Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Just as Fang Mo’er was about to walk over…
A few male models were waiting by the roadside. They pretended that they were about to hail a taxi so they could leave. They even waved at Fang Mo’er and greeted her.
“Miss Fang, what a coincidence.”
“Has your driver not arrived yet? Why don’t I send you to where you need to go? It’s on the way anyway.”
The small group of male models had received orders from their respective companies. In order to gain more goodwill with Fang Mo’er, they immediately smiled widely.
Fang Mo’er felt a chill down her spine.
All of a sudden, she was surrounded by a few male models.
Just as Fang Mo’er was about to push the male models away, all the while thinking about how to escape, the car that had been parked by the roadside suddenly opened up.
Shi Mo walked over with a dark expression. When he walked to Fang Mo’er’s side, he immediately separated Fang Mo’er from the few male models.
In an instant, the few male models stared at Shi Mo who had suddenly appeared.
Seeing that Shi Mo seemed to have a relationship with Fang Mo’er, they took a step back.
The look in Shi Mo’s eyes was as if he would drag them out and shoot them in the next second.
The male models broke out in cold sweat.
Oh my god, they had not expected this person to be so possessive.
If they had known that this person was here, they would have restrained themselves.
Fang Mo’er was stunned for a moment. She looked at Shi Mo who was suddenly pulling her into the car. “Why are you here?”
She was also very surprised. She had thought that Shi Mo’s assistant had arranged for a chauffeur to pick her up. She had not expected that Shi Mo himself, who should be very busy, would appear.
Shi Mo did not answer her. With a cold expression, he pulled her into the car tightly.
Fang Mo’er frowned slightly, feeling that he had been a little forceful.
After closing the car door, Fang Mo’er looked at Shi Mo’s cold expression and laughed, “Are you jealous?”
No way, she had not done anything. It was those people who had approached her.
She had not done anything.
Shi Mo looked at her awkwardly. Seeing how she was still smiling nonchalantly, Shi Mo felt his veins throb.
Only God knew how angry he had been when he saw Fang Mo’er being surrounded by several male models.
He was afraid that Fang Mo’er would be touched by them, so he had hurriedly gotten out of the car.
However, even after all that, Fang Mo’er was still smiling.
With a sullen face, Shi Mo ordered, “It looks like I’ll have to assign you a few female bodyguards to prevent anyone from harassing you.”
It was not just Fang Mo’er’s work on the Spring Festival Gala. There were temptations everywhere.
Even the cast and crew were all men.
When he thought of this, Shi Mo felt depressed.
Of course, he trusted Fang Mo’er. She would not fall for those male models, but he was afraid that Fang Mo’er would be harassed.
Fang Mo’er pursed her lips, silently agreeing to this matter. Wouldn’t it be good to have a few more female assistants who were good at martial arts?
…
On the audition stage.
There were a few artistes from several companies who were singing the same song together.
On the surface, these people seemed to be a group. However, upon closer inspection, one could see that they were all standing quite far away from each other and were not close at all.
When Fang Mo’er walked in, she saw Bai Rong standing in the middle, while some artistes were pushed to the corner.
This “The Great Era” was a song that Fang Mo’er had written herself. This song could be sung as a choral piece, so in the end, she had decided to several companies send a few of the artistes that they wanted to promote, sing this song together.
It could be considered as allowing everyone to show their faces together.
However, the moment Fang Mo’er entered, she heard Bai Rong singing the highest note in the song. In the end, she did not manage to reach the note accurately at all, causing the quality of the entire song to be greatly reduced.
The moment Bai Rong saw Fang Mo’er enter, she immediately clenched her fists nervously.
She knew that they had rehearsed for a long time, but ultimately, they still had to let Fang Mo’er come and approve of the performance. She was so angry that she felt like dying.
Why did Fang Mo’er have to decide the outcome of their rehearsals?
As expected, Bai Rong immediately saw Fang Mo’er looking at her with impatience.
With just a glance, Bai Rong knew that Fang Mo’er would try to take revenge on her.
