Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Shi Mo was enamored by her alluring scent, especially the mesmerized expression on her face towards him.

With a quick movement of his hand, he picked her up again and placed her on the soft white bed.

Fang Mo'er felt as if she had completely lost control of herself.

Everything was now under his control.

She had become like a small piece of malleable dough that could be kneaded at will.

"Wait a minute." She stretched out her hand to halt his hand that was pulling at her collar and said anxiously, "You haven't washed up yet."

Good boy. Even if he wanted to do something, he had to go through some preparations.

The hand that Shi Mo had been using to untie her collar stopped, his eyes were filled with raging flames.

Did she really think that his willpower was that good that she could stop him at such a moment?

He used his remaining hand to hold her hand, pulling it away from her.

"You do it then. Go ahead and wash it. Be good."

Fang Mo'er: "..."

Alright, if that was the case, she would just lie down flat.

Shi Mo saw that she was now at his mercy and softened his movements.

Instead, they became gentler.

He did not attempt to take her clothes off any further. Instead, he held her hand and gently led it to his belt.

In a deep and husky voice, he said to her, "Help your husband to undo this."

Fang Mo'er: "..."

Surely, this was something he should do himself.

Her gaze slowly moved down and landed on the man's belt.

She could feel his burning hot gaze on her.

It felt as if he wanted to swallow her alive.

Fang Mo'er thought, 'I shouldn't be afraid. I'll undo this for him.'

However, the trembling of her fingers exposed her inner thoughts.

After a while, she finally unbuckled his belt.

Shi Mo was holding himself back so strongly that his veins had started to pop out.

Just as he was about to lean over and kiss her...

Fang Mo'er's phone rang.

Both of them paused for a moment. Fang Mo'er ignored it.

Then, Shi Mo's gaze shifted away from Fang Mo'er and landed on the phone.

The ringtone of the phone was a song, from which a voice was singing, "Naive woman, why are you so stupid, your love is too deep..."

The flames in Shi Mo's eyes instantly went cold.

He turned around and sat up.

Fang Mo'er was confused and grabbed his hand.

Shi Mo looked at her with a complicated expression and said, "I'll wait for you. You can take the call. I still have some work to deal with anyway."

Fang Mo'er's face was still red as she stared blankly at Shi Mo's departing back.

The lyrics of the song continued to play, "In the dark night, tossing and turning, who can understand the reluctance to part?"

Such melodramatic lyrics, could it be?

Fang Mo'er reacted. Could it be that her original character had written a song for Mu Chen?

The original character had actually turned the song that she had written into a ringtone?

This infatuation was really causing her a lot of trouble.

Fang Mo'er picked up her phone and saw that it was Supervisor Qi calling.

When she picked up the call, her tone was a little unpleasant. "Hello, what's the matter?"

"Little Fang, I forgot to tell you. From now on, you'll be responsible for the year-end New Talents Rankings chart. There's still a month of preparation time. As for the other projects, you don't have to follow up on them. The year-end New Talent Rankings chart is more important."

"What year-end New Talent Rankings chart?" Fang Mo'er was confused.

Supervisor Qi said, "Don't tell me you have forgotten? It was because of your song for our company that we topped last year's year-end ranking chart. Now, we have to prepare for it a month in advance!"

"Oh, I understand." Fang Mo'er said directly, "I still have something to do, so I'll be hanging up now. Don't disturb me if there's nothing else."

After she said that, Fang Mo'er hung up the phone.

The so-called New Talent Rankings chart was probably a list that only newbies could participate in.

Every company would try their best to promote their newbies at the end of the year. If an established singer was considered the face of the company, a new singer represented the ability of a company to have fresh blood.

That was why at the end of the year, there would be a tradition where every company would compete with the trained newbies.

The competition was not only about the rankings of the new talents, but also about a company's reputation in the industry.

Since Fang Mo'er was the best composer, the company would naturally assign her to specially compose something for this ranking.

However...

However, the problem was...

Fang Mo'er did not know how to arrange music at all.

She frowned, without caring about anything else. Immediately, she walked out of the room.

As expected, Shi Mo was in the study reading some documents.

Fang Mo'er knew that he had misunderstood her.

She did not bother to explain further.

She merely changed her ringtone before walking in.

"Husband, do you mind if I work with you?"

Without giving him time to react, she pulled a chair over and placed it beside him.

Then, she opened her notebook.

She began to log into the Xiaopo Station, put on her earphones, and began to study.

Shi Mo glanced at her energetic appearance.

He soon realized that she was reading the introductory music arrangement tutorial, even going so far as to read it at twice the speed.

Shi Mo was surprised.