Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

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 call from 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.

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."

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.