725 How Did You Get Injured?
“Alright Feifei, stop hitting. I’ve already kicked Han Xiaowan out of the cast. Let’s end this feud here,” Haining said as she looked at Han Xiaowan. “Feifei, I’ve already wrongly accused Mo’er in this situation. You even hit and injured her, so please apologize to her right now,” Haining said.
Apologize to Mo’er? Why should she apologize?
The arrogant Bai Feifei refused to apologize.
Tang Mo’er raised her arms and tucked a strand of lustrous hair behind her ear. “Director Haining, forget about the apologies. This isn’t something that could be brushed off with just an apology. If I were to pursue it, I could even consider it intentional assault.”
Tang Mo’er pointed to the wound on her forehead.
“You!” Bai Feifei stomped her feet in anger.
“Director Haining, I don’t think we’ll be able to film today. I’ll head back to take a rest,” Tang Mo’er said.
“Alright, Mo’er. Rest well, tomorrow will be your first scene in ‘The Concubine’. The scene of the ‘Plumage Dance’ will be extremely important, so come in your best condition,” Director Haining reminded her.
Tang Mo’er nodded and left.
...
Tang Mo’er had left, and Han Xiaowan had been kicked out. Bai Feifei stewed with anger.
At this moment, Bai Feifei’s manager walked over and said in a panic, “Feifei you need to delete your Weibo post quickly!”
“What happened?”
“There have been many accounts popping up on Weibo, reversing the situation. Now everyone knows that Han Xiaowan framed you, and that Tang Mo’er was unjustly implicated. Your Weibo feed is currently flooded with negative comments and taunts, and you’ve lost 10 million followers already.”
Bai Feifei had 60 million followers on her Weibo, but had lost 10 million over the past half an hour. Hearing the news, her expression soured.
She snatched the cell phone over and started scrolling through the comments.
“The truth has been revealed. My Mo’er is innocent. ”
“Bai Feifei you silly girl, you actually got deceived by the likes of Han Xiaowan.”
“Feifei, are you jealous of Mo’er? Why else would you smash the glass cup onto her?”
Tang Mo’er shook her head. “It’s not the right time yet.”
Qi Xi suddenly smiled, realizing how Mo’er had been a little secretive lately. “Alright Mo’er, I’ll listen to you.”
Mo’er and Qi Xi parted ways, and Mo’er returned to her own room.
...
The Prestigious Presidential Suite.
This was likely the most exclusive and resplendent hotel room Tang Mo’er had ever stayed in. She had always had a pretty good life, but never had she stayed in such a prestigious room. The room had a modern design, and she could see the ocean as well as the summer blossoms when she opened the door to the balcony.
Tang Mo’er took off her heels and stepped in front of her vanity with her dainty pale feet. She reached up and peeled the plaster off her forehead.
The wound on her forehead was a little deep. She had only dressed it simply just now, and it was starting to hurt.
Tang Mo’er took out the medicine box from her room, preparing to dress her wound.
The doorbell chimed, and someone knocked on the door.
Who was it?
Tang Mo’er walked over and opened the door.
“Fairy Sister!” An impending Little Munchkin pounced on her, hugging her leg tight.
“Little Niuniu, why are you here?” Tang Mo’er’s eyes lit up, and reached down to stroke Little Munchkin’s forehead.
“Fairy Sister, I came with my dad, are you surprised?” Little Munchkin smiled and said in an adorable voice.
Tang Mo’er heard heavy footsteps approach. When she looked up, Gu Mohan was coming closer.
He was dressed in a custom-made white shirt and black pants.A classic look for Prince Charming. His hair was swept up his forehead, revealing his handsome sculpted features. He walked down on the red carpet, his movements as regal and elegant as an emperor.
Gu Mohan?
Why was he... here?
Gu Mohan walked over. As his deep and narrow eyes scanned over her dainty face, his gaze landed on her forehead. He knitted his perfectly arched eyebrow, and his deep voice rumbled.
“How did you get injured?”