My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

"You mean..."

Lin Yao's words stunned Fang Xiaole for a moment, but he soon understood.

"That song we sang on the roof that night?"

"Right!" Lin Yao nodded, "That's the song 'Rooftops'."

Fang Xiaole fell silent.

He actually felt quite special about this song, it was the first song he had thought of from his blocked Earth memories after coming to this world.

And it was the song "Rooftop" that he had sung with a similarly frustrated girl on such a frustrated night.

Right now, the girl he had sung the song with suddenly came to him and said she wanted to buy the song.

It was a strange feeling.

It was like a memory that two people shared, but one of them wanted to use money to sell it away from the other's mind.

But Fang Xiaole soon felt a bit pretentious, you don't really think that just because you've met someone once by chance that they should be special to you, do you?

It's better for the man not to be too self-involved.

Buying a song is business, and the price is just enough.

"Yes." Finally convincing himself Fang Xiaole nodded and looked at Lin Yao, "Then how much are you going to pay?"

Lin Yao thought about it, the last time Mo Yan went to negotiate the rights to a song, it was like 200,000, so she replied, "400,000."

So high?

Fang Xiaole was a little surprised, he wasn't from the entertainment industry and wasn't too sure about the price of a song.

But thinking that this song "Rooftop" is from Zhou Dong after all, even in this world it should be considered as a superior standard, it is estimated that 400,000 is the standard market price, right?

"Okay, no problem, I'll sell it to you."

Fang Xiaole originally thought that he would be a bit torn when he said this, but he didn't expect the words to come out very quickly.

It was probably because Lin Yao's beautiful appearance and gentle demeanor were too comfortable, and even when talking business, one couldn't feel any brassiness.

"Thank you, but I have one more request..."

Lin Yao's beautiful eyes darted around, suddenly coming up with a legitimate reason why she could get in close contact with him.

"This song is a male and female chorus, and I can't sing that by myself, so I'd like to ask you to record this song with me."

"You want me to record the song with you?" Fang Xiaole pointed at himself in dismay and whirled around, losing his laugh.

"Lin Yao, you can't be serious, it's not like you haven't heard my singing voice before, let me sing with you, aren't you afraid I'll drag you down?"

"No! I feel that your voice is very special, it has a kind of bass-specific magnetism that matches me very well..."

Lin Yao blushed and added, "Ah no, what I mean is that your voice matches my voice."

"Don't comfort me, I know my own voice." Fang Xiaole smiled bitterly and shook his head, still refusing.

"I'm happy enough that you're willing to buy my songs, I can't hurt you."

"How can you think of yourself like that?!" Lin Yao was unhappy, her beautiful eyes widening.

"You have the most special voice of any singer I've ever seen, and you're so talented, you shouldn't look down on yourself!"

Seeing Lin Yao's incomparably serious expression, Fang Xiaole finally knew that she wasn't joking, but genuinely wanted to sing "Rooftops" with herself.

However, Fang Xiaole also had his own insistence, he liked to sing, so he didn't want to settle for using his defective voice to sing.

"Lin Yao, you bought this song with the intention of releasing it, right?" Fang Xiaole asked seriously.

"Yes, it will be included in my new album." Seeing how serious Fang Xiaole was, Lin Yao inexplicably panicked a bit and quickly sat up straight to answer.

"Since it's going to be for your fans and everyone else, you should take it even more seriously, you should dedicate your best voice to everyone, not a bunch of broken voices mixed in with your heavenly voice, which would be a disservice to the people who paid for your album."

Fang Xiaole was sitting squarely on the ground, his tone surprisingly serious.

Just like he had said before, he couldn't harm Lin Yao, nor could he make her feel sorry for her fans.

To him, singing was a very serious matter.

"The best voice? Heavenly music? Wow, I turned out to be so good in his eyes!"

But Lin Yao's attention was completely skewed, and she couldn't help but hold her chin in one hand, her eyes fixed on Fang Xiaole, her heart sweet.

"Lin Yao? Lin Yao!"

Fang Xiaole called out to her twice, no response, only to reach over and touch her shoulder gently.

"Huh? Oh, that one that one.... You're right." Lin Yao woke up and frantically ran a hand through her hair, lowering her head and wiping the corners of her mouth gently with her hand.

Oops, why am I drooling?!

Would he have seen it?

What a shame!!!!!

Lin Yao wished a crack could be opened in the ground for her to get into, she found herself facing Fang Xiaole without any resistance at all, he could make her happy and forget about it with a casual remark.

She was possessed!

You can't do that, it will scare people, Lin Yao settled down and said in as calm a tone as possible.

"Tell you what, we'll record a demo together, and I'll let the record producers at the company listen to it, and if they approve it, it'll be on my new album,''

If they don't feel good about it, what do you think about this demo, we'll collect it ourselves?"

Fang Xiaole was deep in thought for a moment before finally nodding, "Alright, thank you, thank you very much."

He understood what Lin Yao was thinking, paying for the song had a business element to it, but encouraging him to continue singing was obviously to repay the "saving grace" of that night.

Since that was the case, it would be unkind of him to refuse, and it was unlikely that Lin Yao's entertainment company would allow his broken voice to appear on her album.

However, Fang Xiaole was still grateful to Lin Yao, and at the same time had a deeper understanding of the big star's personality.

Beautiful, gentle, understanding, and almost flawless except for the occasional confusion, such a nice girl, no wonder so many people liked her.

"By the way, you seemed to have broken your foot yesterday when you jumped up to pick up the pistol and hit the car door, is everything alright?"

After talking about business, Fang Xiaole asked the question he had been so concerned about.

"It's fine, thanks for asking."

Lin Yao replied with a smile, placing her hand under the table and unconsciously pulling her skirt down, her left ankle was too swollen and she could only wear slippers, which would be easy to spot.

"I'm really sorry about yesterday, I shouldn't have just thrown the gun over like that."

Fang Xiaole remembered the scene, his heart was still overwhelmed, he sized up Lin Yao, "You really weren't hurt, were you?"

"No really, if you don't believe me, I'll take two steps to show you."

Lin Yao stood up and turned her back to Fang Xiaole, seemingly heroically taking two big steps so that her left foot in slippers wouldn't be seen by him.

After taking two steps, Lin Yao sat down with her face as usual and smiled, "Look, it's fine, nothing at all."

"That's good." Fang Xiaole was finally relieved.

"That, I, I also have an appointment with someone else to talk about things here, sorry ah..."

Lin Yao suddenly said apologetically to Fang Xiaole.

"It's okay, I also happen to be a bit busy, so I'll leave first."

Fang Xiaole thought that Lin Yao really had an appointment, so he stood up and took his leave.

"Let's add a WeChat, I'll let you know when the recording time is set."

"Okay."

The two of them added WeChat, and Lin Yao paused.

"Well, how about adding a Penguin again? There was still the matter of recording the song in case Fang Xiaole left.

"Ssshhh... It hurts."

When Fang Xiaole walked out of the cafe, Lin Yao lay down on the table at once and moaned in pain.

"The medicine doesn't seem to be working ah, well, it's a good thing."

Outside the café, Fang Xiaole pulled out the two bottles of potions he had been carrying in his pants pocket and muttered to himself.