My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

Lin Yao was very busy today, but still insisted on coming to send Fang Xiaole.

And brought the medicine that had been decocted last night, and supervised Fang Xiaole to drink the medicine in the car.

At the same time, he kept telling all kinds of things, like a wife sending her husband away.

"Is my sister coming to see you off at the airport? I knew I should bring her here."

Lin Yao heard Fang Xiaole say that Fang Shengnan would also come to see him off, so she was a little upset that she was not thoughtful enough.

"If my sister is here, isn't it inconvenient for us to talk and...do things?"

Fang Xiaole said with a smile, and quietly held Lin Yao's hand under the seat.

"Ok......"

Lin Yao lowered her head and let him lead. The two stopped talking and enjoyed the last peaceful time together.

Mo Yan sat in the driver's seat and talked with Fangfang about work while driving.

When you arrive at the airport, park your car.

It is not convenient for Lin Yao to show up in public, so she can only send it here.

"Sister Mo, then I'm leaving."

Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao were still saying goodbye to each other in the last row, while Zhang Zhiqin was sitting in the second row. He looked at Mo Yan and opened his mouth. He seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end he only uttered a few words.

"Ok."

Mo Yan answered softly and turned his head.

When Zhang Zhiqin opened the car door and was about to get out of the car, Mo Yan suddenly looked back:

"Pay attention to your body, exercise well, next time... next time I will check your exercise results."

"Huh?" Zhang Zhiqin's expression stagnated.

"Ah shit, get out of the car soon!" Mo Yan glared at him and urged impatiently.

"Oh." Zhang Zhiqin jumped out of the car quickly.

Fang Xiaole also got out of the car. Lin Yao opened the window and stared at his figure closely, her beautiful eyes filled with dismay.

"Sister Yan, won't you bear it?"

Fangfang asked strangely.

"What can't you bear, I am not a little girl who has never been in love."

Mo Yan let out a cold snort, and while Fangfang was not paying attention, he secretly looked out through the rearview mirror, wanting to take another look at that silly fork.

"Sister Mo!"

However, a white head suddenly appeared out of the car window, and she was startled.

"Are you sick?!"

Mo Yan scolded this guy with shame.

This idiot probably didn't realize that I was watching him quietly, right?

Mo Yan was thinking about it, and Zhang Zhiqin beckoned to her: "Sister Mo, I have something to tell you."

"It's troublesome! Hurry up, I have to go back to the company..."

Mo Yan put his head out of the window impatiently and turned his face to Zhang Zhiqin.

Boo!

Suddenly, Zhang Zhiqin kissed her on the face, then turned around and walked away, turning back and saying:

"Sister Mo, I miss you every day."

Mo Yan's face turned red, and he glanced back at Fangfang who was covering his mouth and snickered, and cursed Zhang Zhiqin: "Who wants you to think about it?"

Zhang Zhiqin smiled, waved at her, and walked into the elevator in the parking lot with Fang Xiaole.

"feed me......"

Mo Yan looked at this guy's silly smile and couldn't help but say something, but the elevator door was already closed.

She stared at the closed elevator door blankly, feeling lost.

"I will miss you too."

Mo Yan muttered to herself blankly. She thought that she would not be so uncomfortable with the separation at this age.

Unexpectedly, when she really saw this idiot leave, she felt panicked.

"Oh, I started to miss it as soon as I parted. Being in love is really tiring. It really doesn't suit me."

Fangfang suddenly sighed beside him.

"what did you say?"

Mo Yan turned his head and asked.

"It's nothing."

Fangfang was taken aback and waved his hands again and again.

Mo Yan shook his head lightly, shook all the annoying emotions out of his head, turned his head and said to Lin Yao:

"Don't think about other things first, and deal with the present."

Just now, Yang Jiaxin's new song rushed to the 19th place on the Hot Songs chart, which also broke the record for entering the top 20 of the Hot Songs chart.

At the same time, many media and well-known music critics have begun to praise the quality of Yang Jiaxin's new songs, which has also attracted many passersby to download her new songs on major music platforms, which has further increased the popularity of these songs.

Although Lin Yao's three songs are continuing to improve their rankings, their climbing speed is significantly slower than Yang Jiaxin.

"Invisible Wings" is the tallest, only 21, and has not entered the top 20.

On the hot song list, Lin Yao is even more lagging behind.

There is no other way. Yang Jiaxin’s accumulation of fans for so many years, coupled with the tilt of the promotion resources of major music platforms, is now praised by multimedia and music critics. Even the poorest song will become popular in a short time. A handful.

"Yaoyao, have you listened to Yang Jiaxin's song?"

On the way back to the company, Fangfang drove, Mo Yanze and Lin Yao sat in the second row.

"Listen."

Lin Yao nodded. She used to like Yang Jiaxin's songs. Although she is now a competitor, to Lin Yao, music is music. She likes it as long as it sounds good.

"how do you feel?"

Mo Yan asked.

"Not as good as her previous song."

Lin Yao answered honestly.

"Well, as I feel, I thought I had a wrong judgment because of subjective emotions. It seems that it is indeed a problem with the quality of the song."

Mo Yan nodded. Lin Yao is a purely musical person, and his evaluation of a song has never been mixed with personal feelings.

"Sister Yan, do you have any idea?"

Fangfang in front couldn't help but turn around to ask.

"Look at the road."

Mo Yan reminded her.

"Oh." Fangfang stuck out her tongue and looked forward, but her ears still stood up.

"Yang Jiaxin was clearly prepared this time. He first suddenly announced the release of a new song, which caused an explosive publicity effect, and then grabbed the publicity resources of all major platforms.

After the new song goes live, let the media and music critics continue to hype her new song. After this series of operations, I estimate that her three songs will be in the top ten of the hot song list tomorrow."

Mo Yan said in a deep voice.

"Then what should we do? Sister Yao's song has just reached the top 30 of the hot song list!"

Fangfang asked anxiously.

"Didn't you say it that day? It depends on the quality of the song!"

Mo Yan said indifferently.

"Ah?! Sister Yan, no, do you really believe what the guys in the company say? They only know how to shirk responsibility."

Fangfang couldn't help shouting.

"Don't say such words in the company, it will not affect Yaoyao."

Mo Yan glared at Fangfang, then continued:

"Yang Jiaxin's popularity and pre-propaganda resources cannot be matched by us. However, if the quality of her new songs is mediocre, then after the purchasing power of her fans and passers-by attracted by the pre-propaganda is exhausted, it will hit the ceiling.

The quality of Lin Yao's four new songs surpassed her, especially "Invisible Wings" and "Drawing Heart", which have the potential to become popular hits, but Lin Yao's current publicity resources are insufficient.

Once there is enough exposure, Lin Yao's new song is completely possible to surpass Yang Jiaxin. After all, no matter how famous the singer is, it is only an external blessing, and the quality of the song is always the core competitiveness."

"Draw a heart?" Fangfang said strangely: "Don't you have to wait for the movie to be released before this song can be released? Huh?!"

Fangfang's eyes widened suddenly, and Lin Yao couldn't help but whispered:

"Sister Yan, what do you mean..."