My Wife is Obviously a Queen But She is Too Virtuous

　　 "Planned by Fang, Sister Yao asks you, have you watched a video clip of her song recording on Weibo?"

　　 In the evening, Fang Xiaole and Zhang Zhiqin were instructing the staff to set up props in an outdoor location, when his mobile phone suddenly vibrated.

　　 Fang Xiaole thought it was Luo Hui who was in another venue calling to talk about the props arrangement, but Fangfang sent a WeChat message to her unexpectedly.

　　 "Brother Fang, is this Mr. Luo?"

　　 Zhang Zhiqin came over with two bottles of water and handed Fang Xiaole a bottle. Seeing that his expression was a little strange, he asked.

　　 "Eh? No, no."

　　 Fang Xiaole quickly put down his phone and asked Zhang Zhiqin: "Are all the props set up? Let's practice once to see if there are any problems."

　　 "It's all set, I'll let the brothers from the location team start."

　　Zhang Zhiqin agreed, Fang Xiaole exhaled, and was about to pick up the phone to Fangfang to go back, Zhang Zhiqin suddenly turned around and looked at Fang Xiaole with wide eyes:

　　 "Brother Fang, are you okay?"

　　 Fang Xiaole naturally put the phone back in his pocket again and calmly said: "It's okay, let's go."

　　 said, strode to the show venue where the props were arranged.

　　Zhang Zhiqin scratched his head, always feeling that something was wrong with Fang Xiaole just now, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

　　......

Recording studio.

　　 "Everyone has worked hard, thank you everyone."

　　 The recording of "Meet" and "Woman Flower" was finally completed. Lin Yao bowed deeply to the band teachers and staff to express his gratitude.

　　 "Ms. Lin is too polite. It is our honor to be able to record songs for a dedicated musician like you."

　　 The band teachers and staff also bowed back to Lin Yao, and their eyes were full of admiration when they looked at Lin Yao.

　　 Many of them are working with Lin Yao for the first time. When I first met Lin Yao, I only thought that this female singer was really beautiful, but there was nothing special about the others.

　　 But after these days of work, they have left a deep impression on Lin Yao's singing skills, musical understanding, and focus and pursuit of perfection when recording songs.

　　 At the same time, Lin Yao is very gentle and polite to people, without the slightest “national goddess” airs. Everyone has a very good impression of her.

　　 Someone in the recording studio applauded, and the others applauded. Everyone sincerely expressed their expectation that they would cooperate with Lin Yao again next time.

　　 After bidding farewell to these people, Lin Yao also got in the nanny car to go back to the hotel, Mo Yan sat in the co-pilot seat, and Lin Yao and Fangfang sat in the back row.

　　 Taking advantage of Mo Yan's call to arrange the release of the new album the day after tomorrow, Lin Yao quietly asked Fangfang to help her send messages to Fang Xiaole.

　　 But after the news was sent, Fang Xiaole did not reply until the nanny car arrived at the hotel.

　　 "What's wrong, Yaoyao, are you uncomfortable?"

　　 When Mo Yan got off the car, seeing Lin Yao's face a bit ugly, he asked with concern.

　　 "It's okay, Sister Yan, just a little tired, I want to go back to sleep for a while."

　　 Lin Yao quickly replied, still making a very tired look.

　　 "Then let Fangfang take you back to your room first, I'll go to the hotel restaurant to pack you something to eat, and wait for you to wake up to eat."

　　 Mo Yan did not doubt that he had him, so he instructed Fangfang to take care of Lin Yao, and walked to the restaurant on the second floor of the hotel.

　　 "Well, thank Sister Yan."

　　 Lin Yao softly agreed, and dragged Fangfang into the elevator to the suite.

　　 The elevator door closed, Fangfang looked at Lin Yao speechlessly: "Sister Yao, I find you can act more and more!"

　　 Lin Yao didn't have time to pay attention to the assistant's complaints, and urged: "Where's your phone? See if he has a reply!"

　　 "Oh, sister Yao, don't touch me, the phone is not on your body, it's in your bag."

　　 After a screaming and screaming in the elevator, Lin Yao finally snatched Fangfang's mobile phone into her own hands.

　　 Seeing that the screen is dark, he stretched out in front of Fangfang unceremoniously: "Quickly unlock."

　　 Fangfang rolled his eyes, stretched out his fingers to unlock, and cried and said: "Hey, Yao, you have changed. You used to be called Xiaotiantian!"

　　 Lin Yao ignored her and looked down at the phone screen.

　　 Fang Xiaole still did not reply.

　　 Lin Yao's look full of expectation suddenly became dimmed.

Ding, the elevator door opened, Lin Yao walked out of the elevator silently, Fangfang ran to the front and opened the door of the suite.

　　 saw Lin Yao walk into the room, her head drooping, like a small wild flower blown by the rain and wind, she entered the bedroom in a daze, lying on the bed and stopped talking.

　　 Fangfang hurriedly followed into the bedroom, and seeing Lin Yao's helpless look, she had to persuade:

　　 "Sister Yao, maybe Fang Planning is busy with work. He returns to you quickly every time, so something must have happened today."

　　 "I'm sorry, Fangfang." Lin Yao got up from the bed a little embarrassed: "Did I be too headstrong just now?"

　　 Lin Yao felt that she was a bit too much. There must be a reason why Fang Xiaole didn't reply to the message. What is her temper here? Let Fangfang be so embarrassed.

　　 If I really do... if we are together and I am unhappy because of little things at all, then he will definitely think I am not a virtuous woman.

　　 "Why, sister Yao is the most gentle little fairy in the world." Fangfang quickly comforted Lin Yao.

Sister Yao is such a person, she would rather endure her unhappiness than make the people around him uncomfortable~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Fangfang is a little worried. With her personality, if she really falls in love or even gets married, she must Will be bullied to death by the other party.

　　 Fortunately, Sister Yao is a star, nothing else, at least she has money. In the future, she won’t need a man to buy a house or car, so she might be less bullied.

　　 "By the way, Sister Yao." Speaking of the house, Fangfang suddenly remembered Lin Yao's request to her.

　　 "A real estate agency sent a house over in the afternoon. I think it's quite suitable. Take a look."

　　 Fangfang called up the photos sent by the intermediary in the afternoon, showed them to Lin Yao, and introduced:

　　 "This community is called Lanheng Garden, less than two kilometers away from Apple Terrace. This house is on the eighth floor, 102 square meters, three bedrooms and two halls. It is a hard-covered room with everything inside. You can move in with your bags."

　　 Lin Yao took her cell phone and flicked her fingers. From the photo, this Lanheng Garden is a very high-end community with a very good environment.

　　 The property should not be bad in a community like this. If he lives in, he doesn’t have to worry about no one to clean and no one to dispose of garbage bags.

　　 The decoration of this house is a more stable and grand European style, and he should like it too.

　　 Well, the kitchen is also quite spacious. After I learn how to cook, I can cook for him in the future.

　　 But both of us are very busy at work, so there should be very little time to cook for himself. He probably still has to go out to eat most of the time.

　　 When I ate takeout together in the recording studio last time, Lin Yao noticed that Fang Xiaole had a spicy taste and liked Sichuan food.

　　 So Lin Yao asked, "Is there a Sichuan restaurant near this community?"

　　 "Sichuan Restaurant?" Fangfang looked at Lin Yao puzzledly: "Sister Yao, you can't eat spicy food, why do you care about Sichuan Restaurant?"