Fang Mo'er was pulled into Shi Mo's arms and she very naturally pressed up against him until she found a comfortable position. Then, she said, "I didn't watch where my feet were going when I was carrying something, so I tripped and fell onto some rocks."
"Why didn't you wait for me to come back and do it?" Shi Mo's eyes were filled with reproach, not for her carelessness, but because she had not waited for him.
"Since President Shi is back, I'm relieved. Mo'er, have a good rest. I'll be leaving first."
Fang Mo'er and Shi Mo were sitting too closely to each other, causing Mu Ye to feel uncomfortable. The girl that he had feelings for was leaning on another man. No one could possibly stand that.
Fang Mo'er had been so happy to see Shi Mo that she had suddenly forgotten that there was someone else beside her. Noticing the way she was sitting, her face turned red and she wanted to get up. However, Shi Mo was holding on to her waist tightly and did not give her any chance to escape.
