He looked around and raised a finger to signal them to be quiet. The group immediately fell silent.
"I'll go look for her. You guys stay outside and don't come in."
Everyone hurriedly nodded.
Several managers escorted Mu Yazhe to the door of the room. Although the room was soundproof, they could still hear Mu Yazhe singing at the top of his lungs.
Mu Yazhe frowned slightly and sighed helplessly. He reached out and pushed the door open.
On the stage, the lights were dazzling.
Yueyao Mu stood on the stage, surrounded by lights, holding a microphone and humming drunkenly.
Surrounded by the stage lights, she couldn't see who had walked in. As soon as Mu Yazhe walked in, the male models accompanying Yueyao immediately bowed and retreated.
He didn't disturb her immediately. Instead, he sat on the sofa and silently watched his daughter go crazy.
When he looked at the song ordering machine, he was shocked.
More than 200 songs.
"Sad people don't listen to slow songs."
"Goodbye."
"Exclusive breakup."
"The last snow."
"I just want to say goodbye."
…
A typical lovelorn song.
Mu Yazhe felt sorry for her and wanted to laugh at the same time.
This little brat had lit up all the Heartbroken Love Songs.
Yueyao Mu was still singing. "Give up, don't struggle needlessly, forget him, love is not so complicated …"
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