The overly simple stage was only built with a few broken wooden planks. At a glance, it was filled with cracks and holes, as if a single step could easily crush it.
However, the singer in the red wedding dress had a graceful figure. Her water snake waist, which was only the width of a palm, twisted along with her posture. Her light figure couldn't even support the wedding dress. The collar of the dress was open, revealing her pale neck. It hung loosely on her shoulders, as if it would fall at any moment.
There were only two red lanterns lit on the entire stage. The blood-red light weakly illuminated a small area in front of the stage, stretching the shadows of the homeless people standing here.
"Yiya~ Young Master, listen to me. How did this heartless husband dig out my~ heart and liver to cook soup~" The singer sang and cried. She raised her sleeves to cover her face, her shoulders trembling with her movements.
