Excuse Me, I Am The Real Female Lead

Chapter 325 - Confession

Chapter 325: Confession

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Fang Mo’er helped Shi Mo out of the car.

When they reached the hall, the Butler had already gotten the kitchen to prepare the hangover soup and welcomed them.

When he heard the driver say that Shi Mo was drunk, the Butler had found it so hard to believe it.

Shi Mo rarely drank and he had always known his limits. How could he be drunk?

However, when he saw Shi Mo’s unsteady footsteps as he leaned against Fang Mo’er, the Butler was surprised and said, “Why did he drink so much? Quickly, let’s send Sir back to his room to rest.”

The Butler had wanted to instruct a few maids to help.

Was it not clear how hard Fang Mo’er was trying to support him?

When the maids tried to move forward, Shi Mo glared at them and they did not dare to move forward.

Shi Mo did not want anyone else to do anything. When he saw that the maids were afraid, he looked away and rubbed himself against Fang Mo’er’s shoulder.

If Shi Mo could be considered as sober before, then he was really drunk now.

Otherwise, he would not have become so clingy.

Fang Mo’er shook her head helplessly at the Butler and had no choice but to pull Shi Mo up the stairs.

It was not easy for her to put Shi Mo on the bed.

Shi Mo rolled around on the bed before settling down to lay on the bed motionlessly.

Fang Mo’er sighed and wiped the sweat off her forehead.

She had made up her mind that if Shi Mo drank again in the future, she would not let him drink so much.

It was too tiring.

Fang Mo’er frowned and saw that Shi Mo was also covered in sweat. He would definitely not feel comfortable sleeping like this, so she reached out to help him up.

Shi Mo opened his eyes and realized it was Fang Mo’er. He stopped looking angry and obediently cooperated with Fang Mo’er.

Just as Fang Mo’er had placed Shi Mo in the bathtub, her phone rang.

It was Mu Chen calling. Fang Mo’er ignored it as she filled the tub with water.

However, it refused to stop filming.

Fang Mo’er had no choice but to pick it up.

Mu Chen’s anxious voice sounded from the other end. “Are you alright? Did he go crazy and make things difficult for you?”

Fang Mo’er saw that Shi Mo was leaning back in the tub and she shook her head.

“I’m fine.”

She was just about to look for an excuse to hang up the phone when Mu Chen anxiously said, “Mo’er, I know what I’m saying might be inappropriate, but I still want to tell you that I like you very much. I hope that you will wait for me. I’ll prove myself and win you back.”

Fang Mo’er was preoccupied with the water that was filling up the bathtub. She frowned and did not pay attention to what Mu Chen was saying. She placed her phone on the chair and went forward to turn off the water.

In the end, Mu Chen’s confession had been heard by Shi Mo who was lying on the chair.

Although Shi Mo was drunk, he was jolted awake when he heard someone confessing their feelings to his wife.

For a moment, he sobered up and glared at the phone. He also saw Fang Mo’er who was currently occupied.

Fang Mo’er did not even turn her head as she was trying to check the temperature of the water in the bathtub.

When Fang Mo’er turned around again, she realized that the person on the other end had hung up the call.

Shi Mo narrowed his eyes at her.

Fang Mo’er tentatively asked, “You’re awake?”

Shi Mo did not shake his head or nod. He merely looked at her.

Fang Mo’er blinked her eyes and carefully assessed Shi Mo’s expression.

In the end, she realized that he was still drunk.

She walked over helplessly.

Shi Mo was still a little angry at first because Fang Mo’er was still talking to Mu Chen on the phone.

However, in the next second, Fang Mo’er had stretched out her hand and started to unbutton his shirt, one by one.

For a moment, Shi Mo froze.

“You can’t drink so much next time.” Fang Mo’er seemed to be complaining. She lectured him as she unbuttoned his shirt.

She did not realize that Shi Mo’s eyes had darkened and his Adam’s apple moved. His eyes were burning with passion.

Fang Mo’er unbuttoned Shi Mo’s shirt, bit by bit.. When she saw his muscular chest, she swallowed.