Bai Rong lowered her head to hide the emotions in her eyes. "Actually, she's very ugly. She didn't want anyone to know her name, so she told me not to tell anyone."
'She's so ugly, that it would be impossible for her to become an artiste.' Bai Rong added silently in her heart.
Naturally, she did not want Mu Chen to know that her stand-in had been Fang Mo'er.
A hint of disappointment flashed in Mu Chen's eyes, but he asked again, "How ugly is she? As long as she has talent, she can always get plastic surgery if she's ugly."
Bai Rong had not expected Mu Chen to be so persistent with regards to a stand-in, so she could only say, "That won't do. Her face is burned, and the damage was quite serious. Plastic surgery won't be able to heal it, so…"
Mu Chen's mind connected the figure on the stage to the burned face, which immediately made him feel nauseous. He quickly said, "Forget it then."
Bai Rong replied softly, "It's indeed not suitable."
At the same time, Fang Mo'er, who had just been cast as a burn patient, was in her office. She was focused on watching the videos on Xiaopo Station.
She was very lucky today. Teacher Bai was broadcasting live again.
Recently, Bai Liang seemed to have a lot of free time and had started giving live teaching sessions.
Fang Mo'er realized that the topic of conversation on the bullet screen today was different from yesterday.
Everyone was discussing the stand-in concert today.
"Teacher, you've met many artists. Do you know who the stand-in singer is?"
"She must be a trained singer. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so good at singing."
"I was also shocked by the stand-in."
"Teacher, do you know who it is?"
Bai Liang couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw the bullet screen that was filled with requests for the singer's name.
Throughout the afternoon, countless people had approached him to ask about it.
Some fans had even privately messaged him on Weibo.
There had also been several people from the industry who had asked him about it.
The news of the veiled stand-in singer had spread far and wide.
However, he did not know who this person was at all.
Once again, Bai Liang replied to the crowd, "I don't know who this person is either. I'm sure that this person must be a newcomer to the singing industry."
The comments below instantly showed their disappointment.
Fang Mo'er was a little amused.
Naturally, no one could find her because she was not from the singing industry at all.
No one had expected that she would be from the music arrangement industry.
"If I can find this singer, I would really like to write a song for her," Bai Liang suddenly said.
For such a singing genius, any composer would surely want to write a song for her.
After that, Teacher Bai continued his lecture.
Fang Mo'er did not send out any messages on the bullet screen today, to avoid drawing attention to herself.
Fang Mo'er was very inspired as she had learned a lot about music arranging here.
She had also composed a song on the spot.
Fang Mo'er realized that she was already capable of writing a complete song.
Before the broadcast ended, Fang Mo'er had given Teacher Bai a few rockets to express her gratitude.
Before anyone could react, she quickly left.
At 5 p.m., she left work on the dot.
The entire company had been in a mess today, with only Fang Mo'er being in a relaxed mood.
She even hummed a song on her way home.
She hummed all the way back to Xiangyuan Residence.
When she entered the house, Fang Mo'er noticed a handsome figure sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Shi Mo had changed from his usual suit to a white t-shirt and casual pants.
He rested his chin on his hand and stared at Fang Mo'er as she walked in.
"You look very happy." Shi Mo said as he looked at her.
Fang Mo'er walked over and sat down beside Shi Mo.
Of course, Fang Mo'er was happy.
With so many people chasing after her tonight, she had received a great ego boost.
Fang Mo'er's eyes sparkled as if there were billions of stars shining in them.
Shi Mo stared into those eyes, unable to tear his gaze away.
In his mind, he could see an exquisitely dressed Fang Mo'er, with a microphone in her hand as she stood on stage as if all alone in the world.
Shi Mo's thoughts shifted and he couldn't help but turn towards Fang Mo'er.
Fang Mo'er felt a little awkward under Shi Mo's gaze.
Shi Mo placed his hand on her face.
His warm palm was pressed against her cool face.
Fang Mo'er's eyes sparkled even more.
She thought that Shi Mo was going to kiss her, so she quickly closed her eyes.
Instead, she heard Shi Mo say in a deep voice, "Why is your face so cold? No wonder you're blushing."
Fang Mo'er opened her eyes in shock, the warmth on her face disappearing.
Shi Mo took her hand and warmed it in the palm of his hand.
Fang Mo'er blinked. Why did this scene look so familiar?
Fang Mo'er looked intently as she tried to understand what was behind the mischievous smile in his eyes.
"Were you intending on kissing me?" Shi Mo purposely asked.
Fang Mo'er immediately leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek.
She replied loudly, "Yes, you've found me out."
Shi Mo was stunned for a moment, before he started to smile.
He took her into his arms: "So the wife loves me so much that she wrote me a love letter, onewhich I have received."
the past, many people on the internet had envied Mu Chen's good luck because the original character of Fang Mo'er, would always write love songs to express her love for him. Every song was in the top ten of the search rankings and were very well-known.
Many people did not like Fang Mo'er's original character because they felt she was too clingy and aggressive in pursuing her love.
However, many people had also admired the original character for being so willing to sacrifice herself for love without any regrets.
But now, Fang Mo'er had written a love song for Shi Mo.
This song would be ranked first on the hot searches list. Shi Mo was thinking that he had to properly promote this song.
Fang Mo'er said, "How did you know that it was written for you?"
Shi Mo felt extremely comfortable because she had just admitted that it had indeed been written for him.
He lowered his head and looked at her in his arms. He could smell her elegant fragrance as he softly said, "Are you interested in singing? What do you think about becoming a singer in my company? If you sign a contract with me, you'll earn ten million a year."
Fang Mo'er was immediately tempted. It would be crazy not to take the money that was being offered to her.
However, she still had to be careful. "If it's because of our personal relationship, you can just open a backdoor for me. I don't mind doing it as a hobby."
10 million, that's a lot of money.
Shi Mo looked at her cute appearance and secretly laughed in his heart. He then spoke to her seriously, "You have the ability and your reputation has already risen very high. Think about it. I believe many companies are fighting to sign a contract with you."
Bai Rong remained silent, unwilling to reveal the identity of the stand-in singer.
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Currently, only Shi Mo had recognized her.
"Alright then. Since you are so sincere in your invitation to me, I will reluctantly agree. However, I want to continue being a masked singer and live my life as usual."
1
Shi Mo understood. "So, you still want to stay in that company?"
Fang Mo'er nodded. "Half of my assets are still in that company. I have to force him to return it."
It was said to be the inheritance that had been left to her by her birth mother.
If she let it go just like that, she would be letting Mu Chen and Bai Rong off too easily.
"Alright, I'll get my assistant to bring the contract to you tomorrow and take you to the recording studio." Shi Mo did not intend on forcing her.
No matter what Fang Mo'er's purpose for remaining in Mu Chen's company was, he would give her time to settle everything.
Fang Mo'er was surprised. "To record a song?"
Shi Mo parted his lips and read the lyrics out loud.
"Now, this freedom is because of him
"His strength made me believe in love again
"He erased the past and became a better version of myself
"He wasn't weak, he didn't compromise, he didn't cower
"With him around, I won't be afraid anymore"
…
This was the love letter she had written to him.
Fang Mo'er asked in surprise, "Isn't this song being prepared for an audition?"
"With you around, no one else is suitable," Shi Mo said.
Fang Mo'er was the most suitable candidate.
This song had been written by her.
It would be best if she was the one singing it.
Moreover, Shi Mo had his own selfish motives and wanted to hear her sing this song.
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…
The next day.
Fang Mo'er had just arrived at the company when she discovered that Bai Rong was being worshipped by everyone.
A few colleagues from the company consoled Bai Rong by saying, "It will be fine even if you can't sing for a long time. I just received news this morning that Star Dream Era has passed the preliminary selection for the theme song. I heard that they only selected three people, and you're one of them."
"That's right, as long as we record the music video well, the concert won't be very important."
"Sister Bai is indeed this company's main attraction. The previous song was the reason for the company's revival before, but now its popularity will skyrocket."
"In the future, Sister Bai will definitely be the most popular artiste in the company."
Fang Mo'er touched her nose. So, the matter of Bai Rong finding a stand-in singer had been resolved just like that?
'As expected of you, you two-faced woman.'
Bai Rong smiled gently. "All your support will be my motivation for continuing to work hard."
Fang Mo'er smiled sardonically. 'This woman is quite eloquent.'
Just as Fang Mo'er was about to pass by, Bai Rong suddenly left the group and walked towards her. "Sister Fang, please wait for me."
As Fang Mo'er entered the elevator, Bai Rong forced herself into the elevator after her.
The moment the elevator door closed, the smile on Bai Rong's face faded.
Then, in the manner of a lady boss, she said, "Fang Mo'er, your performance yesterday was ruined. Do you know how angry brother Mu Chen was?"
Fang Mo'er raised her eyelids and chuckled. "Wasn't it because you were caught watching the live broadcast that caused the tables to be turned on you?"
Bai Rong clenched her fists, but held in her anger and said, "In short, don't let anyone know that you were the stand-in singer. Otherwise, the company will not tolerate you. Brother Mu Chen will definitely be very angry when he finds out that you were the secret stand-in. Do you understand?"
Fang Mo'er understood. This person was afraid that Fang Mo'er's identity as her stand-in would be exposed and she would then steal the limelight from the company.
Before she left, Fang Mo'er said, "Don't worry, I won't take the initiative to say anything. It's just a matter of whether someone in your team will leak it out."
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Bai Rong's face turned pale after being reminded of that fact.
When Fang Mo'er entered the lyrics department, her colleagues in the department were all discussing the possibility of Bai Rong being chosen to sing the theme song.
Colleague 1: "This is expected of Goddess Bai. Who knows how many artistes participated in the audition to be selected for that theme song? For her to be selected for the final live audition means that her ability is already at top-level."
Colleague 2: "Although it's a pity that she won't be able to perform in the concert, but with her ability, she can be considered a professional singer."
Colleague 3: "I've always been a fan of Bai Rong. All her songs are very nice to listen to. I've listened to them several times."
As Fang Mo'er walked past them, it was as if she was invisible. Her presence did not attract anyone's attention.
Everyone seemed to have forgotten that the nice songs sung by Bai Rong had all been written by Fang Mo'er.
They had turned a blind eye to the fact that the true songwriting genius was here.
Instead, they were supporting that two-faced woman that did not have any real ability!
Fang Mo'er was speechless. She sighed at how dazzling the female lead character's aura was and silently entered the office.
Just as she was about to get off work at noon, Fang Mo'er received a callfrom Shi Mo's assistant.
He indicated that the contract was ready.
"Madam President, when will it be convenient for you to come and sign the contract?"
At the thought of becoming a singer, Fang Mo'er became very excited and immediately said, "It's very convenient for me now."
Very quickly, Fang Mo'er picked up her bag and left.
However, before she left, she decided to greet to Manager Yu.
There was actually no need for the top songwriters to come in to work every day. All they needed was to hand over songs that were of a satisfactory quality.
There were even some top songwriters who were away from the company all year round, ostensibly to look for inspiration on the outside.
Manager Yu did not actually care where Fang Mo'er was going.
He simply nodded his head in agreement.
Fang Mo'er then strutted out of the office.
Other ordinary songwriters on the outside did not have such treatment.
Seeing that Fang Mo'er was about to escape again today, he was instantly filled with envy and hatred.
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When the elevator door in front of Fang Mo'er opened, the person inside subconsciously looked up and over at her.
When he saw Fang Mo'er's pretty face, he was momentarily stunned. His lips tightened into a then line and he quickly looked away.
Fang Mo'er walked in, and the elevator door closed.
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
A light and elegant fragrance emanated from Fang Mo'er and wafted in the air.
Subconsciously, Mu Chen looked over at the girl who was quietly standing with her back facing him.
Over the past few days, he had noticed that Fang Mo'er's temperament and image had changed a lot.
In the past, Fang Mo'er would stick close to him whenever she saw him.
But now, she behaved in a restrained and dignified manner, even when they were in the same space.
His gaze shifted to Fang Mo'er's beautiful figure, and he was instantly reminded of the stand-in singer on the concert stage.
Her figure and the way she carried herself seemed to be similar.
Mu Chen had always liked women who were soft and delicate. Now, Fang Mo'er appeared to be the gentle and quiet type as well.
Fang Mo'er could already feel the gaze that was sizing her up. Subconsciously, she raised her head and her bright, sparkling eyes met Mu Chen's gaze.
Simultaneously, they were both stunned. Fang Mo'er frowned as she realized that Mu Chen's gaze was actually focused on her chest. She did not know what he was thinking.
Fang Mo'er felt disgusted.
Mu Chen stared at her and spoke in a rare moment of gentleness. "Mo'er, you've become prettier recently."
Fang Mo'er: "…" 'Don't look at me, you dog.'
Fang Mo'er knew that Mu Chen had been especially disgusted with her original character who had voluntarily offered herself to him. No matter how good-looking she was, he had always been disgusted by that kind of behavior. Dogs like him preferred innocent and reserved girls.
Hence, she deliberately gave him an exaggerated smile. "Brother Mu Chen, are you planning on getting back together with me?"
After saying that, Fang Mo'er made a gesture as if she wanted to pounce on him.
Indeed, a look of disgust flashed in Mu Chen's eyes. He immediately stretched out his hand to stop her from approaching him.
He coldly berated her, "Fang Mo'er, please remember yourself. I've said before that I don't love you at all. So, don't even think about pestering me anymore."
Fang Mo'er was giving him a look of infatuation, which continued to disgust him.
Mu Chen's eyes felt like they were burning. He stared blankly at the elevator numbers, feeling the urge to get out as soon as possible.
He did not even want to look at Fang Mo'er anymore.
Fang Mo'er's lips curled into a triumphant smile. She deliberately stared at him and said slyly, "Alright, President Mu, there's something that I want to discuss with you. I'd like to be an artist. Can the company sign me on?"
Mu Chen sneered and glanced at her disdainfully. "You? Do you even have one-tenth of Little Rong's ability? You can only be a songwriter and nothing else."
Fang Mo'er sighed. "But, I like to sing as well. Are you sure you don't want to consider it at all? If I'm signed up by another company, you'll suffer a huge loss."
'Was Fang Mo'er's ego getting overly inflated?' Mu Chen sneered. "That's what I've looking for."
1
Although, Fang Mo'er had momentarily appeared to have an ethereal aura, which had subconsciously reminded Mu Chen of the veiled singer on stage, that was clearly just a false assumption.
Fang Mo'er simply did not have that kind ability.
The elevator door opened.
Mu Chen took huge strides out, as if he was avoiding the plague, and walked away.
Only then did Fang Mo'er slowly walk out of the elevator.
She had presented him with the opportunity, but he had not taken advantage of it.
It seemed that in Mu Chen's eyes, Bai Rong was the company's unshakable cash cow.
The company's main entrance.
A car was already parked in front.
The moment Fang Mo'er walked out, Assistant Yu immediately got out of the car.
He respectfully opened the car door for her.
After Fang Mo'er got into the car, Assistant Yu handed her the contract that had already been drawn up.
"Madam President, this is the artiste contract."
Fang Mo'er took a look at it. It said that within a year, the company would turn her into a top singer.
The annual salary was 10 million, but there were very few things required of her.
It was a contract that would completely provide for all financial and material resources.
Fang Mo'er picked up her pen and signed it.
Assistant Yu said, "The company gave you the stage name of The Veiled Queen. Next, there will be a recording session for the theme song that you wrote. I will send you to the recording studio."
Fang Mo'er blinked. "I heard that three people have been entered into the pre-selection list for this song. Will there also be a live audition?"
Assistant Yu smiled. "President Shi said that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Your enemy is also his enemy."
1
Fang Mo'er had not expected that Shi Mo would actually set a trap for Bai Rong.
He wanted her to be happy first, before he rejected her.
"I understand. Let's go."
Assistant Yu sent Fang Mo'er to the recording studio.
At the same time.
Bai Rong was also on her way to the recording studio, but she had an anxious look on her face.
Ten minutes ago, she had received a call from Qihang Film and Television.
She had been instructed to go to the recording studio for her audition.
Bai Rong had said that she couldn't go, but asked if she could use a pre-recorded audio instead of doing a live recording.
Unexpectedly, the other party had said, "I'm sorry, Miss Bai. According to our company's rules, if it is not recorded live, you won't be eligible to participate."
Bai Rong was very concerned about this theme song. She would still have a chance if she went, but if she did not go, it would confirm her as a failure.
Therefore, she gritted her teeth and decisively rushed to the audition venue.
However, her expression on her face along the way, was not pleasant.
In the past, whenever they had worked together, she would use pre-recorded audio recordings. This time, however, it looked like her chances were slim.
After thinking for a while, Bai Rong quickly got her assistant to post something on Weibo.
"Make an online post about me going to Qihang company. Say that Qihang Film and Television likes my singing and invited me to go over to their company."
The assistant immediately understood.
This would cause a misunderstanding that might lead to a collaboration.
Once the public made their opinions known, even if Qihang Film and Television wanted to pick another singer to sing the song, they would have to consider the impact.
After all, the fans already mistakenly thought that Bai Rong would be collaborating with Qihang Film and Television.
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Once the news of that was released, it would be difficult to change it.
After doing all this, Bai Rong's heart calmed down slightly.
When they arrived at Qihang Film and Television, Bai Rong was led to the company's recording studio.
"Hello, Miss Bai, shall we start the audition now?"
Bai Rong nervously took a sip of water. The other party was treating her quite respectfully.
After all, she was a popular singer.
Apprehensively, she walked into the recording studio.
Bai Rong deliberately stirred up her emotions to try and hype herself up.
The minutes passed by.
In the recording studio, the recording master saw that Bai Rong was notready to start yet, and could not help but urge her, "Miss Bai, are you ready?"
Bai Rong composed herself and said, "Yes."
As the music accompaniment started to play, Bai Rong could only try her best.
However, because the strength of her skill did not allow for it, there was a slight change in tone the moment she opened her mouth.
The recording engineer looked at Bai Rong as if he had seen a ghost.
The quality of her voice was too weak, and the resonance was also very poor. Compared to the voice in her music videos, the difference was like comparing heaven and earth.
The door of the recording studio next door was wide open, welcoming the arrival of another singer.
Fang Mo'er walked to the door of the recording studio and immediately saw Bai Rong singing in the recording studio, from the outside. However, all the people listening outside the recording studio looked like they were constipated.
Some of them had even turned their heads away, too embarrassed to look.
However, Bai Rong seemed to feel good about herself and had a loving expression on her face.
Fang Mo'er burst out laughing. This was not a bad surprise at all.
Fang Mo'er turned around and followed her assistant into another recording studio.
When the recording engineer saw Fang Mo'er's appearance, he was pleasantly surprised.
He quickly went up to her and asked, "Are you the veiled singer?"
Fang Mo'er was wearing a veil over her face.
Her stage name was now The Veiled Queen.
Assistant Yu replied, "Of course. This is the veiled singer who is currently trending on the internet. She has already signed on with our company. I'm bringing her here for a recording session."
The recording engineer looked at Fang Mo'er with admiration.
He quickly said, "Miss, this way please."
Assistant Yu waited outside the recording studio.
Fang Mo'er walked into the recording studio and stood in the middle of the room. She adjusted the microphone and put on the headphones.
She looked very confident and calm.
The people outside were looking at him in seriousness.
The identity of the veiled singer was still a mystery. All they knew was that she had a heavenly voice and a singing skill that could enchant people.
Other than their professional admiration, everyone was also curious about her identity.
Fang Mo'er looked at the lyrics that she had written and grinned.
She gestured an OK sign to the recording engineer.
In an instant, the music accompaniment began.
At first, the song created a sad atmosphere.
Fang Mo'er parted her lips and started to sing, "I don't want you to comfort me anymore, I don't want you to say that you care anymore
Dry your tears, this is the last time."
She looked like she was full of despondency as she stood there.
However, the feeling of loneliness was quickly replaced by a positive emotion.
"I've been hurt before
"But now, this freedom is because of him
"His strength made me believe in love again
"He erased the past and I became a better version of myself"
…
The song was about a beautiful transformation, breaking free from the sad atmosphere and turning into a butterfly.
At the moment, Fang Mo'er seemed to become even more dazzling and moving.
She no longer exuded the sadness of a tormented love. Instead, there was a feeling of courage to draw positive energy from another direction.
"Not weak, not compromising, not retreating
"With him around, I won't be afraid anymore…"
At this moment, in Star Dream Era's headquarters building.
Shi Mo suddenly left the meeting room and entered the room next door.
The room resounded with Fang Mo'er's moving singing voice.
It was coming from the surveillance video in the recording studio. It was synchronizing with Fang Mo'er's singing.
Shi Mo's usually dark and cold eyes suddenly transformed, attracted by the person who was singing.
The corners of his mouth could not help but rise.
This was a song that belonged to them.
The recording went very smoothly.
Fang Mo'er had given a perfect performance. There was nothing else that needed to be improved on.
In this recording studio.
Many artists had come to audition for this song before, but none of them had passed the test.
But now, only Fang Mo'er could perfectly express the emotions of this song.
Fang Mo'er walked out of the recording studio and asked, "Sir, is there any part that you need me to sing again?"
The recording engineer said in a daze, "No… There's nothing else."
Fang Mo'er was not surprised at all.
She was shocked by her own singing as well. While she was touched by her own song, she was also touched by her own singing.
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The onlookers were also touched.
Assistant Yu blinked his eyes and said, "You're really a treasure of this company!"
Completing the recording in one take was astonishing.
He had thought that she would need to do the recording at least two to three times before the most satisfactory version could be found.
Who would have thought..
Why was the President's wife so strong?
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Even after Assistant Yu had left with Fang Mo'er, Bai Rong was still in the recording studio next door, claiming that she was not in a good state and asking for a new recording.
The endless recording had worn out the last bit of patience of the recording engineer.
The recording engineer waved his hand impatiently and said, "Alright, alright, but this is the last time. You can leave after you finish this recording."
Bai Rong really wanted to record the version that she would be the most satisfied with.
However, time did not allow her to do so.
In the past, her music videos had been recorded several times, before being pieced together and tuned by the sound engineer bit by bit.
But now..
With a sullen face, she looked very unwilling to have her plans thwarted. "Alright then, I'll sing one last time."
The recording engineer was holding back his private thoughts, which he was dying to tell her. 'If you can't sing well, it's not because of your condition, but because your basic skills aren't good enough.'
Bai Rong got into the car with a sullen face.
As soon as she got into the car, her assistant comforted her, "Sister Bai, don't worry. The netizens are already promoting you as the singer of "Don't Hurt Me Again". When the time comes, they will have no other option but to choose you."
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Bai Rong could not help but curl her lips bitterly. "I don't want to resort to using this trick either, but the other party has gone too far. The theme song clearly only needs to be recorded to sound good, yet they insisted on me singing it personally. Isn't this an unnecessary move?"
1
The recording of the song that she had personally arranged previously, had cost a lot of money to perfect.
It was ready to be used directly. There had been no need to sing it live again. Qihang Film and Television had too much free time.
Logically speaking, her song should just have been chosen directly, without the need of choosing three people to go for a live audition.
However, when she thought about the power of public opinion, Bai Rong felt reassured.
Hence, she returned to the company in a good mood.
She needed to develop a good relationship with Mu Chen so that he would give her more resources.
Not only did she aim to be the queen of songs, she also wanted to be the best actress in the future. The bigger her heart was, the bigger the stage would be.
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All she needed was a recording engineer to fix her singing and a stand-in for her acting. It would be not a problem at all.
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At the company.
Fang Mo'er received the finished theme song from her assistant in the afternoon.
In the video, a clip from the television drama was played along with Fang Mo'er's moving singing voice.
Assistant Yu said, "Madam President, you can register for an artiste's account on Weibo and post this video. Of course, the company will also be promoting this theme song."
Assistant Yu couldn't help but sigh, "You might not know this, but your singing was chosen directly without undergoing any further process.. This is the first time I've ever seen a singer who is naturally a finished product."
Fang Mo'er quickly registered for a Weibo account and named it "The Veiled Queen".
After registering, she casually posted the theme song.
Not long after Fang Mo'er had posted it, the public Weibo account of Star Dream Era's Qihang Film and Television company also posted the video and tagged the @TheVeiledQueen.
Very quickly, the theme song became popular.
Fang Mo'er heard the sound of her phone vibrating non-stop.
When she picked it up, she saw that there was an ever increasing number of fans who started to follow her. There were also many people who had sent private messages to her.
Fang Mo'er had not expected that an unimportant person like herself, who had long been considered as transparent, would have such great influence.
She quickly opened her phone with a racing heart.
The moment she opened Weibo, her newly registered account had already received the official verification. Her number of fans had already reached 10,000 and continued to increase.
The only post in the account was the theme song entitled "Don't Hurt Me Again",had received many likes and had been shared by many people.
"After searching for so long, I've found the actual veiled singer!"
"I didn't expect that the theme song this time would be sung by The Veiled Queen. Her singing is extremely good. I'll like and follow her!"
"The Veiled Queen has her own song too. That's great!"
"I kneel down to her skill and talent, as I'm listening to her sing."
"I've finally found the actual person!"
"As expected of the queen, I'm having an eargasm."
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Fang Mo'er was so happy that her mouth was agape. It was such a wonderful feeling to be sought after by others.
In the private message interface, there were quite a number of people who claimed to be from an entertainment company.
They asked Fang Mo'er if she had already signed a contract with an entertainment company.
"Hello, I'm from Dream Maker Entertainment. Our company appreciates your talent and would like to offer you a contract as the company's main artiste. You may contact me at this number…"
"Dear Veiled Queen, we've been following you for a long time. As long as you agree to join our company, we will offer you the best benefits."
"Miss Veiled Queen, our company is one of the top four entertainment companies in the industry. I wonder if you have already signed on with a company. If not, would it be convenient for us to meet and talk?"
Fang Mo'er rejected them one by one.
She indicated that she had already signed on with a company.
Only then did those people give up, expressing their regret.
Fang Mo'er covered her mouth and smiled. She closed her Weibo account and continued to watch the music video carefully.
Actually, she was almost done learning and was only looking for inspiration.
On the other side.
Bai Rong returned to the company.
She immediately received a lot of attention from her colleagues.
"Sister Bai, there you are. The theme song is pretty much yours now."
Bai Rong said ambiguously, "The recording went very smoothly, so it shouldn't be a problem."
Her colleagues thought that she was being modest.
After all, the news had been spread online that the singer of the theme song would be Bai Rong.
"Let's get together after work to celebrate," her colleague continued enthusiastically.
Bai Rong quickly waved her hand and hurriedly said, "No, I'm sorry but I have an appointment tonight."
After she said that, she walked towards Mu Chen's office and made her escape.
Her colleagues all shared a look of understanding. This couple really had a good relationship.
Mu Chen was just about to walk out.
When he suddenly saw Bai Rong appearing at the door, his eyes suddenly softened and he retreated back into the office.
"Have you been selected for the theme song so quickly?"
Bai Rong closed the door.
She walked towards Mu Chen.
Mu Chen looked at her worry-filled eyes and could not help but ask, "What's wrong? Why do you look so unhappy?"
Bai Rong sighed. "It's not official yet. After all, we haven't signed the contract yet."
So that was the reason.
Mu Chen looked at her with amusement. "Silly, I heard the theme song that you recorded. It's perfect. Qihang Film and Television will definitely choose you. If not, who else is worthy?"
2
The quality of an auto-tuned recording was definitely nice to listen to.
2
Bai Rong thought to herself, 'I hope that nothing goes wrong.'
Just then, Bai Rong's phone rang. She took a look and saw that the caller was from Qihang Film and Television.
She straightened her back and immediately looked at Mu Chen.
Mu Chen's eyes lit up. "Quick, answer it. It must be for you to sign the contract."
Bai Rong grinned. That should be it.
It would not make sense for this theme song to not be given to her. The recording that she had sent to them was the most perfect.
2
She answered the phone immediately and smiled. "Hello."
However, in the next moment, Bai Rong's eyes flickered and she became uneasy. "What did you say? You've already signed on another artist? Are you kidding me?!"
How could they disregard the fact that the entire Internet believed that she was the singer of the theme song?
"Did you forget something? I remember that you guys were very satisfied with the audio that I sent over previously. You even said that it was the best. I believe that the netizens will also think that I'm the most suitable candidate to be selected."
Mu Chen's expression changed as he stared at her.
He asked anxiously, "What's going on?"
Bai Rong hung up the phone in embarrassment. She looked at Mu Chen, not knowing how to explain herself.
In the end, Bai Rong's eyes reddened. She lowered her head and said weakly, "They informed me that they had chosen another singer in the end."
Mu Chen, who had been holding her hand, could not help but put it down. "Didn't you say that it had already been decided?"
Bai Rong also felt very wronged. Logically speaking, the decision should already have been made. However, it seems that the other party had not played by the rules, so she could only say, "They said that they found a more suitable person."
Mu Chen said angrily, "How can this be!"
"Brother Mu Chen, what should I do? I've been replaced, but the fans all think that this song is mine. It's all my fault that I said it in advance. I shouldn't have said it before I signed the contract."
Bai Rong looked guilty and uneasy. Mu Chen's heart almost melted when he saw her pitiful look.
He quickly went forward again and took a tissue to wipe her tears. "You're really made of water. Why are you crying again? Don't worry, the company will do a good job of PR for you. It's not your fault that someone else stole your song."
1
Bai Rong acted as if she was afraid that he would be angry. She even took half a step back, looking at him uneasily.
Mu Chen comforted and spoke kindly to Bai Rong before he finally managed to coax her.
The company immediately started a crisis PR campaign.
They said that Bai Rong had originally been the selected candidate, but The Veiled Queen had appeared out of nowhere and replaced her.
All Bai Rong's fans were upset on her behalf and came to The Veiled Queen's Weibo account to complain.
"First, she became someone else's stand-in, and now she's even stolen something belonging to someone else. She's such a schemer."
"Her character isn't good. It's clear that anyone who's willing to be someone else's stand-in can't be a good person."
"Our goddess Bai's singing skills are pretty good too. This song was tailor-made for us."
At first, Bai Rong had not dared to look on Weibo, so naturally, she did not know who the chosen singer was.
It was not until she had attended an event that she heard someone mention the words "The Veiled Queen" at the venue.
Bai Rong walked over in surprise and approached the female fan who was looking at her phone. "What did you say?"
The female fan saw how agitated Bai Rong was, and thought that it was because she had been robbed of her song, and said weakly, "The Veiled Queen, the one who stole your song.
"The one who doesn't even dare to show her true face. We all hate her…"
Bai Rong gritted her teeth, her body trembling with anger.
'So it's you, Fang Mo'er.'
Never in her wildest dreams would she have thought that Fang Mo'er would step in like this.
It had to be an act of revenge.
Fang Mo'er was taking revenge on her because Mu Chen!
Only then did Bai Rong remember to look at her phone.
Sure enough, she saw the video of the new theme song.
The singer's voice clearly belonged to Fang Mo'er.
Other people might not be able to recognize Fang Mo'er if they had never heard her sing before.
However, Bai Rong could immediately tell that it was her because she had asked Fang Mo'er to sing for her so many times.
This person was clearly Fang Mo'er.
"No, I have to go and talk to Mu Chen about this. Fang Mo'er has gone too far."
Bai Rong was so angry that she completely forgot about the event and hurriedly walked out.
However, after taking a few steps, she stopped. "I can't let Mu Chen know about this."
She had specifically told Mu Chen that the veiled singer was a very ugly person with a huge scar on her face.
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Bai Rong hesitated for a moment, then turned around and returned to the stage to calm down.
…
Fang Mo'er had rejected many companies that wanted to sign with her.
However, she had not expected to see Mu Chen's Weibo account appear in her private message chat.
Creative Entertainment's President, Mu Chen: "Miss Veiled, I'm the President of Creative Entertainment. I really like every song that you have sung. I wonder if it would be convenient for you to meet with me. Our company is lacking a talented singer like you. If you have any particular requests, you can bring them up with me and I'll try my best to satisfy you."
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It was rare for Fang Mo'er to see Mu Chen behave so polite.
Her lips curled up.
The Veiled Queen: "Mr. Mu, I'm in City A now. May I know which city you're in?"
The President of Creative Entertainment, Mu Chen: "What a coincidence. I'm also in City A. Where are you located, Miss Veiled? I'll go over so we can discuss this matter."
The Veiled Queen: "How about this, I'll give you a time and place and we can meet there."
After sending that message, Fang Mo'er sent him the name of the venue. It was Pavilion One.
The President of Creative Entertainment, Mu Chen: "That's great, I'll definitely be there on time."
Fang Mo'er rubbed her chin.
She took out her phone and typed out a few lines before sending it over. "Husband, would you like to have dinner with me tonight?"
Shi Mo replied: "What would you like to eat?"
Fang Mo'er: "The dishes at Pavilion One are pretty good."
Shi Mo: "Arrange it then."
Fang Mo'er was elated.
When it was time to get off work, Fang Mo'er was holding her bag and waiting at the entrance of the elevator when she suddenly saw Mu Chen.
Mu Chen frowned when he saw her.
He quickly pressed the button to close the elevator.
He also gave her a warning with his gaze, as if telling her to stop pestering him.
Fang Mo'er stood where she was, without moving. She did not want to be in the same elevator as him either.
Pavilion One.
Mu Chen had just stopped the car, when he spotted Fang Mo'er's flashy sports car following him.
It stopped at a spot not far away.
Mu Chen's expression was cold as he unbuckled his seatbelt. With a click, he pushed open the door and got out of the car.
Angrily, he walked over towards Fang Mo'er.
"Darling! I'm here." Fang Mo'er got out of the car and answered the phone.
Mu Chen stood awkwardly on the spot when he heard this.
Mu Chen was stunned and surprised.
Fang Mo'er was not following him?
Just then, Fang Mo'er turned around and walked straight towards Mu Chen.
Mu Chen sneered inwardly. She must have used that trick to pretend to reject him. Hence, Mu Chen's expression was cold and arrogant. He gave off an aura that prevented strangers from getting close to him. He arrogantly continued to stand in the same spot, preparing to berate her coldly.
However, Fang Mo'er did not even look at him. She walked past him and headed straight for the elevator.
Fang Mo'er kept her phone away. When she entered the elevator and looked up, she saw Mu Chen staring at her. Then, she stretched out her finger and pressed the button to close the elevator.
Just as Mu Chen's anger surged up, she closed the elevator door.
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Just like what he had done earlier.
Mu Chen clenched his fists and took a deep breath. When he thought about his main goal today which was to meet The Veiled Queen, he did not have the mood to argue with Fang Mo'er anymore.
He quickly entered Pavilion One.
Fang Mo'er was in the VIP room. Through the glass window, she could see the guests outside.
However, the guests outside could not see her.
The moment Fang Mo'er sat down, her phone started to vibrate.
She picked it up slowly, realizing it was a message from Mu Chen's Weibo account. "I'm here. I'll be waiting for you."
Fang Mo'er smiled and placed her phone on the table.
Supporting her chin with one hand, she tapped on the table with the fingers of her other hand.
"What are you looking at?"
A mellow voice suddenly sounded behind Fang Mo'er. She turned around and saw the person who had come.
The person was dressed in an elegant custom-made shirt and suit. His dark eyes were looking at her with affection. His face was elegant and noble, as if he had just walked out from a painting. That was quintessentially Shi Mo.
Fang Mo'er grinned. "Something interesting has happened."
When Shi Mo sat down, the masculine aura he was exuding was breathtaking.
Following Fang Mo'er's line of sight, Shi Mo raised his head and looked out of the window. "What interesting thing? Tell me."
His gaze scanned the area outside, but stopped on a figure. He frowned slightly and turned his head to look at Fang Mo'er with an inquisitive look, as he gestured for her to continue.
Fang Mo'er sensed his concern and was elated. "Mu Chen wants to sign The Veiled Queen on as an artiste in his company. Wouldn't you say that it's a coincidence, that he wants to meet with me?"
Outside, Mu Chen was sitting alone in his seat. He had ordered dishes for two, but did not eat.
He had serious expression on his face, as if he was waiting for his sweetheart.
That was true. The thing Mu Chen cared most about was his company. As long as it brought benefits to the company, he was willing to be with someone he did not like, not to mention waiting for a rising star who was talented in singing.
When Shi Mo heard that, he looked at the person who was waiting outside and instantly felt relieved.
"You're very mischievous." Shi Mo said.
Inside their private room, Fang Mo'er and Shi Mo casually enjoyed their meal.
From time to time, they enjoyed the scenery outside.
Outside, five minutes passed. Then, ten minutes passed.
The dishes had already turned cold.
Mu Chen looked at his watch. His face, which was normally cold, instantly turned even colder.
He looked both to the left and right, before taking out his phone and sending a message to The Veiled Queen's account. "Was there a traffic jam on the road?"
In the end, his efforts felt like a stone sinking into the ocean. Mu Chen's face turned even more sullen.
However, when he stood up, he couldn't help but sit down again.
He planned to continue waiting.
At the same time, Fang Mo'er's phone vibrated.
However, she did not even bother to look at it.
Shi Mo placed a portion of one the dishes on her plate and said, "This is not bad. Try it."
Fang Mo'er looked up at him. "Don't you want to know what's going on between Mu Chen and me?"
It was rumored that her original character was stalking Mu Chen.
However, Fang Mo'er, who had read the novel before, knew that such a thing was merely a slap in the face. If there was no hope, the original character would not continue on this path.
Shi Mo placed his chopsticks down and a glint flashed across his dark eyes.
He grinned and said, "I want to wait until you're willing to tell me. Perhaps now is the best time."
He stared at Fang Mo'er and suddenly felt a little nervous.
From all the signs, it seemed as if Fang Mo'er had fallen in love with Mu Chen.
Even now, it gave him the illusion that Fang Mo'er was merely throwing a tantrum with Mu Chen.
Fang Mo'er paused for a moment before saying, "I did use to like Mu Chen very much. However, at that time, he did not dare to reject me because of the financial crisis that his company faced. In the end, he agreed to go out with me.
"Later on, he used the excuse of giving me half of the company's shares to cheat me out of the inheritance that I got from my mother. At that time, I didn't even feel that there was anything wrong with it. Even after I wrote many songs, I still didn't get the shares that I should have. Yet, I was still willing to do it."
Fang Mo'er recalled the book. Her original character had been so reckless that it had been like a moth flying into the flame.
As she was immersed in her memories, she did not notice the man in front of her, with tightly clenched fists by his side.
'Willingly?'
Mo felt a wave of annoyance welling up in his body. He wanted nothing more than to beat up the person outside.
However, that emotion was concealed by his excellent control.
"Oh." Shi Mo let go of his hand and lowered his eyes. He raised a glass of wine and took a big gulp. He felt a burning sensation as the strong wine slid down his throat. "It looks like you have fallen in love with him. You seem to be quite infatuated with him."
Fang Mo'er snapped out of her reminiscing and looked Shi Mo's expressionless face. Then, she smiled. "However, that's all in the past. I'm not that stupid now. In the past, Mu Chen often stood me up without any scruples. Now, it's tit for tat."
Mu Chen had even been with Bai Rong behind her original character's back.
The two of them had often exchanged glances and had secret meetings that her original character had not known about.
Fang Mo'er had already seen all of this in the book.
In the end, Mu Chen had even mercilessly sent her original character to prison. He always maintained a righteous image of standing on moral high ground.
This made Fang Mo'er feel extremely disgusted with the male protagonist in the book.
Shi Mo's eyes darkened for a moment.
It was said that love was as deep as hate.
Shi Mo lifted his head to look at her. "How do you want to get it back?"
Fang Mo'er thought for a moment. "I want the company that he cares about the most to be destroyed at his own hands."
When a woman was ruthless, she was like a tiger with sharp claws and fangs.
Shi Mo stared at her. "Do you need me to help you?"
Fang Mo'er said, "I'll ask for your help when I need it."
Actually, defeating Mu Chen was very simple.
He had placed most of the company's resources on Bai Rong.
The moment Bai Rong made a mistake, the company would be in danger like it had been in the past.
By that time, there would not be another person who was so infatuated with him that she would be willing to give him all of her assets.
Fang Mo'er noticed that the atmosphere become stagnant since the topic was a little heavy, so she changed the topic.
"Let's not talk about him anymore. Let's just enjoy the delicious food."
After they had finished eating, Fang Mo'er wiped her mouth and stood up.
She then realized that Shi Mo'er had extended his hand towards her. Fang Mo'er stepped forward and interlocked her fingers with his.
At this moment, Shi Mo's heart seemed to feel much better.
The stifling aura from before had also become much lighter.
"Let's go," he said lightly.
Fang Mo'er realized that the hand that was holding her hand was a little tight. Just as she was about to mention it, he became more gentle again.
Her attention was diverted because they had walked out of the VIP room and were heading outside.
The other guests in the lobby were enjoying the restaurant's specially made delicacies.
Strangely, in one corner, there was a man who was constantly looking at the time on his phone.
Impatience flashed across his face.
However, he did not throw a fit.
Just as Mu Chen subconsciously looked towards the elevator entrance again, he saw Fang Mo'er and a man holding hands as they entered the elevator.
Mu Chen was momentarily stunned before he quickly looked away. He could not help but sneer. He did not care who Fang Mo'er was with.
However, when he thought of her current wealth, Mu Chen started to have other thoughts.
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After Fang Mo'er arrived at Xiangyuan Residence, she opened her Weibo account and sent a message to Mu Chen.
"I'm sorry, another companies has already offered me a contract and signed me on as their artiste."
Mu Chen immediately replied, "Which other company can be as good as my company? Miss Veil, my company will give you the best resources. I don't think you realize how much potential you have, so I don't think you should simply sign a contract with a small company. It's still not too late for you to back out of it now. I'm willing to pay the penalty."
In the hall, Fang Mo'er stopped in her tracks and smiled.
Shi Mo noticed her pause and turned around to look at her.
A cold satisfaction flashed in Fang Mo'er's eyes. Even after a contract had been signed, he still dared to ask her to break it.
As expected of you, Mu Chen.
Then, she typed as if there was no one else around, "Mr. Mu, you're very sincere, but the majority of your company's resources are with Miss Bai. How about this, if you can terminate the contract with Miss Bai, then I'll sign with your company. As the saying goes, there's not enough room for two tigers on a mountain. I hope you can understand."
Shi Mo saw a flash of light in her eyes and could not help but look down. He witnessed Fang Mo'er saying that she wanted Mu Chen to terminate the contract with Bai Rong and sign her on instead.
The temperature in the room suddenly cooled down.
He had been right to give her time.
However, seeing her and that man work in the same company every day, and interacting like this now, would surely make any man unhappy.
Even if they knew that she was only taking revenge on him.
Shi Mo did not interrupt her and turned around to go upstairs, heading straight to the study.
Fang Mo'er waited patiently for a while before receiving his reply.
Creative Entertainment's Mu Chen: "Miss Veil, if this is your request, then I'm afraid I can't do it. You can make other requests instead."
Currently, Bai Rong was a popular singer, while the Veiled Queen was, at most, a newcomer who had just made her debut. Moreover, she was an extremely ugly person.. She could not be compared to Bai Rong.
Fang Mo'er had already guessed that he would say that, so she replied, "What a pity." Then, she put away her phone.
When she looked up, she realized that Shi Mo was nowhere to be seen in the living room.
However, the door to the study room was wide open.
From the outside, she could see that Shi Mo was in a video conference.
Fang Mo'er walked to the door of the study room and thoughtfully closed the door for him. Only then, did she return to the master bedroom.
She did not notice Shi Mo raising his eyes to look at the closed door with a complicated expression.
He had never lacked for women, but he did not want just any woman.
On the contrary, the only woman who had caught his attention so far, was Fang Mo'er.
Before, he had thought that he could just choose anyone to be his wife.
He had simply found a random woman to deal with the constant urging from his family. It would merely be to ease his elders' minds.
He had never expected to underestimate how much Fang Mo'er had lodged herself in his heart.
When Fang Mo'er wrote him a love letter, his heart would beat uncontrollably.
He had always been more career-oriented, yet, he had been willing to leave a meeting midway just to watch her first recording session.
Shi Mo lowered his head to look at the computer in front of him, feeling distracted for the first time.
After a while, the meeting ended.
Shi Mo closed his eyes and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.
He suddenly felt tired.
Just then, there was a knock on the study room door.
"Come in." He put down his hand and raised his head.
Fang Mo'er twisted the doorknob and stuck her head in. As expected, she smiled in relief when she saw that the meeting had ended.
Then, she dashed in.
Holding her phone in her hand, she ran over with a bright smile on her face.
When she reached Shi Mo's side, he bent down and placed the phone on the table in front of him.
The faint fragrance of a woman wafted over.
The silk pajamas on Fang Mo'er's body gently brushed against Shi Mo's side profile.
Shi Mo's back stiffened.
Fang Mo'er's proud voice rang in his ears, "Look, it's the music app's 24-hour hot song chart. Here, The Veiled Queen, first place."
Fang Mo'er gestured, and straightened her back. Her eyes were shining.
The faint fragrance had become even lighter.
Shi Mo took a deep breath and looked down.
As expected, he saw that the song had debuted in first place. His expression quickly returned to normal, then he nodded and said, "It looks like this song is very popular. Even the new song by the Queen of Songs has been defeated by you."
Fang Mo'er had just finished washing up when she had taken out her phone.
She had not expected to see "Don't Hurt Me Again" topping the charts.
She was momentarily stunned before an unexpected joy crept into her heart. She had thought that it would take a few days before anything really happened, but she had not expected it to be so fast.
In the next second, her body had already started moving. She had run out, wanting to tell Shi Mo the good news.
It was as if she wanted to take credit for it.
Fang Mo'er saw that he was not surprised and immediately thought of something. She exclaimed, "Your company's publicity team is really amazing."
She reached out to take her phone back.
However, the man grabbed her wrist and turned his head to look at her.
Their eyes met and their breaths intertwined. They were so close that they could almost kiss.
Fang Mo'er was stunned. She stared into his eyes, suddenly feeling a little shy.
Shi Mo looked down at the pair of lips that seemed to have been made for kissing.
The urge in his body was boiling.
Just as the wild beast within him was about to burst out of the cage, Shi Mo suddenly let go of her hand.
Fang Mo'er quickly took back her phone and straightened her body, looking at him awkwardly.
In the silent study room, Shi Mo raised his eyes and glanced at Fang Mo'er who was standing still. He frowned and said, "I won't touch you again, unless we're in love."
Fang Mo'er's eyes widened. Why had he suddenly brought this up?
Before Fang Mo'er could probe any further, Shi Mo said, "One day, if you want a divorce before that happens, I will set you free!"
Fang Mo'er was dumbfounded. Without thinking, she replied, "I don't want a divorce."
When Shi Mo heard this, the turmoil in his heart instantly disappeared.
He suddenly stood up and pulled her closer to him. "What did you say?"
Fang Mo'er explained, "There's delicious food here, it's fun, and such a huge mansion. My life is so comfortable that I must be crazy if I would ever want to leave."
Shi Mo almost let out an angry laugh at her words. Then, he whispered, "What about me? How much do you like me?"
After the questions left his mouth, Shi Mo regretted it. Since when had he ever cared about how much someone liked him?
This was not always the case.
Fang Mo'er thought about all the time they had been spending together lately and could not help but say, "At least six points."
Although it had not reached the level of love yet, she was not rejecting it.
Shi Mo understood. "Alright, before you completely fall in love with me, I won't force you. Until that time, let's sleep in separate rooms."
He did not want to sleep in the same bed as her right now. It would be torture for him.
He had his dignity, too. He did not want to share the same bed as her while there was still another man in her heart that she couldn't let go of.
Exercising restraint was the right thing to do.
Fang Mo'er: "…."
Fang Mo'er returned to the master bedroom to rest.
As expected, Shi Mo did not come in again.
After a while, Fang Mo'er, who was lying on the soft bed, heard the sound of the door of the guest room opening and closing.
She stared blankly at the ceiling, not understanding why Shi Mo would suddenly make such a decision.
When she reflected on the events of the day, she did not think that she had done anything out of the ordinary today. Other than teasing Mu Chen and making him wait for her, the only other thing was that her song had ranked first on the hits charts, which had made her quite happy.
If Shi Mo was really willing to restrain his desires and refuse to touch a woman until he was 100% in love with her, then why had he been willing to marry a stranger before? It did not make sense.
Fang Mo'er tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep no matter how hard she tried. It was as if a part of her was missing.
In her sleep, she subconsciously reached out towards the space beside her, but found nothing.
Fang Mo'er opened her eyes abruptly.
She was suddenly not used to it.
In the quiet night, such a large bedroom seemed to be deserted.
Fang Mo'er got out of bed and put on her slippers.
The door to the guest room opposite her was tightly shut. From small space at the bottom of the door, she could see that it was pitch black inside. There was no movement at all.
She must have fallen asleep.
Fang Mo'er paced back and forth outside the door.
Biting her lip, she considered her thoughts over and over again.
In the end, she decided not to disturb her husband's peaceful sleep. She returned to the master bedroom alone and turned off the lights to sleep, looking a little pitiful.
In the end, she fell asleep in a daze.
The next morning.
Shi Mo was in the living room downstairs. As he drank his milk, he looked at the time on his watch.
At this hour, why had Fang Mo'er still not come downstairs?
He was worried, so he went to the master bedroom and knocked on the door. However, there was no answer.
He opened the door and walked in.
At first glance, he saw a smear of blood on the bed.
Shi Mo was shocked.
Only then did he realize that the sound of running water could be heard from the bathroom.
He hurriedly asked, "Mo'er, are you alright?"
In the bathroom, Fang Mo'er was feeling really unlucky today. When she had woken up, she realized that she was suffering from menstrual cramps.
Furthermore, she had turned the bedsheets red. It was a good thing that she had been sleeping alone today. It would have been extremely awkward if her blood had gotten onto Shi Mo's clothes.
Fang Mo'er, who was in a daze, suddenly seemed to hear someone calling her name. When she regained her senses, all she heard was a loud thud.
A tall figure had appeared in the bathroom, his eyes filled with anxiety.
When Fang Mo'er saw the person who had barged in, she subconsciously covered her naked body and threw away the showerhead that was in her hands. The water splashed onto the man's shiny shoes, making them wet.
Fang Mo'er squatted down, with her arms around her shoulders. "Why did you come in?"
Shi Mo frowned, his expression still solemn. His gaze swept across every inch of her skin. There was not a single wound on her smooth and delicate skin. Everything was fair and perfect.
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He retracted his gaze and asked, "Where are you hurt?"
For a moment, Fang Mo'er did not know how to respond. She paused for a moment before she realized what he had misunderstood. She quickly said, "I'm not hurt. It's that time of the month."
"Time of the month?" Shi Mo could not wrap his head around it for a moment. After a while, he suddenly understood.
His nerves started to calm down. As his expression relaxed, he continued to stare at her. Seeing that she was acting bashfully, Shi Mo suddenly turned around and walked out. "You're going to be late. Finish your shower and come down."
He acted as if he was not embarrassed, but did not want to embarrass her.
Fang Mo'er, who was still in the shower, was speechless.
When Fang Mo'er was done with her shower, she suddenly shouted, "Husband? Are you still there?"
Shi Mo replied, "Yes."
Fang Mo'er was so embarrassed that she could not even tell how red her face was. She realized that Shi Mo must have seen the bedsheets on the bed and misunderstood it. She wished she could find a hole to hide in.
However, there was no hole available and she needed his help.
Shi Mo frowned and listened carefully. He heard Fang Mo'er continue, "Could you help me buy something? That one."
"Wait."
Footsteps could be heard outside the door. After a while, Shi Mo knocked on the door.
Fang Mo'er quickly opened the bathroom door and a bag was handed in.
Fang Mo'er quickly thanked him.
When she came out, she realized that the bedsheets had been replaced with new ones.
The man was leaning against the wall opposite the bathroom door, with his arms crossed. When he saw her come out, his gaze was filled with concern. "Are you alright?"
Fang Mo'er lowered her head and replied that she was fine. She then walked out and went downstairs. She finished her breakfast silently.
The man did not stay in Xiangyuan for too long and left first.
Fang Mo'er heaved a sigh of relief.
She subconsciously touched her face, which still felt warm.
…
On the Internet, Fang Mo'er's song dominated the top of the charts.
The first thing Bai Rong did when she arrived at the company was to look for Fang Mo'er in the Music Arrangement department.
However, she was told that Fang Mo'er had not come to work yet.
Naturally, Bai Rong's expression was not pleasant. She said to Fang Mo'er's colleagues in the Music Arrangement department, "When Fang Mo'er comes to the company today, ask her to come and see me immediately."
If she had not asked Fang Mo'er to sing for her, Fang Mo'er would not have become popular.
Who would have thought that she would actually snatch the song that belonged to her.
4
Bai Rong was furious.
However, she did not dare to let others know that the Veiled Queen was Fang Mo'er.
Bai Rong looked at the music chart with a depressed expression on her face.
Suddenly, she looked at her assistant and said, "Think of a way to tarnish the reputation of the Veiled Queen."
The assistant also knew who the Veiled Queen was. As for the others who knew her identity, they had already been fired by Bai Rong and given hush money.
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The assistant said, "Sister Bai, we can incite the emotions of the fans. Some fans have already boycotted Fang Mo'er's Weibo."
"Furthermore, no matter what, the Veiled Queen was only your stand-in. It's intolerable for a stand-in to steal the song from the lead. The fans will definitely side with us."
Bai Rong nodded. "I'll leave it to you then."
The moment Fang Mo'er arrived at the office, her colleagues who usually treated her as if she were invisible, were surprisingly paying attention to her.
An ace music arranger's working hours were flexible. It could not be because she was late.
Just as Fang Mo'er was puzzling over it, a colleague walked towards Fang Mo'er and rudely said, "Miss Bai asked you to look for her."
Fang Mo'er blinked. "Did I hear wrongly? If she wants to see me, ask her to look for me. Don't forget, I'm still her music arranger."
Normally, when an artiste met with an arranger who wrote songs for them, they would address the person as a teacher.
Furthermore, most of Bai Rong's songs had been written by Fang Mo'er.
It was only right to treat Fang Mo'er with respect.
The colleague had not expected Fang Mo'er to say that. However, when he realized what was happening, he had no way to refute her.
As an arranger himself, he could not possibly destroy his own prestige.
Fang Mo'er patted the colleague on the shoulder and said, "It's alright. If an artiste wants to meet with me again, remember to let her find me herself."
After saying that, Fang Mo'er gracefully walked into her office.
The other colleagues looked at each other and suddenly realized what was going on.
Usually, they showered Bai Rong with praise. However, her success was also because of Fang Mo'er's songs.
If it had been any other artist, they would have reached Bai Rong's current level of success if they had used Fang Mo'er's songs as well.
All of a sudden, they had a sense of pride as a songwriter.
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"I've heard the version of this song that had been recorded by Goddess Bai. It's not any worse than the Veiled Queen's. So, how did an unknown end up being selected to sing this song? Is this reasonable?"
On the Internet, under the Veiled Queen's Weibo account, a large number of Bai Rong's fans were cursing and swearing.
Fang Mo'er did not know about this.
She had two Weibo accounts, and at this moment, she was logged into the Weibo account of the songwriter Fang Mo'er.
She also used this account to repost the song "Don't Hurt Me Again" from the Veiled Queen and liked it for a while.
This was called 'sharing your own account with each other'.
After doing all this, Fang Mo'er did not bother to give any more attention to Weibo.
Little did she know that there was a war of words going on on the Internet.
Veiled Queen's fans: "Our Queen's strength is obvious to everyone. Even her live performance is flawless. She's no weaker than Bai Rong."
Goddess Bai's fans: "A stand-in is just a stand-in. Since ancient times, there's been no reason for a stand-in to steal the limelight."
Goddess Bai's fans: "Just like martial arts stunt doubles, there has never been a stunt double who has ever dared to compete with a big celebrity for a job just because they were good at martial arts, even if they claimed that they could act. In my opinion, the Veiled Queen must have an ugly face. Other than the fact that her voice is a little similar to our goddess Bai's, what qualifies her to be able to sing this song? Is it just because she sings exactly the same as our goddess?"
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The Veiled Queen's fans: "Based on the facts, are you questioning the IQ of the person in charge of the drama series? By choosing our Veiled Queen, it proves that our Queen's performance is the most wonderful. Moreover, the theme song has already been released, and everyone can see for themselves."
Goddess Bai's fans: "If you have the ability, then take off the veil and let us see what kind of shameful face you have."
This had crossed the line into a personal attack.
The Veiled Queen's fans: "Do you dare to sing on the same stage? Let's see who sings better."
Goddess Bai's fans: "Let's compete then. Who's more afraid of who? Our Goddess Bai has been learning music since she was young, so she's not afraid."
On the other side.
Shi Mo had just gotten off the plane and was on his way to negotiate with his business partner.
It was then that he accidentally saw the Veiled Queen's Weibo account.
When he realized that most of the comments on the Weibo account were insulting , his face could not help but darken.
His assistant who was driving instantly felt the atmosphere in the car turn several degrees colder.
When needed, he would act as a personal assistant. When not needed, he would automatically become like a background wall. At the moment, he was secretly observing Shi Mo's expression.
However, he saw Shi Mo suddenly raise his head and looked straight at him.