My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

"You must remember to take medicine every day, no, I'll send you a message every day to remind you."

"Also don't eat spicy food, don't drink alcohol."

"Oh, when you return to Jiang Rong, no one will give you a decoction. What can I do?"

As the nanny car drove to Xianghe Garden, Lin Yao kept whispering like a wife who was worried about her husband.

For a while, I was worried that Fang Xiaole had forgotten to take the medicine, but for a while, he remembered that no one would give him the medicine in Jiang Rong.

Dr. Zhou prescribed Chinese medicine to Fang Xiaole. These medicines are quite expensive, and in order to have a better effect, they cannot be decocted and ground into powder in advance in the hospital, but must be decocted daily.

Lin Yao had decided that she would give Fang Xiaole a decoction in person in the past two days, but after Fang Xiaole returned to Jiang Rong, there was nothing to do, which immediately made Lin Yao very worried.

"I'm not a kid. I live in a hotel in Kyoto. It's not convenient to decoct medicine. Otherwise, I can cook it myself in Kyoto."

Fang Xiaole was funny at the same time, but Lin Yao was always more concerned about him than himself.

"But didn't the doctor tell me to use special pots for decoction of Chinese medicine? Is there any in Lanheng Garden? Fangfang, let's go to the vegetable market first. I will buy some pots of Chinese medicine for Fang Xiaole."

Lin Yao became more worried as she talked about it. She felt that Fang Xiaole would not even be able to eat after returning to Jiang Rong, so Fangfang, who was driving, turned around to the nearby vegetable market.

"Don't, I'll go back to Jiang Rong to buy it myself, don't worry, I will take a photo for you to see after I buy it, okay?"

Fang Xiaole couldn't laugh or cry, and quickly let Fangfang continue to drive forward.

"but......"

Lin Yao's watery eyes were still full of worries and dismay, her small mouth pouted slightly, like a virtuous and worried little wife.

Fang Xiaole suddenly understood that Lin Yao was so long-winded, besides caring about him, it was more because the two were going to be separated again tomorrow. She had a way to seize every second and talk to him, and wanted to give up everything at once. The feeling that I have finished talking about my concerns.

Fang Xiaole suddenly raised his arm, took Lin Yao's shoulder, and gently hugged her.

"It's okay, we can meet again soon."

Lin Yao stayed, then stopped talking, leaned her head on Fang Xiaole's chest, and said softly:

"Ok......"

Fangfang glanced at the rearview mirror and shook her head helplessly. She was used to these two guys throwing dog food at her at any time.

It's just that she couldn't help but think of herself when she saw others so loving.

There was a red light ahead, the car stopped, Fangfang quietly looked down at the phone.

There are no missed calls.

In WeChat, there were only dozens of messages of concern and inquiry sent by her in the past two days, but her boyfriend Wang Minrui did not reply to one.

A urging horn sounded behind, and Fangfang realized that the green light was already in front. She quickly released the handbrake, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the car forward.

"Fangfang, are you okay? Why don't you take a break?"

Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao sitting in the back row also discovered Fangfang's abnormality.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Fangfang smiled and answered loudly.

Fang Xiaole looked sideways at Lin Yao, the two exchanged glances, and they didn't speak any more.

Half an hour later, the nanny car came to a street in Xianghe Garden and stopped. Mo Yan and Zhang Zhiqin were already waiting by the road.

Last night Zhang Zhiqin followed Mo Yan to her home to rest. The program team’s task of inviting guests in Kyoto was completed ahead of schedule, and Zhang Zhiqin and Fang Xiaole also had some time to deal with personal affairs.

However, Zhang Zhiqin's "private affairs" seemed a bit tiring. After Fang Xiaole got off the car, he looked at Zhang Zhiqin strangely:

"Are you OK?"

Zhang Zhiqin's eyes were bloodshot, standing there trembling, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

He glanced innocently at Mo Yan, who was standing aside with great energy.

"What do you look at? It's my business. You are going to sleep on the sofa. Do you blame me for not sleeping well?"

Seeing other eyes looking at him for a while, Mo Yan blushed and immediately stared at Zhang Zhiqin.

"Sleep on the sofa?"

Lin Yao looked at Mo Yan in confusion.

"I was afraid that he could not rest well last night and let him sleep on the bed. This idiot had to sleep on the sofa, and it ended up like this."

Mo Yan explained helplessly.

Zhang Zhiqin said with a bitter face: "Don't blame Sister Mo, I'm so stupid."

"Huh, let's go."

Mo Yanqi glared at Zhang Zhiqin, took two steps, came back to support him, and complained as he walked:

"To make you sleep at home, you have to follow, trouble!"

It turned out that after Zhang Zhiqin went to Mo Yan's house last night, because he had only tossed the night before, his vitality had not recovered, and he was afraid of being played to death. He said that he would not dare to sleep with Sister Mo again, so he went to the sofa. Go to sleep.

But I didn't expect that sleeping on the sofa was not reliable, and all kinds of charming thoughts in my mind didn't fall asleep until the early morning, and the result was that I tossed myself.

At this moment, seeing Mo Yan scolding in his mouth, but cautiously holding himself, for fear that he might fall, Zhang Zhiqin couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at?"

Mo Yan looked at him sideways.

"Hey, it's so nice to laugh at my girlfriend."

Dashacha blessed the soul.

"Humph."

Mo Yan snorted softly, but two red clouds floated up on his face, and the corners of his mouth rose.

It was very open, and Mo Yan took Lin Yao and others to a slightly old office building and took the elevator to the tenth floor.

This floor was a bit empty, no one else was renting it, and everyone came to a 200-square-meter office.

"This is the studio I helped you two find. How about it? Are you satisfied?"

Mo Yan asked them while showing them around.

Lin Yao stood in the middle of the studio and looked around, her eyes full of joy.

"I like it very much!"

Although this place is not big, it has everything in it.

There are various musical instruments, recording equipment, computers, and various office appliances. There are a few beautiful pots of green plants in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a lot of delicate ornaments in the corners, which adds a bit of vitality to the whole room.

"Thank you Sister Mo, you bothered."

Fang Xiaole sincerely thanked Mo Yan. It can be seen that Mo Yan took a lot of effort to arrange this place.

Thinking about it in the future, if she and Zhang Zhiqin really become, I have to call her a younger sibling, which is a bit strange.

Zhang Zhiqin is also a lucky man who saved the world in his previous life!

"After two days have passed the registration procedures, this studio will be formally established, right..."

Mo Yan suddenly asked, "What name do you plan to name this studio?"

Lin Yao looked at Fang Xiaole, the meaning was very obvious, it all depends on my boyfriend.

Mo Yan had no choice but to look at Fang Xiaole.

"Just called..."

Fang Xiaole pondered for a moment, took Lin Yao's hand, and smiled:

"Aiyao Studio."