If Mo Xiaodie asked Ye Mo if he wanted to listen to her sing, Ye Mo would definitely say no, it was already so late, he should rest.
However, Mo Xiaodie didn't ask this question. Instead, she asked what songs she liked to listen to. Then, she went to the room to look for a guitar.
There was no option to listen to her singing.
Ye Mo couldn't even refuse.
Everyone was ready to start singing.
Moreover, he had just said that he liked to listen to her songs. Now that she was really about to start singing, he was going to slip away. It would also seem that his previous words of liking her were too hypocritical.
Ye Mo had no choice but to sit there and eat fruits in frustration."I was too hasty."
Mo Xiaodie took out a guitar from her room and even brought a folding stool. It was the one she usually sang in the live broadcast room.
He sat in the middle of the living room and played the guitar. He looked up at Ye Mo and asked,
"Which song do you like?"