Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

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.

He 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.

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.