My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

"Sister Yan intends to develop the studio into an entertainment company?"

While driving in the nanny car, Lin Yao told Fang Xiaole what Sister Yan said to her last night.

"Then what do you think?"

After Fang Xiaole listened, there was no overly surprised expression on his face, instead he looked at Lin Yao and asked.

"I......"

Lin Yao looked sideways at Fang Xiaole, her eyes slightly bent:

"I listen to you, what you think is what I think."

Fang Xiaole looked helplessly at his overly well-behaved girlfriend, "I knew you would say that."

"Hey." Lin Yao stuck out her tongue and continued:

"But I really think so. If you don't want to turn the studio into an entertainment company, then I'll talk to Sister Yan..."

"You want to piss off my younger siblings." Fang Xiaole interrupted her with tears.

"Brothers and sisters?" Lin Yao blinked her eyes with confusion.

"Zhang Zhiqin called my brother, and Sister Mo is his girlfriend, so of course I will call her younger siblings."

Fang Xiaole smiled authentically.

"Then will I also be called Sister Yan Simei?"

Lin Yao tilted her head slightly, thinking seriously.

"Yes, you will call her younger siblings from now on."

Fang Xiaole nodded.

"That won't work, Sister Yan will be angry."

Lin Yao thought for a while and found it inappropriate.

"Then you two will talk about each other, you call her sister Yan, and she calls your sister-in-law."

Fang Xiaole continued to tease her.

"Is it really possible...Oh, don't laugh!"

Lin Yao was still thinking about it seriously, and seeing Fang Xiaole snickering from her side, she glared at him in embarrassment, but it was useless, instead she felt like a baby, and finally she laughed.

"Are you happy now?"

Seeing Lin Yao's face finally showed a smile, Fang Xiaole asked softly.

After meeting today, although Lin Yao tried her best to be as gentle and pleasant as usual, Fang Xiaole felt that she was actually sad.

After Fang Xiaole left Kyoto, he would devote himself to the intense post-production work.

And Lin Yao's work schedule is getting closer and closer. In addition to almost full announcements, he also has to spare time to practice songs, release new songs, and most importantly, the Golden Melody Awards ceremony more than half a month later.

Early next year, the Silver Dragon Award will also be held as scheduled.

As a popular candidate for the best female singer in these two awards ceremonies, Lin Yao naturally has to devote more energy to these two awards events.

In this way, the two people really have to wait until the Spring Festival next time they meet.

Originally thinking that this time in Kyoto, I would be able to spend at least one day together, but unexpectedly, Fang Xiaole would suddenly return to Jiang Rong.

Lin Yao felt a little gap in her heart, and her mood was inevitably low.

Fang Xiaole naturally saw it, so he deliberately wanted to make Lin Yao happy.

"Well, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so headstrong."

Lin Yao was a little guilty and authentic.

At this moment, with the red light in front, Fang Xiaole stretched out his hand and gently grasped Lin Yao's hand.

"Sister Mo's thoughts are actually the same as mine."

Lin Yao let Fang Xiaole hold her hand in her palm and turned to look at him.

"You don't have to worry about the work of the studio. My sister and I, as well as Sister Mo will take care of it. Just concentrate on singing."

Just like Mo Yan's guess, Fang Xiaole actually had the idea of ​​expanding the scale and scope of the studio for a long time, but now the Ai Yao studio has just been established, Fang Xiaole does not want to put too much pressure on Lin Yao.

"Ok."

Lin Yao nodded softly, and the two smiled at each other.

"Can you see clearly?"

At this moment, a paparazzi in a pickup truck at the side was trying to crane his neck to look into the nanny's car, still holding a camera in his hand, ready to start taking pictures at any time, and the companion driving next to him asked eagerly.

"Damn, I can't see clearly... the green light is over, go ahead, fast, go ahead!"

The paparazzi with the camera saw that the green light in front was on, and urged his companions, as long as they passed the black van in front and drove side by side with Lin Yao's nanny car, they would be able to see the situation in the car!

"Fuck, the idiot in front should get out of the way!"

The paparazzi driving is trying to slam on the accelerator to accelerate and overtake, but the black van in front of them has been blocking them, and no matter how they change lanes, they cannot overtake it.

He honked the horn and signaled the van to move away, but the other party didn't respond. It was forty yards and blocked in front of the pickup truck just right, so that they could never go parallel with Lin Yao's nanny car.

What they didn't know was that this black van did the same thing to another car following Lin Yao a few minutes ago.

After half an hour, the airport arrived.

Lin Yao drove the nanny's car into the underground parking lot, and found a place with few cars around to stop.

In order to avoid being recognized by fans and causing trouble, she could not get out of the car and could only send Fang Xiaole here.

The time for parting is coming.

The car fell silent for a while.

Fang Xiaole looked outside, "It's quiet here, no one is outside."

"Ok."

Lin Yao lowered her head and said softly.

Fang Xiaole looked at his watch, "There is still an hour, and there is time."

"Yeah." Lin Yao lowered her head, her cheeks suddenly red.

The car was silent again.

"you......"

After a while, Lin Yao's voice like a mosquito slowly sounded:

"Can you wait so hard? I'm going to shoot a commercial in the afternoon. I, I'm afraid of being seen."

Fang Xiaole was a little embarrassed at once. The last time he and Lin Yao were on the tree-lined path outside the private kitchen, he accidentally left a few red marks on Lin Yao's body.

Now hearing Lin Yao's mention, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Then, we won't kiss there this time?"

Fang Xiaole discussed.

"Where is it?"

Lin Yao lowered her head, her soft cheeks were almost bleeding.

"Uh, it was there last time."

Fang Xiaole gave a dry cough.

"Oh......"

Lin Yao quietly turned her head and glanced at him, then quickly lowered her head.

Finally, the girl plucked up the courage, closed her eyes, raised her neck, and turned her soft cheeks towards him.

At this time, Fang Xiaole's phone screen lit up.

It was a call from Mo Yan.

However, in order to accompany Lin Yao well at this time before leaving Kyoto, Fang Xiaole set his mobile phone to silent when he got in the car.

At this time, he was looking at Lin Yao's face intently, and didn't even notice the flickering of the phone screen in his trouser pocket.

"Can you hold me first, I'm afraid..."

Lin Yao closed her eyes, softly and timidly.

Fang Xiaole turned to his side and hugged the girl tightly.

"What are you afraid of?"

Lin Yao put her arms around Fang Xiaole tightly, "We can't see each other for so long, I'm afraid you will forget me, you have to remember my taste."

Fang Xiaole looked down at her and smiled: "What's your taste?"

Lin Yao opened her eyes, looked up at him, straightened up suddenly, and kissed him.

"Huh?" Fang Xiaole was caught off guard, exclaimed, and then...

"Hmm..."

At this time, a pickup truck and a black car drove into the parking lot quietly and parked not far from the nanny car.

Two paparazzi came down from the two cars. They held cameras and mobile phones in their hands, and approached the nanny car slowly from both sides.