Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

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.

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?'