Chapter 378: It Must Be Sleep Paralysis

Bu Qingqing was at a loss for words. Hadn't the young mistress learned her lesson last night?

She couldn't help but silently criticize in her heart, "Young mistress, be careful, or the young master might punish you with another night unable to get out of bed."

After finishing her soup, Wen Meimei returned to the second floor and entered the brand-new singing practice room.

Wen Meimei was sensitive to electronic devices, able to use them even without reading the instruction manual.

After turning on all the equipment, she first tested the sound quality, which was many times better than in a KTV, and the soundproofing was excellent, too. You could barely hear a thing standing outside the door, and a few steps away, you couldn't hear anything at all.

The things chosen by King of Hell Qiao were indeed of top-notch quality. He had some uses after all.