My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

When Lin Yao was chatting with Fang Xiaole on WeChat, Mo Yan, who was "teaching students" in the studio, also received a call from Zhang Zhiqin.

It can be seen that this is the program group of "My Girlfriend" who is taking a break after working for a while, so Fang Xiaole and Zhang Zhiqin both seized the time to talk to their girlfriends.

"Currently, entertainment companies in the circle that involve popular music include Shenxin Entertainment, Sun Music, Baifeng Records..."

Halfway through Mo Yan's words, she was interrupted by the ringing of the phone. She picked it up and took a look. Then Shengnan and Wang Linlin said nonchalantly:

"Excuse me, please check the information first, I'll go out to answer the phone."

Mo Yan brought some information from entertainment companies and record companies in the entertainment circle. At this time, just to let them look at the information, he walked out of the studio's door.

"Sister Yan, what's the matter?"

Fangfang happened to be standing at the door, when Mo Yan came out, she saw the phone in her hand, glanced subconsciously, and saw the name of the caller——

Dashacha.

Uh?

Fangfang was a little startled, what's this name?

"I'll answer the phone."

Mo Yan spoke to Fangfang lightly, and was about to turn right and walk towards the stairwell. Fangfang reminded him from behind:

"Sister Yan, Sister Yao is also chatting on WeChat over there."

Mo Yan's footsteps stopped, and he walked back to the elevator on the left side of the studio. When passing Fangfang, he also specifically explained:

"There is something in the company, and I need to go to a quieter place."

"Oh." Fangfang nodded blankly.

I have some doubts, is there anyone in the company whose nickname is Dashacha?

Mo Yan walked to the stairwell at the left end of the corridor, looked back, and then answered the phone.

"Sister Mo, why did you take it so long, what are you doing?"

Mo Yan said coldly: "Do you think I answer the phone slowly?"

"No, no, the program team will have a meeting later, I want to hurry up and talk to you."

Zhang Zhiqin quickly explained.

"So, you just called me because something happened?"

Mo Yan's voice became colder.

Under Mo Yan's temper, Zhang Zhiqin did grow a lot, and he immediately reacted and quickly remedied:

"Sister Mo, I actually just want to hear your voice, hehe."

"Humph." Mo Yan snorted, but his tone was obviously relaxed.

Zhang Zhiqin's "struggle experience" is also very rich, and I immediately heard that Sister Mo was not angry, and then began to talk about "business."

"Sister Mo, I just checked it online. The two clothes I bought for you have arrived in Kyoto and are now being delivered. I guess you can receive them when you get home from get off work at night."

"Oh, I see."

Mo Yan answered calmly, but her cheeks were already a little red thinking of the extent of those two clothes.

"I'm still working, so be it."

In order to prevent this guy from discovering his shame, Mo Yan found a reason and planned to hang up.

"Hey, Sister Mo, wait!"

Zhang Zhiqin's eager shout came from the phone.

"What else?"

Mo Yan's fingers stopped.

"Um, that... shall we make a video tonight?"

Zhang Zhiqin's voice seemed to be a little bit excited and expectant.

"video?"

Mo Yan frowned slightly. In fact, she didn't like the video very much. She couldn't see it and couldn't touch it. Not only did she not quench her thirst, but it was more tickling.

"Yeah, I just want to help you see, hey, just have a look..."

Zhang Zhiqin smirked, and finally said the real purpose:

"The two clothes don't fit well."

"Do you want me to show you those two clothes in the video?"

Mo Yan's voice was immediately full of shame:

"Who do you think of me?!"

"No, Sister Mo, don't get me wrong. I forgot to ask about your size when I bought it. I was afraid it wouldn't fit. I want to help you see it."

Zhang Zhiqin quickly explained.

"You still don't know my size?"

Mo Yan's voice became colder.

"This, this, don't you know my size?"

Zhang Zhiqin retorted in a low voice.

"Your size can be seen at a glance, weak chicken!"

Mo Yan was disdainful and authentic.

"Sister Mo, why do you curse?"

Zhang Zhiqin was said to be red-faced and dissatisfied:

"I have been exercising every day recently. I'm no longer a weak chicken. Why don't I show you the video at night?"

"Silly fork, what are you thinking?"

Mo Yan was ashamed and angry, and suddenly shouted:

"Idiot, hang up!"

After speaking, he hung up the phone, flushing flushed across his face and the corners of his eyes jumped with anger.

She turned and walked towards the studio, and the WeChat alert sounded on her mobile phone. This was the manager of an international brand apparel in Kyoto that Mo Yan knew.

In addition to selling finished clothes, this brand can also make private orders.

"Miss Mo, hello, sorry, I will confirm with you the size of the two suits you ordered."

The fashion brand manager sent over the size of a men's suit on WeChat.

Mo Yan went to this store a few days ago to order two suits, and told Zhang Zhiqin of the exact size.

However, most custom-made clothes need to be measured in person. The manager is a bit unreliable, so he deliberately asked Mo Yan to reconfirm.

"No problem, just make it at this size."

Mo Yan looked at it and answered positively.

"Okay, let's make it in this size. The clothes will probably be ready next Thursday. Will Miss Mo come to the store to pick it up in person, or we will send it to you?"

The manager asked.

"next Thursday……"

Mo Yan thought for a while. Zhang Zhiqin will come to Kyoto with the program of "My Girlfriend" next Tuesday, just in time for him to try this dress.

After all, Mo Yan bought this dress specifically for him.

As for the size, it was the night when Zhang Zhiqin stayed at Mo Yan's house for the first time. When the weak chicken was exhausted and lethargic, Mo Yan quietly measured it for him.

The taste of this clothes is too bad, and Mo Yan wants to buy him two clothes on the countertop.

But for some reason, Mo Yan didn't tell Zhang Zhiqin that he had secretly measured his size.

It was a bit too big when measuring the size that night...that's it, and Mo Yan couldn't tell.

Mo Yan couldn't help but think of the scene that night. Although the guy was a weak chicken, he was actually pretty good...

Thinking about it, Mo Yan couldn't help but feel a little silly.

"Wow, sister Yan, you actually bought such expensive clothes, who did you buy them for?"

Fangfang's surprised voice came from behind.

This brand is quite famous, and the clothes are expensive. Although Fangfang can't afford it, he recognizes it.

Mo Yan was taken aback, turned around and stared at Fangfang: "Bad girl, are you a ghost? Why are you silent?"

Speaking quickly put the phone behind him.

"Sister Fang and Linlin Wang have read the information. I came to call you, but you ignored me just now?"

Fangfang aggrieved: "I didn't mean to look at your phone, or I glanced at it accidentally."

Mo Yan raised his hand and twisted her ears: "I know gossip all day long!"

"Oh, I didn't mean it, sister Yan, please forgive me."

Fangfang quickly begged for mercy.

Mo Yan snorted coldly, let go of Fangfang, and walked towards the door of the studio.

"Sister Yan, did you buy it for Zhang Zhiqin? Wow, you are so willing, these two sets of clothes cost tens of thousands, right? This guy is really out of shit, he is simply taken care of by a rich woman!"

Fangfang is now more and more unafraid of Mo Yan, smiling behind her, still whispering there.

"Who said I bought it for him, it was for my dad."

Mo Yantou didn't turn back, and calmly said: "If you want to buy it, he should buy it for me! It can't be too good to men, otherwise it will be impossible to discipline in the future.

Fangfang was stunned, and then gave a thumbs up: "Wow, it's Sister Yan!"

Mo Yan ignored her and walked straight into the studio.

Looking at that capable back, Fangfang sighed sincerely: "Sister Yan is so cool, I will be like her in the future and discipline men fiercely!"