Chapter 485
Four pairs of eyes swept over.
Ivan was speechless.
Was this woman deliberately trying to trap him?
Anyone could sing this song, but the key was, as a man in his twenties, singing this kind of song would seem ridiculous and laughable, right?
What if his image in her eyes took a big hit because of this song?
"Ivan, can't you sing?"
Haley suddenly spoke.
Her calling out Ivan caught him off guard.
This was the first time this woman had taken the initiative to call him like this.
Although he knew what she was up to, he still unconditionally compromised.
He took the microphone, cleared his throat, and started singing along with the accompaniment. "Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are!"
His voice was deep, even when singing a cheerful children's song, it carried a sense of composure.
Haley stood one meter away, watching him.
His singing voice was rich, and he stood there, his tall and straight figure swaying slightly with the rhythm.
It was evident that he was a bit nervous, but he still sang.
He actually listened to her.
There was a moment of complexity in Haley's expression.
The song quickly ended.
Angela applauded enthusiastically. "Daddy sings so well!"
Ivan patted her head. "Thank you for the compliment, Angela."
Then, he turned his head and looked at Haley. "What do you think of my singing?"
"Not bad, have a drink."
Haley handed him a glass of champagne.
Originally, there were only drinks for the children on the table, but after this man arrived, she opened the champagne that a client had sent before.
The taste of the champagne was quite good, too much for one person, but just right for two.
Ivan clinked glasses with her. "Thank you."
Haley tilted her head. "Why are you thanking me?"
"This is the first time I've seen Keith and Owen so happy, all because of you." Ivan took a sip of wine and said softly, "Because of you, the Winston family has love, and with love, a home feels more like a home."
As he spoke, his eyes were dark and bright, astonishingly bright.
Haley was so mesmerized by his gaze that her heart raced and fluttered.
She even forgot to drink her champagne, picked up the microphone and said, "This song is mine, I'm going to sing."
She sang an old song, a sentimental love song that filled the living room.
Her voice was cold and slightly husky, making the song intoxicating.
Ivan leaned against the sofa, holding a glass of champagne, watching her figure and listening to her voice, slowly putting his hand in his pocket.
Inside was the diamond ring he bought at the mall today.
He liked her, even loved her. They had kissed, and they had four children together, so tonight he was prepared to propose.
But he still felt a bit hesitant.
It was ridiculous to think that he had once ventured abroad alone to start a business, defeated all his competitors single-handedly, and traveled far to save his father. At that time, he was full of courage, but now, he felt timid.
It was just a few words, yet he was afraid.
He forced a bitter smile, finished the drink in his glass, and poured himself another one.
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