Chapter 725 - 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.
“Mo’er, the situation is still fermenting on Weibo, and many netizens are calling for you to reopen your Weibo account. What do you think?”
Mo’er did indeed have over 100 million followers and received a lot of attention on Weibo three years ago, but she had also lost most of them. Only 30 million remained.
Mo’er had shut down her Weibo account, and she didn’t even know if those 30 million followers were just empty accounts. Now the netizens were calling for her return on their posts.
After musing for a moment, Tang Mo’er looked at Qi Xi and said, “I don’t want to reactivate my account just yet.”
“Why? Mo’er, in this short span of half an hour, Bai Feifei has lost over 10 million fans, while we’ve gained over 10 million. We have 40 million followers now. I think we should seize this opportunity to reactivate your Weibo account, and promote ‘The Concubine’. We would be killing two birds with one stone.”
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.
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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?”