Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Suddenly, Shi Mo frowned and pulled Fang Mo'er's hand closer to him. "What happened to your hand?"

He could see that Fang Mo'er's arm was red and swollen.

Fang Mo'er waved her hand. "It's nothing. I just accidentally bumped into a drunkard..."

Fang Mo'er told him about what had happened at the bathroom door, but she did not mention that the person was Mu Chen.

Shi Mo quickly called the waiter over and got someone to fetch some ointment.

He applied the ointment on Fang Mo'er's wrist, not being particularly roughly or softly.

"Ouch..."

"Does it hurt?"

"Please be gentle."

Fang Mo'er said petulantly, "It hurts."

Sure enough, Shi Mo did not know how to do it.

This kind of bruise needed to be rubbed firmly to heal quickly.

Fang Han and Fang Kai looked at each other, indicating that they had seen enough PDA, and hurriedly looked for an opportunity to leave.

Fang Mo'er saw that Shi Mo was still sober and could not help but ask, "You've been drinking for so long, why aren't you drunk yet?"

Shi Mo replied, "I never allow myself to get drunk. Moreover, this amount of alcohol is only enough to wake me up."

Fang Mo'er clicked her tongue.

Just now, Fang Han and Fang Kai had left with slightly flushed faces.

However, Shi Mo's alcohol tolerance was extremely shocking.

The two of them took care of the bruises on her arm and quickly left.

At the entrance of the bar.

Fang Mo'er crossed her arms as she waited for Shi Mo's car.

All of a sudden, she saw Mu Chen and that young master from before, standing by the roadside not far away.

Mu Chen was squatting on the ground and vomiting. That young master had a worried look on his face.

Suddenly, Mu Chen's gaze fell upon Fang Mo'er.

Fang Mo'er lowered her hat.

Mu Chen stood up from the ground and looked straight at her.

Fang Mo'er was worrying that he would rush over and grab her hand when a car suddenly stopped in front of her, blocking their line of sight.

"Get in the car!" Shi Mo was sitting in the back seat and rolled down the car window to look at her.

Fang Mo'er nodded her head and opened the car door to get in.

The driver quickly drove away.

The car happened to go around the two men by the roadside and drove past them.

The strong wind blew and woke Mu Chen up a little.

He saw Fang Mo'er's face flash past the side of the car.

The young master pointed in the direction of the car and asked, "Hey, isn't that the person you were pulling on just now?"

Mu Chen was shocked. "What did you say? Who was I holding onto just now?"

The young master sighed, "You were holding onto that person and refused to let go. I had to try very hard to pull your hand away. Her arm was bruised, but she didn't say a word."

Mu Chen, "..." How could he not remember that?

After returning to Xiangyuan Residence, Shi Mo insisted on calling for the family doctor and asking him to take a look at Fang Mo'er's injuries.

In the middle of the night, the family doctor rushed over anxiously, thinking that something serious had happened.

However, when he saw Fang Mo'er's outstretched hand, he was speechless.

This was not even considered an injury. Even if he did not treat it, it would heal within a few days.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Fang Mo'er was a little embarrassed. "I still have to shoot a print advertisement in two days."

The doctor frowned. "In two days, I'm afraid the bruise won't go down, but I can help it become lighter."

Fang Mo'er sighed. "Then, I'll have to wear a bracelet to cover it, or only wear long sleeves."

It was not impossible, but it would be a little troublesome for the advertising department to work with.

When the doctor left, Shi Mo's expression did not look too good.

"Which drunkard was so detestable that he injured you so badly? Should I take revenge for you?" He said as he held Fang Mo'er's hand.

Fang Mo'er lowered her head. "There's no need. The guy was just delirious."

A dark light flashed across Shi Mo's eyes. Hmph, Delirious. Mu Chen, a grown man, had drunk himself into such a wretched state. He was truly a coward.

He only knew how to use external forces or dirty methods to achieve his goals. He did not know how Fang Mo'er had been so blind as to fall head over heels for such a person.

In the past two days, the news that Bai Rong had left her original company and joined Haotian Entertainment, quickly spread on the Internet.

Even so, both Bai Rong and Mu Chen's reputations were not good.

Their public relations team often exposed each other's dirt, hurt each other, and fought against each other.

Both of them wanted to portray themselves as innocent people, but in the end, both of them had lost. The netizens declared that both of them were not good people.

Shen Yue took two scripts out for Fang Mo'er to choose from.

"These are the two TV series with the biggest investments this year. One is the Xianxia drama 'Stars' that Lang Qi won the rights to, and the other is the Wuxia drama 'Thirteen blades'. Both of the TV series are adapted from big IP novels. You can choose one to act in."

After Shen Yue had finished speaking, she looked at Fang Mo'er with hesitation.

Actually, the main protagonist of both TV series was the male lead. 'Stars' was about a mortal who had lost both his parents when he was young. By chance, he entered a cultivation sect and his abilities continued to improve along the way.

As for 'Thirteen Blades', it was about the grudges of the martial arts world. There were fights and killings, and the female lead's scenes would only be a quarter of the male lead's.