My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

"My Girlfriend" will not start recording until tomorrow afternoon, because the early stage is mainly to follow a few female stars, no props and scripts are needed, there are not many things to prepare, and Fang Xiaole's recording plan is very detailed.

This makes the members of the program group have a good heart. Simply put, as long as they have hands.

So the main task of the program group today is to settle down in the hotel, take a good rest, and record as planned tomorrow.

Today, after finally having some free time, Fang Xiaole decided to "fake the public for private benefit", first pick up Lin Duanzheng at the airport, and then send the "father-in-law" to Lin Yao's apartment.

"Husband, I'll go shopping first, and you can go home directly when you pick up my dad later."

Fang Xiaole was standing at the domestic passenger exit of the airport when Lin Yao sent a WeChat message.

The two had already discussed in advance last night. Fang Xiaole will pick up the people this afternoon, and Lin Yao will go back to cook. In the evening, the "family of three" will have a warm dinner together.

Not only can the relationship between Lin Yao and his daughter be warmed up, but also the feelings of Fang Xiaole and Lin Duanzheng's "Weng son-in-law" can be brought closer.

"My wife, you are so tired recently, don't cook your own food, let's go eat out."

Fang Xiaole knows that Lin Yao is very busy lately and feels a little pain.

"How can you let you and Dad eat out? It's okay, I'm not tired, don't worry."

Lin Yao hurriedly ensured that she was not tired, and at last she let Fang Xiaole agree to let her cook at home.

"Then I'm going to buy groceries, pay attention to safety on the way between you and dad...husband, I really want to see you right away."

Lin Yao was very happy, sent a voice, and finally said something shyly.

Fang Xiaole listened to his girlfriend's soft and lovely voice, smiles at the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help itching.

I want to teleport to Lin Yao's side immediately, hug her, and then...

Fang Xiaole was thinking about something there, and suddenly saw a straight figure appearing at the passenger exit, he hurriedly walked over and said:

"Uncle Lin!"

Lin Duan was dragging the suitcase, looking around in confusion, when he suddenly heard someone calling himself, he turned his head and saw a young and handsome smiling face.

"Fang Xiaole? Why are you here?"

Lin Duanzheng didn't know that Fang Xiaole would come to pick him up, and he didn't expect that the first acquaintance he saw when he got off the plane was actually him. He was a little embarrassed for a while and frowned slightly.

"It was Lin Yao who asked me to pick you up. Our program team is in Kyoto today."

Fang Xiaole smiled and enthusiastically reached out to help Lin Duanzheng with his luggage.

"No, I'll do it myself."

Lin Duanzheng was still a little awkward and rejected Fang Xiaole's kindness.

When he was in Kyoto last time, his views on Fang Xiaole had changed a lot, but they were far from fully accepted.

This time it has been more than half a month, and coupled with the relationship between this guy and his daughter, this makes Professor Lin, who is not good at socializing, a little bit unaware that he should face Fang Xiaole.

"Then let's go to Lin Yao's house first. She is out shopping for groceries, and she will cook for you tonight.

Fang Xiaole didn't care, and walked ahead to lead the way.

The two went out of the airport and got into a taxi. Lin Duan was looking at the bustling city outside the window and coughed:

"Fang Xiaole..."

"Uncle, didn't you call me Xiaofang last time?"

Fang Xiaole smiled and said, "You still call me that now, it sounds comfortable."

Lin Duanzheng was stunned, then nodded, his expression still serious:

"Xiao Fang, when did Lin Yao learn to cook?"

This time Fang Xiaole was stunned. He turned his head strangely to look at Lin Duanzheng:

"When I know her, she will cook?"

Lin Duanzheng shook his head: "Impossible. Lin Yao had no talent for cooking since she was a child, and she couldn't learn it after several times.

"what?"

Fang Xiaole widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "But Lin Yao cooks deliciously. Our colleagues are full of praise for her craftsmanship, could it be..."

Fang Xiaole's voice suddenly stopped, and he thought of a possibility.

Could it be that Lin Yao deliberately learned to cook in order to chase him?

Fang Xiaole remembered that when Lin Yao first cooked for him, the taste was really average, and some dishes were obviously too salty.

Later, he did better, and by the time he entertained his colleagues when he moved, Lin Yao's cooking level had reached the level of reputation.

For some reason, Fang Xiaole felt two completely different feelings of warmth and distress at the same time.

And Lin Duanzheng obviously thought of this possibility, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

My daughter is so beautiful and the conditions are so good, she should be spoiled by others, but for a boy to force herself to learn to cook, this is too...

Lin Duanzheng couldn't tell how he felt. In short, he was very awkward. There was a feeling that his own cabbage took the initiative to push the pig.

This wave is really a big loss!

Lin Duanzheng couldn't help but glared at Fang Xiaole, feeling sour in his heart.

My daughter is so old, she hasn't cooked a meal for herself yet, but she didn't expect it to be cheaper for the brat!

"Well, Uncle Lin, how long are you going to stay in Kyoto this time?"

Fang Xiaole also found that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, so he quickly turned off the topic.

"I'll stay as long as you stay!"

Lin Duan was expressionless and authentic.

"Oh, when we get home, Lin Yao may have returned from buying vegetables."

Fang Xiaole felt the inexplicable unhappiness of the "quasi-father-in-law", he didn't dare to ask more, so he smiled and went over it.

The atmosphere in the car became a bit frozen for a while.

At this time, the taxi master who was driving suddenly asked curiously:

"The Lin Yao you two are talking about is not that Lin Yao, right?"

Lin Duanzheng didn't react a bit, Fang Xiaole already answered first:

"No, this Lin Yao is my girlfriend."

"So, hahaha, I thought that Lin Yao you were talking about was the big star."

The driver's master laughed loudly: "I'm still wondering if your ancestor's grave is smoking, so you can find a big star to be your girlfriend, haha."

Taxi drivers in Kyoto are very difficult to talk, and this one is the same, probably just asking someone to talk to others.

"Haha, how is that possible, Master, you think too much."

Fang Xiaole also laughed cooperatively.

"Eh, brother, do you also know Lin Yao? I tell you, I am a fan of her. She sings so nicely, and she is beautiful, tsk tsk, if anyone can marry her as a wife, then it is simply, my god, little Live for ten years without losing!

Have you listened to Lin Yao's new song?Yes, it is the song "Painting the Heart". It's not too good to listen to. You haven't heard it yet?Then you are too bad!"

The driver master was still a fan of Lin Yao. He couldn't stop talking about Lin Yao's mouth and talked endlessly until the car reached the gate of Lin Yao's community.

Although Lin Duanzheng knows that his daughter is a big star, he rarely pays attention to the entertainment industry and has no specific concept of his daughter's popularity.

Seeing a taxi driver who knew his daughter at this moment, I couldn't help being a little surprised.

Suddenly seeing Fang Xiaole wanting to pay the fare, he quickly took out his wallet: "I'm here."

"It's okay, uncle." Fang Xiaole directly scanned the QR code with his mobile phone to pay, and got out of the car to help Lin Duanzheng get his luggage out of the trunk.

"Brother, remember to listen to Lin Yao's songs, absolutely no loss!"

Before leaving, the driver master said to Fang Xiaole, and then drove away.

Fang Xiaole couldn't help but smile. Since Lin Yao's reputation has grown, this is not the first time he has encountered such a scene.

He didn't care, so he dragged Lin Duanzheng's luggage into the community.

"Xiao Fang."

At this time, Lin Duanzheng, who had been standing still, asked suddenly:

"Is Lin Yao really so famous?"