My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

The next day, Lin Yao could not be discharged from the hospital after all. After one more day of infusion, her fever subsided and the inflammation of her tonsils subsided, before the doctor agreed to discharge her from the hospital.

She was told that her feet could not move and the bruises on her back should be applied every day.

Under the supervision of Mo Yan, Fangfang pushed Lin Yao to her death in the wheelchair, as if she was caring for a paralyzed patient.

Lin Yao felt very embarrassed and was lucky to have worn sunglasses and a mask, otherwise it would have been too humiliating.

There was a small incident when she was discharged from the hospital. The nurses, who had been suppressing her for two days, approached her for autographs and photos, and were anxiously asking when her new album would be released.

Lin Yao was a little embarrassed and felt quite sorry for her fans, so as soon as she was discharged from the hospital, she asked to record the song.

Mo Yan contacted the owner of the recording studio and made an appointment to come over in the morning, and Lin Yao also sent a WeChat to Fang Xiaole.

It just so happened that Li Guan informed that the preparations for the Super Challenge Phase 3 recording would begin tonight, and one day was enough time to record the demo, so Fang Xiaole readily agreed.

At around 9:30 am, they met again in the recording studio.

"You're looking much better, is your voice better? How's the foot?"

Upon meeting Fang Xiaole was concerned about Lin Yao's face and inquired about her injuries.

"All healed ah, I blame the wheelchair you bought for being too comfortable, I don't want to get up when I sit down."

Lin Yao replied with a smile, and even leaned back mischievously, making a kudzu paralysis pose.

"Sister Yao, watch your back!"

Fangfang hurriedly held Lin Yao's shoulders with her hands to keep her back from hitting the back of the chair.

"What's wrong with your back?" Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao and then at Fangfang.

"It's nothing, let's start soon, both musician teachers are here."

Lin Yao looked self-effacing, obviously her acting skills had improved a lot from this period of "performance".

"Right, this is the promised wife cake."

Fang Xiaole handed the food box in his hand to Lin Yao.

"Wow, it's really a wife cake!" Lin Yao happily held the food box and looked up at Fang Xiaole with a dimple like a peach blossom and eyes like stars.

"Thank you, I'm very open..."

"Hey, Yao, don't you like eating these dry pastry cookies?"

Lin Yao hadn't finished speaking, Fang Fang looked at the box of wife cakes and suddenly asked strangely.

Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao in dismay, and the atmosphere went quiet for a moment.

"Where is it, I've been loving it lately ah." Lin Yao's ears reddened, and panickedly patted Fang Fang Fang, "Push me over, don't keep Miss Happy waiting."

"Oh." Fangfang grudgingly touched her arm that was a bit sore from the beating and pushed Lin Yao over.

Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao's back and pondered.

"Assistant Fang is here? What a trouble."

At that moment, Mo Yan walked in from outside with a bag containing several bottles of drinks in her hand, she politely thanked Fang Xiaole and handed him a bottle.

"Here, have some water, it's hard work."

"Thank you, Agent Mo is very kind."

Fang Xiaole also expressed his thanks and took the drink with both hands.

Somehow, with the appearance of Mo Yan, the atmosphere in the entire studio suddenly became very formal and working, and Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao no longer had any other communication except for talking about the songs.

Under the supervision of Mo Yan, the recording went smoothly and was finished before noon.

After declining Mo Yan's apparently polite invitation for lunch, Fang Xiaole stayed behind to help the two musicians and Fangfang pack up the equipment in the studio, while Mo Yan pushed Lin Yao into the nanny car first.

"Miss Liu, I would like to ask one thing, is that alright?"

After packing up the instruments and recording equipment and bidding farewell to the two musicians, Fang Xiaole and Fang Fang walked out of the recording studio together.

"What does Assistant Fang want to ask?" Fangfang looked at him sideways as she walked.

"During the recording that day, apart from breaking her foot, did Lin Yao have any other injuries?"

Fang Xiaole asked in a low voice.

Fang Fang stopped abruptly, looked complexly at Fang Xiaole, turned around and whispered.

"Sister Yao actually hurt her back pretty badly too, her back is full of bruises from when she hit the car door.... Sister Yao didn't let me tell you."

Fang Xiaole fell silent, her gaze going to the nanny car parked on the side of the road, but the door and windows were closed, so she couldn't see her inside.

"Thanks, I'll be off then, bye."

"Oh, take care of your assistant Fang."

Witnessing Fang Xiaole leave, Fang Fang also got into the nanny car.

"Something wrong?" Mo Yan downplayed her question to Fang Fang, she had just seen Fang Fang and Fang Xiaole talking.

"It's fine, Assistant Fang asked when she can hear the demo of the song."

Fangfang smiled at Mo Yan and looked at Lin Yao again, her face calm and her heartbeat racing.

"Lin Yao is tired, isn't she? Go back and rest."

Mo Yan looked at Lin Yao who was quietly looking out of the car window, didn't say anything more and ordered the driver to drive.

"Mm, good."

Lin Yao agreed softly, lovingly taking one more look at the figure that was standing in the same place, and sat back down, her mouth slightly pursed.

He seemed to be looking over here the whole time, was he looking at me?

Fang Xiaole was indeed looking at Lin Yao.

Although the dark, opaque window of the nanny car between them made it impossible for him to see Lin Yao, somehow he just knew that Lin Yao was also looking at him at the moment.

Seeing the nanny car slowly drive out of sight, Fang Xiaole withdrew his gaze, but still didn't move his feet.

Lin Yao's back turned out to be injured as well, and from what Fang Fang said, her back wasn't light.

It was also caused by hitting the car door after landing on the ground when she jumped up to catch the pistol, right?

Fang Xiaole lowered his head and slowly walked to the bus stop across the street.

He suddenly felt a bit stuffy in his chest and had trouble breathing, so he leaned on the railing of the bus stop sign and stayed out of sight.

"Young man, are you alright?"

A lady saw that he looked pale and seemed a little unsteady, and asked kindly.

"It's fine, thanks."

Fang Xiaole smiled in thanks.

"Young man don't think about it, isn't it just a broken heart? Work hard to earn money, today the girl looks down on you, tomorrow you make her look up!"

The lady obviously saw the scene where Fang Xiaole and three women just came out, and then people got on the bus and left him behind, so she quickly made up a series of drama about how to deceive a poor young man.

At this time, there were several buses entering the station, the kind-hearted aunt even got on a bus, and before getting on the bus, she encouraged towards Fang Xiaole, "Young man, come on."

Fang Xiaole cried and waved at the lady.

As a number of cars walked away from the bus stop, Fang Xiaole sat on a newly vacated bench.

After that came several groups of buses, including those that passed by the rental house, but Fang Xiaole still sat on the stool without moving.

After a long time, he finally pulled out his phone from his pants pocket and found Lin Yao's WeChat.