My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

Ringing~~~.

Early in the morning, Fang Xiaole woke up to the sound of a slightly sharp alarm clock.

He fumbled a few times by his pillow, picked his phone up, and looked at the time.

6am.

Fang Xiaole sat up from his bed, changed into a short-sleeved suit and sneakers, walked out of the cramped rental house located on the ground floor, and began his morning run.

After running evenly along the sidewalk along the road for about twenty minutes, he came to a park.

The park is small and the facilities are slightly old, and there is a group of elderly people playing Tai Chi and square dancing in the park's square.

"Xiaofang is here, good morning."

"Auntie Li and Master Liu, good morning to you too."

When this group of old men and women saw Fang Xiaole, they all greeted him with a smile, and Fang Xiaole smiled in response, stopping at a corner of the square for a brief rest before beginning his breath exercise for the day.

He crossed his arms, inhaled deeply, sank his breath in his dantian, and let his abdomen feel bulging, then exhaled slowly.

This was one of the few things he still remembered from his former life on Earth.

Fang Xiaole remembered that in his last life, he was a student at the Conservatory of Music, and he used to do this exercise every morning.

After coming to this world, Fang Xiaole still kept this habit.

Even if his voice was broken and he could no longer sing, he still insisted on practicing every morning.

"See you later, Auntie and Grandma."

"See you tomorrow, Fang."

After half an hour of breath practice, Fang Xiaole left the park and continued to run forward along the road.

After running out of the park for no more than a kilometer or so, the familiar old street and a few three-story old houses appeared in front of him.

That girl from last night, she should be fine, right?

Seeing two of the old houses that stood across the alley from each other, Fang Xiaole couldn't help but remember what had happened on the roof last night.

After the chorus of "Rooftops", the girl's phone rang, as if someone was very anxious to find her, and the other party learned where she was and said that they would drive to pick her up immediately.

The girl didn't seem too happy, and argued with the other party a few times, but eventually agreed not to run around anymore, and waited in place for them to come over.

Fang Xiaole was afraid that she still couldn't think straight, so he took the initiative to stay and wait with her.

The girl's friend soon arrived, and Fang Xiaole decided to send her downstairs to ensure the girl's safety.

So he jumped from this roof to the opposite roof, escorted the girl downstairs and watched her car leave.

Fang Xiaole had once heard from a bar patron who was a psychiatrist by profession that people intent on suicide were sensitive until their emotions completely calmed down.

Even if you want to help her with good intentions, you can't show it too obviously, because it will make her think that you think she is "sick", but it will easily lead to rebellion.

In the process of jumping to the opposite roof to wait with her, as well as sending her downstairs, Fang Xiaole used the excuse of "wanting to see what a pretty girl looks like", but in order to protect her self-esteem, he deliberately kept a certain distance from her.

If the psychiatrist saw what she did last night, he would definitely praise her for her excellent "psychological comfort".

But this also led to a regrettable result - Fang Xiaole never got a clear look at the girl's face, and even forgot to ask her name.

The girl who sang so beautifully but was so lonely, what did she really look like?

Forget about it, as long as the person was saved, nothing else mattered.

Fang Xiaole comforted himself this way.

After running along the old street, Fang Xiaole started to run back.

At seven thirty in the morning, Fang Xiaole returned to the rental house, put the breakfast he bought on the way on the table, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Changed into a neat shirt and trousers and sat down on the table to finish his breakfast.

After tidying up in front of the mirror and confirming the various job listings saved in advance in his phone, he left the house.

For the sake of life, for the sake of having a chance to continue his heart's dream in the future, he needed to find a job.

At this moment, more than ten kilometers away from the Old Street, in the CBD shopping district, a certain domestic first-tier cosmetics brand is located in an office building.

Lin Yao, who had just finished shooting a commercial, was sitting on a chair in the lounge, looking at her slightly tired self in the mirror as the makeup artist was removing her makeup.

I don't know what came to mind, but Lin Yao's mouth lifted up and laughed out idiotically.

"Auntie, are you alright?"

A woman around thirty-five years old with short, dry hair next to her stared at Lin Yao and asked cautiously.

"Nothing, why are you asking that, Sister Mo?" Lin Yao shook her head and asked back strangely.

The short-haired woman named Mo Yan, is Lin Yao's agent, last night after Lin Yao left a "suicide note" and disappeared, Mo Yan was terrified, and the assistant looked for her everywhere.

But they finally found Lin Yao in an old street in the middle of nowhere.

Considering that the rumors on the internet have had a great impact on Lin Yao, Mo Yan had planned to help Lin Yao cancel all the announcements including Super Challenge and let her rest for a while under the pressure of kilometers.

But she didn't expect that after she came back last night, Lin Yao was like a different person, a smile appeared on her face that she hadn't seen for a long time, she was no longer depressed like before, and she even took the initiative to ask Mo Yan to arrange more work for her.

Today too, Lin Yao was in fantastic shape during the commercial shoot, her entire body exuded a heartwarming charm, and the director praised her performance.

"Nothing, just a casual question."

Mo Yan replied, casting a questioning look at the assistant next to her, Fangfang, the little girl was shocked and quickly shook her head with an innocent face, saying I don't know what's going on either.

At this time, Mo Yan's phone rang, she picked it up and took a look, it was the director of Super Challenge calling.

For this top-tier variety show, the entire company was paying attention to it, the show was about to start recording its first phase next week, Lin Yao had never participated in a variety show before, so I guess the director was a bit uneasy, so he specially called to advise on some details.

"Director Li, hello, free and available..." Mo Yan walked towards the outside as she answered the phone.

This side of Lin Yao had also finished removing her makeup, and when the makeup artist went out, she stood up and took a glance towards the door to make sure Mo was still answering the phone, and walked up to her assistant.

"Fangfang, there's something I want to trouble you with."

"Sister Yao, go ahead." Fangfang stood up in a hurry and responded.

"You sit." Lin Yao gently sat her back in her chair and whispered.

"I want you to go to Peachtree Street and find me someone."

"Peach Willow Street? A street of bars?" Fang Fang was a local and knew the street.

"Yes, this guy used to sing in a bar, he's quite tall and handsome, he's gentle, and he can write songs.... Ahem."

Seeing Fangfang looking at herself strangely, Lin Yao coughed twice and was busy giving the words she had already thought of.

"I have a friend who heard him sing in a bar and thought it was great and wanted to buy his songs."

"Your friend?" Fangfang felt even stranger, never heard that Yao had any friends from record companies, producers, etc. ah.

"Yes, a friend of mine!" Lin Yao nodded her head heavily.

"But... Sister Mo said that she wanted me to follow you all the time."

"Fangfang~" Lin Yao suddenly embraced Fangfang's arm affectionately, her voice coquettish, "I've promised someone else, I can't keep my word."

"Sister Yao, are you, are you alright?"

Fangfang got goosebumps, normally Sister Yao was quite quiet, why was she suddenly selling out?

This style of painting, simply make the fierce man's legs weak, fierce female ovulation ah ... is it the aftermath of last night's "suicide attempt"?

"If you don't help me, something will happen." Lin Yao slammed her face.

"Then, then I'll speak to Mo later." Fangfang had no choice but to compromise.

"There's no need, you can go quietly by yourself." Lin Yao looked back at the door and whispered.

"No, if Sister Mo finds out I'll be dead." Fangfang waved her hand repeatedly.

"Fangfang, haven't you always wanted to buy divine water? My friend gave me a few bottles of 330ml, I just don't need it, I'll bring it to you some day."

Lin Yao blinked her seductive peach blossom eyes, her voice full of temptation.

"Divine Water? Or 330ml?" The young assistant was knocked unconscious, only to feel her neck tug her head down twice uncontrollably.

"Hurry up and go, I told Sister Mo to tell you to go home and get my things for me."

Lin Yao was finally relieved to see that Fangfang had agreed.

She had work to go to later, and her face was too easy to be recognized, so she could only ask Fangfang to go find the boy from last night.

"Sister Yao, what... what's the name of the guy your friend is looking for? In which bar?"

Fangfang was about to slip out, stopped and ran back to ask.

Lin Yao shook her head: "I don't know."

Fangfang: "?"

I don't know the name, I don't know which bar it's in, so how do I find it?

"But my friend told me about his features, so he should be easy to find."

"What traits?"

"He..." Lin Yao thought, her lips unconsciously smiling, her slender index finger dotting the air, "Very tall, handsome, gentle and talented, and he has a nice speaking voice."

Fangfang: "?"

"Okay, Director Li, don't worry." Outside the door, Mo Yan's phone call seemed to be finishing, Lin Yao quickly urged Fangfang, "Go quickly."

Fangfang reluctantly walked out the door and headed in the opposite direction from Mo, behind her Lin Yao poked her head out from the doorway and urged.

"Remember the features, very tall and handsome and gentle and talented, come on, fairy water!"

Fangfang turned back and smiled with an obscure conscience, "Don't worry sister Yao, such an obvious feature must be easy to find."

Witnessing the hopeful Fangfang leave, Lin Yao sat back in his chair and recalled last night's moments.

He was careful not to ask himself why he wanted to jump off the building, but instead used the chorus to cheer himself up.

From the state of his voice when he sang, it was clear that he wasn't lying, his voice was badly damaged and this was a situation where he should avoid singing again.

But he still sang the chorus with her to comfort himself, and it was such a beautiful and healing original song.

Fearing that she might not be able to think straight again, he insisted on accompanying himself until Mo arrived, and kept his distance without a trace in order to take care of her pride.

Especially the moment when he jumps over from the opposite roof, so man so strong!

Lin Yao felt as if her heartbeat had missed a beat at the time.

Tall and handsome and gentle and talented, that was a really objective and accurate assessment!

"Geez.... Hehehe..."

In the quiet lounge, a certain female singer who was known for her high coolness, talent, goddess, etc., was laughing like a fool.

At the same time, under the office building of Apple TV.

"This is the last one to interview."

Fang Xiaole stood in front of the building constructed like a big red apple, holding a piece of paper with the names of more than ten hiring companies written on it.

But all of the names on the paper were forked off with a red pen, leaving only the last column-.

Apple TV, hiring temporary programmers.