Let’s Break Up

Being in a book was not terrible.

What was terrible was becoming the vicious female supporting character! 

Fortunately, Fang Mo'er had not turned into a vicious woman yet.

Up until now, the image Fang Mo'er had was that of a lowly person who was willing to give everything up for love!

As she lay on the soft silk bed and looked at the smart home that could be seen from every angle, Fang Mo'er thought that since this was where she had ended up, she should just take things as they came.

Since she was here, she would not let the plot drift and send her on her original path of no return.

After all, she had already changed the direction of the story and become the wife of Shi Mo.

Fang Mo'er's gaze fell onto the black card that she was holding tightly in her hand.

Instantly, she felt revived.

She was a social animal from the 21st century and today, she just had to experience the happiness of having more money than she could spend.

"Miss, you have excellent taste. This dress is one of our latest designs."

"Your temperament matches this dress very well."

Fang Mo'er: "I'd like to buy everything!"

The salesperson was grinning from ear to ear! He quickly showed Fang Mo'er to the changing room.

Just then, an important client arrived.

"Little Rong, there are some new designs here. Let's go in and take a look."

"Sure, Brother Chen."

'Little Rong? Brother Chen?'

Fang Mo'er, who was currently dressed in a beautiful dress, stopped what she was doing. This could not possibly be such a coincidence, could it?

She gently lifted the curtain of the changing room and peered out through the crack in the doorway.

She saw a big and tall man accompanying a delicate and petite woman. Their backs were facing Fang Mo'er as they perused the clothing.

The woman was standing next to the man without moving.

The man was helping her choose a few pieces of clothing as he gestured towards the woman.

"This is not bad." Mu Chen said, apparently very satisfied with a particular piece of clothing.

Bai Rong pouted and said, "Brother Chen, this doesn't suit me at all. The skirt is too long."

She then said in frustration, "If only I could be taller. My figure is not as nice as Sister Fang's."

Mu Chen's face was full of sympathy. "You're just right. I like a petite and delicate figure!"

"Besides, Fang Mo'er is too mature. She's not as cute as you."

'Haha!' Fang Mo'er could not help but roll her eyes.

She finally understood. In order to give Bai Rong a pure and cute persona, the author had not given her a seductive figure. On the contrary, Bai Rong was very petite. As for her own figure... Fang Mo'er smiled unkindly, it did not really matter here.

Just then, the sc*mbag turned around.

Fang Mo'er saw both of their faces.

Mu Chen had an imposing figure. He was a handsome man, just like Shi Mo. 

Bai Rong had the face of a female protagonist. She looked very kind, but she had delicate and pitiful-looking eyes. Even Fang Mo'er could not help but feel pity for her.

It was no wonder that Mu Chen did not feel affection for Fang Mo'er, even though she had done everything for him. This was the style that he preferred.

Fang Mo'er, who actually had a good figure, walked out wearing the clothes she had just changed into.

She stared at the two people who were just outside.

"Sister Fang, why are you here?"

Bai Rong covered her mouth in shock. She looked at Fang Mo'er more intently, realizing that the outfit that she herself was wearing did not fit her well.

Her eyes momentarily flashed.

She quickly took Fang Mo'er's hand affectionately and said, "Sister, please don't misunderstand. Brother Mu Chen is picking out some outfits for me to wear on stage."

Bai Rong was acting as if she was close to Fang Mo'er because she still had to rely on Fang Mo'er to write her songs.

Of course, according to the author, Bai Rong also felt conflicted and did not really want to snatch away Fang Mo'er's man. However, she had been helpless to resist Shi Mo's sincere advances towards her.

This morning, Shi Mo had even blocked her from leaving the changing room and questioned her. He had said that he was going to marry Fang Mo'er and asked if she was that indifferent to it?

Bai Rong could only look back at him pitifully.

She had not known how to respond.

Mu Chen had then taken the initiative to kiss her. Bai Rong had cried, "Sister Fang has sacrificed so much for you and even written so many songs for me. I can't let her down."

With that, she had run out crying.

Mu Chen had chased after her.

In the end, Bai Rong had almost tripped and had been pulled into Mu Chen's warm embrace.

They had then looked at each other affectionately.

Mu Chen had sworn to the heavens that he would not marry anyone else but her.

He had already fallen in love with her.

Bai Rong was moved and finally agreed to be Mu Chen's girlfriend.

However, she did not want Fang Mo'er to be sad, so she decided to hide this matter from her for the time being.

Fang Mo'er smiled. "What could I possibly misunderstand?"

"Oh that's right, Mu Chen, I saw that you were hesitant about marrying me so I think we should break up."

"Of course I've always been sincere towards you, but you've been holding back on me. So I've decided that I don't want to chase after you anymore."

Fang Mo'er looked at Mu Chen coldly.

After saying that, Fang Mo'er ignored the two of them and passed the clothes that she had chosen to the salesperson. "I'll take all of them."

The waiter was overjoyed.

Fang Mo'er had chosen the latest and most expensive clothes.

The price of one piece of clothing was enough to cover the salesperson's salary for a year.

How could he not be happy?

Mu Chen followed her and said in disbelief, "What did you say? Are you breaking up with me?"

He frowned as he looked at the clothes Fang Mo'er had just bought.

Ever since Fang Mo'er had sold all the assets that her mother had left for her unconditionally and supported his career, it had been a long time since Fang Mo'er had even bought clothes that were worth more than a thousand dollars.