My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

"No, I was negligent. I should have thought of a paparazzi following you during dinner that night."

Fang Xiaole quickly comforted Lin Yao and said sincerely:

"Sorry, it is my fault."

Because Lin Yao is always so gentle and well-behaved in front of him, Fang Xiaole often forgets that his girlfriend is actually a popular star with countless fans.

Moreover, the two have never encountered too many obstacles since they realized that they were falling in love.

This made Fang Xiaole relax.

Now think about it, Lin Yao's career is currently at the most critical stage.

Soon it will be Golden Melody and Silver Dragon, the two most important awards for singers, and the competition between Lin Yao and Yang Jiaxin has gradually become superficial.

So many rumors slandering Lin Yao have recently appeared on the Internet as proof.

And he was so relaxed that Lin Yao was almost caught by the paparazzi.

If Lin Yao becomes more popular in the future, then such things will only increase.

I am her boyfriend and should consider more for her.

This time, I was really wrong.

At this time, Fang Xiaole found that the mobile phone in his trouser pocket was shining brightly. He quickly took out the mobile phone and found that Mo Yan was calling, and there were more than a dozen missed calls, all from Mo Yan and Fangfang.

"Fang Xiaole, where are you? Be careful, there are paparazzi following you!"

As soon as the call was connected, Mo Yan said eagerly.

"Sorry, Sister Mo, my cell phone was muted just now, and I didn't hear your call. Lin Yao and I were on the third floor of the parking lot next to the T3 exit."

Fang Xiaole paused, "Sister Mo, how do you know that a paparazzi is following us?"

"We're just outside the airport, let's talk about it when we meet."

Five minutes later, Mo Yan and Fangfang rushed to the parking lot.

The four people were sitting in the nanny's car, Mo Yan's face was solemn, and he took out the warning letter and handed it to Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole.

The two took a look at the letter, and Lin Yao couldn't help but whispered: "Are those paparazzi hired? Who are they?"

"Who do you think it will be?" Mo Yan asked back.

Lin Yao blinked and hesitated: "Is it really..."

"It must be Yang Jiaxin!"

Fangfang gritted his teeth authentically:

"And those rumors on the Internet must have been caused by Yang Jiaxin, sister Yan, we are too passive like this, we must find a way to fuck her!"

Mo Yan didn't say much, but looked at Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole: "Just now you two... were you photographed at that time?"

"I, we don't have that." Lin Yao quickly denied.

Mo Yan rolled his eyes, raised his finger to Lin Yao's lips, "The lipstick has fallen in half."

Lin Yao suddenly flushed from her cheeks to the roots of her ears. She crouched her head with her hands, buried her head in her knees, and became an ostrich.

Cough.

Fang Xiaole was also a little embarrassed, thinking that Sister Mo probably got practical experience from Zhang Zhiqin.

He thought for a while and replied: "It shouldn't be. When the paparazzi were about to approach us, they were scared away by the black van."

"Where is the road?"

Mo Yan asked again.

"Neither I nor Lin Yao paid attention on the way. If they started following Lin Yao's apartment, it is very likely that at least we took a picture of us sitting in the car together." Fang Xiaole shook his head.

Mo Yan thought for a while and said, "This is a good explanation. After all, Lin Yao is participating in your show. As long as you are not photographed...it's fine."

Fangfang asked: "Director Fang, Sister Yao, do you see the person driving the van clearly?"

Lin Yao was still embarrassed to raise her head, but shook her head in the ostrich posture.

Fang Xiaole thought about it, and said, "That person is wearing a hat and can't see his face clearly. Judging from his figure, he should be a man."

"Sister Yan, are that guy the same person who sent this letter?"

Fangfang said suddenly.

"Hard to say."

Mo Yan thought for a moment and shook his head:

"Maybe it's also a paparazzi? I just don't want other people to get on the ground first, so I drove away my colleagues."

"That might be..." Fangfang touched her chin and said optimistically:

"Perhaps it is a certain fan of Sister Yao. He was protecting Sister Yao just now?"

"Forget it, there is no way to guess now, Director Fang, are you about to board the plane?"

Mo Yan suddenly asked Xiaole.

"but......"

Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao, obviously worried.

At this time, Lin Yao finally raised her head, looking at Fang Xiaole with a pair of watery eyes, her eyes full of dismay.

However, in the end he said very cleverly: "Don't worry, I'll be fine, you go."

"Fangfang, go and see if there are any suspicious people around."

Mo Yan was very alert now, and let Fangfang get out of the car to investigate.

"Oh."

Fangfang opened the door and got out of the car, once again fulfilling his true responsibilities.

However, this is the bottom floor of the parking lot. There are not many vehicles coming in and out. Fangfang went around and found no suspicious persons, so he gestured to the car with an OK gesture.

"I'm leaving."

Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao and said slowly.

"Ok."

Lin Yao also looked at him with a smile on her face: "Remember to send me a message when you get off the plane."

"it is good."

Fang Xiaole looked at this soft cheek deeply, turned around and pushed the car door, went to the trunk and took his luggage.

"Husband!"

He was about to walk towards the elevator when Lin Yao's voice suddenly came from behind him.

Fang Xiaole turned back quickly, and saw a beautiful face full of tenderness behind the half-open car door.

A hazy mist has already risen in Lin Yao's eyes, but in order not to worry Fang Xiaole, her face still works hard to make a smile:

"You, you have to think about me."

Puff!

There was laughter from the side, Fangfang couldn't help saying:

"Sister Yao, it's not like you two will never see each other again, why do you make it like a romance?"

The atmosphere of separation was suddenly broken, Lin Yao gave Fangfang a fierce look, and then couldn't help but laugh. Although her eyes were still a little moist, her mood improved a lot.

Fang Xiaole smiled and said to Lin Yao:

"My wife, come on, take a trophy back at the Golden Melody Award."

Lin Yao's eyes curled, nodding vigorously:

"Husband, come on too, our show will definitely be the first!"

Fang Xiaole smiled and nodded, and suddenly said to Mo Yan:

"Sister Mo, you and Zhang Zhiqin are also cheering, we are waiting to hear the good news from you both."

After speaking, he waved to the three people in the car, then turned and left.

"..."

Mo Yan didn't expect that Fang Xiaole would suddenly talk about himself. After a while, seeing Lin Yao and Fangfang both looking at him, he said coldly:

"What are you two doing in a daze, waiting for the paparazzi to come and shoot? Go!"

"Oh."

"Oh."

The two little girls held back their smiles and nodded again and again, and soon the nanny car drove out of the parking lot.

At this time, at the entrance of the parking lot, amidst the flow of people coming and going, an ordinary-looking, ordinary-dressed man quietly watched the nanny car go away, and the tight expression on his face finally relaxed.

Just muttering to myself:

"Damn, is Lao Tzu obsessed with it? I really don't want to look at it, and I have to guard Athena?"

In his mind, he couldn't help but think of the surging emotions in his heart when he was in the underground parking lot, when he was racing and looking at Lin Yao.

Lin Yao's eyes are so beautiful, they are watery and beautiful in shape, as if they can absorb souls.

It would be great if it could be looked at again by such a pair of eyes, even if it was one look...

"What a shit! I'm so cheap!"

Immediately, he raised his hand and slapped himself, cursing angrily.

"I can't go on like this anymore, this is the last time! Well, definitely the last time!"