Excuse Me, I Am The Real Female Lead

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Very quickly, the news of Fang Mo’er and Mu Bei playing the piano together had spread on the Internet. In the photo, the two of them were smiling. The netizens seemed to be very satisfied with this photo. In fact, they even felt that having these two in the same picture was very harmonious and pleasing

to the eyes.

It was not clear who had found out that the movie that the two of them were working on was about to be released. The netizens from Country Y were looking forward to it, but when they found out that it might not be released in their country, they expressed their regret. Some even strongly expressed

that they would be willing to fly to China to watch it.

Unknowingly, Fang Mo’er and Mu Bei had already managed to accumulate a small group of fans.

Elsewhere, when Shi Mo managed to get some free time, he also saw the photos of Fang Mo’er and Mu Bei playing the piano together on the Internet.

Under the warm light, the two of them were sitting quite close to each other. So close that even the man’s hands that were hanging down could be placed on the hem of the woman’s skirt that was resting on the chair.

Shi Mo’s assistant explained in a low voice, “I heard that the two of them have been invited to perform together at the opening of Fashion Week.”

As Shi Mo put down his tablet, his face remained expressionless. He knew that this was just a business collaboration and that he should not think too much about it.

Furthermore, there was no way that Fang Mo’er would fall for a man like Mu Bei. That man was not as outstanding as he was. How could Fang Mo‘er fall for him?

However, he had never played the piano with Fang Mo’er before. Instead, she had actually given priority to someone else to have this valuable experience. This made Shi Mo fee! a little uncomfortable.

Shi Mo thought for a moment before giving an order to his assistant, “There’s something you need to arrange.”

His assistant lowered his eyebrows and listened attentively. Then, he bowed and left. However, secretly he was wondering if President Shi was paying this much attention to Miss Fang because he was jealous?

Fang Mo’er’s suite was on the eighth floor while Mu Bei and his assistant were on the ninth floor.

At the moment, there was a man who was smoking by the window on the eighth floor as he looked at the street outside.

Sure enough, after a while, a car stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

Shi Mo saw Mu Bei alight from the car on the left. He then went around to the back seat on the left and opened the car door.

Very quickly, Fang Mo’er got out of the car and thanked Mu Bei.

Shi Mo did not know what the two of them were talking about, but they looked very happy. Then, they walked into the lobby together.

Both their assistants followed behind them.

Shi Mo narrowed his eyes as he stood by the window and lowered the curtains.

He put out the cigarette and walked out.

‘As expected, the elevator very quickly stopped at the eighth floor.

‘Mu Bei was in no hurry to leave and was about to escort Fang Mo’er out of the elevator.

He had planned to wait for Fang Mo’er to enter the room before leaving. However, he did not expect to see a figure come out and grab the waist of the woman in front of him.

Shi Mo pulled Fang Mo’er into his embrace as if there was no one else around. He lowered his head and planted a kiss on her forehead. He whispered, “You’re back?”

They looked like an old married couple, where the husband was waiting for his wife to return home.

The two assistants and Mu Bei stopped in their tracks. This was the first time they had seen Shi Mo and Fang Mo’er behave so intimately.

Just as Mu Bei was stepped out, he realized that his assistant was tugging at his arm. “Brother Mu, let’s go.”

Miss Fang already had someone to pick her up.

There was no need for them to be a third wheel.

‘Mu Bei was pulled back into the elevator. When the elevator door had closed, Shi Mo pulled Fang Mo’er through the doorway and closed the door.

Fang Mo’er had not expected Shi Mo to be so passionate and impatiently kiss her in front of outsiders.

She had thought that she would be overwhelmed by a storm of passionate kisses after they entered the room.

However, the moment she entered the room, she was stunned. She stared in confusion at the white piano that had suddenly appeared in the living room.

Shi Mo pulled Fang Mo’er towards the piano.

He made an inviting gesture. “Can I invite you to play a piece together?”

Fang Mo’er recognized that the music score on the piano stand was the piece that she would be playing at Fashion Week.

Fang Mo’er looked at Shi Mo in surprise before suddenly realizing that Shi Mo wanted to practice with her.

She slowly walked over and sat down.

However, she had a question in her heart. Could Shi Mo play?

‘The question in her heart was answered after Shi Mo played four hands together with her.

Not only did he know how to play, but he was even better than Mu Bei..