My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

It turned out that Lin Yao was really afraid of needles.

Even though the nurse's action of sticking the thin needle into her skin was swift and gentle enough, Lin Yao was still nervous.

Her cheeks were bulging, her whole body was tense, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"Relax, relax, don't be nervous."

Lin Yao's performance made the nurse a little nervous, she almost didn't find a blood vessel, and after having a hard time sticking the needle and adjusting the speed of the infusion tube, the nurse lady finally relaxed and smiled at Lin Yao.

"It's okay, you get some rest... Come on!"

The nurse pushed the cart out of the room, closed the door gently, and trotted back to the nurses' station in three steps, a few other nurses eagerly asking.

"How about it? Is it really Lin Yao?"

The nurse lady was flushed with excitement, "It's her! It's just Lin Yao, wow, she's really pretty, her skin is so white and her body is nice, she's even prettier in person than in pictures!"

"Yah, it's really that Lin Yao?!"

"I can't get enough of her! Why don't you want an autograph?"

"Oops I was so nervous I forgot to ask for an autograph! I'll tell you guys, Lin Yao used to be afraid of needles... She looks so cute when she's afraid..."

Unlike the excitement and small bustle at the nurse's station, the atmosphere in Lin Yao's hospital room was quiet and somewhat depressing at the moment.

"Little Zhang, drive the car downstairs and send Assistant Fang back."

Mo Yan dialed the driver's phone, disguised as an eviction order for Fang Xiaole.

"No need to bother the driver master, I can just go back by myself, it's not too far."

Fang Xiaole waved his hand and said to Lin Yao, "Then you rest well, I'm leaving."

Lin Yao looked at him, wanting to say something, and glanced at Mo Yan, and finally said, "Okay, you.... Be careful on the way."

"Well, Agent Mo, goodbye."

"Take care, Assistant Fang, it's really troublesome for you today."

Mo Yan politely said goodbye to Fang Xiaole, and when he walked out of the hospital room, the smile on his face faded away, turning around and walking over to Lin Yao's hospital bed.

"Lin Yao, are you hiding a lot of things from me?"

"No, Smoke, when have I ever kept something from you?"

Lin Yao avoided Mo Yan's gaze and managed to smile.

Mo Yan stared at Lin Yao and suddenly went forward and pulled her back collar down a little, the bruised skin was suddenly exposed.

"Yah, Sister Smoke you..."

Lin Yao was caught off guard and tried to avoid Mo Yan's hand but it was too late.

Mo Yan stuck close to Lin Yao's back and looked down from the pulled collar and saw the shockingly large bruises, her hands shook and she finally sighed.

"I knew it..."

Lin Yao lowered her head: "I'm sorry, Sister Smoke."

"How did you get hurt?" Mo Yan asked in a deep voice.

Lin Yao didn't speak.

"Something to do with Assistant Fang, right?" Mo Yan suddenly said, "If you don't tell me, I'll go ask Fangfang."

Lin Yao had no choice but to roughly tell the story of how she was injured.

"So it was Assistant Fang who indirectly caused your injury?"

Mo Yan frowned, recalling Fang Xiaole's earlier performance, and asked, "But he didn't look like he knew you had an injury on your back as well, and you didn't tell him?"

"It's not a big deal, so why bother others." Lin Yao whispered.

"He caused you to get hurt, and you telling him about your injury is bothering him?" Mo Yan looked at Lin Yao, her frown deepening.

"Didn't people run forward and backward to take care of me even though they knew I had a broken foot? He even bought me pork bone soup tonight, and..."

Lin Yao looked up to plead her case, but found that the more she said the worse Smoke's expression became, so her voice grew weaker and weaker, and finally closed her mouth.

Mo Yan sat on the edge of the bed and took out a pack of ladies cigarettes from her bag, taking one out, then remembering that this was a hospital room, she had to put the cigarette down.

After a moment of silence, she turned to look at Lin Yao, her voice somewhat muffled.

"Yoyo, you've only been on the scene for a year and you have a popularity that many artists struggle for over a decade to reach, do you know why that is?"

Lin Yao gauged Mo Yan's appearance and replied timidly, "I'm just lucky."

"No, it's because of your looks, your talent, and..."

Mo Yan paused and continued, "Your persona."

"But I've never pretended to be anything more than a person in front of other people!" Lin Yao couldn't help but retort .

"I know, a lot of artists are faking it, but you're not, that's why you have so many fans, but whether the persona is real or not, as long as it's established, it can't be broken, you probably don't know that..."

Mo Yan took out a bunch of information from her bag and handed it to Lin Yao.

"An agent's job is not only to arrange resources for the artist, but also to do a lot of analysis as a basis for setting the direction of the artist, and the gender makeup of your fan base is 61% male, do you know what that means?"

Lin Yao received the information, only to be dazzled by the various data charts on it, one of which was a survey about the gender, age, status, and income of her fans.

Lin Yao looked at Mo Yan in confusion, she really didn't know that Yan had originally done so much for her.

Seeing Lin Yao's expression, Mo Yan laughed and raised her hand to caress her cheek, "This means that if you fall in love, then your number of fans will most likely be reduced by more than half and your popularity will plummet."

"But, I never wanted to use this to get people to like me ah, I just want them to like my singing."

Lin Yao bit her lip, actually what Mo Yan said she had also more or less thought about it, but it was still a bit of a shock when she really broke it down.

It turned out that those so-called "high popularity" of hers really wasn't because of her songs.

"Silly girl, which female artist doesn't rely on her looks? It's not your fault, but your advantage."

Mo Yan knew Lin Yao too well and knew what she was thinking, so she comforted her and continued squarely.

"If you want to continue to get more people to like you and thus like your songs, then it's best not to fall in love for a while."

Lin Yao raised her head: "Temporarily?"

"Right, for the time being, it means that when you can attract countless fans without relying on your appearance and only use your works, the day you become a true singing diva, you'll be free to choose your own life."

Mo Yan gently covered Lin Yao with the blanket and said softly, "Alright, you're also tired, rest early, I'll greet the studio owner, I'll wait until you're well enough to record the song, I'll accompany you tonight."

Mo Yan turned off the light, pulled out the folding bed next to the hospital bed and laid down on it.

"Smoke..."

"Huh?"

I don't really care about fame or anything, I just want to obey my heart, my heart is saying that I want to see him every single day....

Lin Yao sideways, towards Mo Yan, in the dark light, she saw that the always competent Smoke's face was full of dust and dust, but also with rare fatigue, the words in her heart came to her mouth, but she could not say it.

It turned out that after being an entertainer, her own affairs were no longer her business alone, and every decision she made would affect those around her.

"It's nothing, Smoke, you've worked hard, good night."

"Idiot, what did I work hard for, well, goodnight."