My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

He's written two more songs?

Not only Mo Yan, Lin Yao who was listening to the two of them on the phone also looked at Fang Xiaole in surprise.

When did he write this, did he just write it recently?

Wow, I knew he was talented!

I'm dying to hear his new song!

Lin Yao had stars in her eyes and instantly turned into an obsessed fan.

Fang Xiaole didn't notice Lin Yao's expression as he apologized in his heart to the original author of the two songs while saying to Mo Yan on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, Sister Mo, I've been pretty inspired lately, and I just wrote two songs."

Mo Yan vaguely detected the meaning in Fang Xiaole's words, and her tone became a little more polite.

"Mr. Fang, then what you mean is..."

Fang Xiaole calmly said, "I want to give these two songs to Lin Yao."

"Ah! Sister Yao, did you hear that, Assistant Fang, oh no Fang Planning is going to sell you two songs so that you don't get the songs for your new album together?"

Fang Fang a little excited, pulling Lin Yao's arm and shaking it straight, seeing Yao being held new album this point can be black, she was actually very anxious.

Mo Yan was much calmer, but Fang Xiaole's name changed again: "Teacher Fang, you let Lin Yao come to your place, just to let her listen to the song first?"

In Mo Yan's opinion, that "Rooftop" was good, but there was no guarantee that the two new songs were of the same high quality, and it also depended on Fang Xiaole's offer.

Mo Yan, however, remembered clearly that Lin Yao had spent a whole 400,000 dollars on the high price of "Rooftops".

"Right, Mo, if Lin Yao hears it and likes it, then these two songs are hers." Fang Xiaole replied.

"Then thank you Teacher Fang first, I won't bother you guys to talk about music, I'll treat Teacher Fang to dinner next time I come to the capital."

Mo Yan shouted one teacher Fang at a time, shouting extremely smoothly, as if those previous detachments and wariness had never happened.

"Okay, Sister Mo, do you want to talk to Lin Yao? Okay, Mo is looking for you."

Fang Xiaole handed the phone to Lin Yao.

"Sister Smoke." Lin Yao took the phone and immediately heard Mo Yan's whispered advice in her ear.

"Yaoyao, I am assured of your musical taste, if you really like it after listening to it, remember not to make an offer yet, we'll discuss it in the evening, anyway, Fang Xiaole has promised to sell these two songs to you first."

Mo Yan, out of managerial inertia, interpreted Fang Xiaole's line, "If Lin Yao likes it, these two songs are hers." It was interpreted as Fang Xiaole's willingness to give priority to selling the songs to Lin Yao.

"But..." Lin Yao was just about to speak, Mo Yan over there had already said, "Okay, that's it, Chen is looking for me to talk about something, remember, don't be in a hurry to make an offer."

Mo Yan hung up the phone after saying that, as she walked towards the office of the CEO of Tian Hai Company, she recalled all of Fang Xiaole's performance during the call just now.

"This young man, he feels quite calm and has some talent, and is quite a match for Yao Yao.... Unfortunately, female artists are never allowed to fall in love."

"Let's take a look at the song sheet first."

In the rental house, Fang Xiaole took out two song sheets and handed them to Lin Yao.

"Meet?"

Lin Yao picked it up, and when she saw the name of the first song, she couldn't help but look up at Fang Xiaole and lower her head, her cheeks turning slightly red.

Encounter....

Is this about my encounter with him?

"The accompaniment to this song is mostly guitar and piano, so I'm going to play it on the guitar first and you can hear it."

"Hmm."

Fang Xiaole sat on a chair, holding his guitar.

Lin Yao was watching him with both hands on her chin, her eyes focused and obsessed.

Wow, he seemed to be glowing when he played the guitar hey!

As Fang Xiaole's fingers plucked, a soft and melodious melody came out, and after the soothing prelude, he sang softly.

I hear you, winter's gone.

I woke up one month ago...

I think, I wait, I look forward~~

Lin Yao's eyes gradually glazed over as soon as the third line of the lyrics left her mouth.

I think, I wait, I expect.... Isn't that talking about me?

To the left, to the right, to the front!

Love takes a few turns...

What kind of dialogue would I have with anyone I met?

The man I'm waiting for is in the far future...

Then, the more Lin Yao listened to the song, the more she felt that it was written just for her, and every lyric seemed to poke into her heart.

He knew it all, he knew it all?

But he couldn't say it. Is that why he wrote this song for me?

It was the most beautiful accident that I met you.

Someday my mystery will be solved!

........

The song ended with a lingering aftertaste.

Pop, pop, pop!

"Wow, Fang Planning your song is so good!"

Fangfang was the first to applaud, then said not without regret, "It's a pity your voice is a bit stretched out, if we Yao sang it would be absolutely heavenly!"

Fang Xiaole put down his guitar and helplessly said to Fang Fang, "Are you praising me or undermining me?"

"I didn't mean it like that, but it's just that the song suits you anyway, right, Yao?"

Fangfang turned her head and was shocked, "Why are you crying, sister Yao?"

"Nothing..."

Lin Yao turned her head sideways and raised her hand to wipe the tears that kept slipping from her eyes, a little embarrassed.

When she heard the line "It's the most beautiful accident that I met you", she was completely sure that Fang Xiaole had written this song for herself, and her heart was filled with a very strange feeling.

Her heart thudded wildly, somehow having a bitter sweetness, and her tear ducts went out of control all of a sudden.

"What's wrong, is it the foot pain? Or does your back hurt?"

Fang Xiaole saw that Lin Yao's tears couldn't stop flowing down, pear-like, and his heart was inexplicably aching, so he even brought the drawpaper on the table in front of her and squatted down with concern, asking.

"No, I'm just.... It's so touching, thank you."

Lin Yao took the box of tissues and smoked several tissues before wiping the tears from her face, it was a good thing that she was going out plain today, otherwise her makeup would have been spent.

"That's good, you're welcome."

Fang Xiaole was relieved, thinking that Lin Yao was thanking him for promptly handing over the tissues, so he casually said that he was welcome.

Little did he know that Lin Yao was thanking him for writing the song for her, and for writing the song for her.

"This song, do you like it?"

Fang Xiaole asked, seeing a small tear still hanging stubbornly on Lin Yao's chin, he casually pulled a tissue and helped her wipe it away.

Lin Yao was startled, then lowered her head, two shy red clouds appearing on her face.

Next to her, Fangfang was dumbfounded, what just happened?

Why did Yao allow a man to wipe her tears?

And the two of them look so natural!

Doesn't this kind of work usually belong to me?

"Mm, I like it."

Lin Yao bowed her head and replied softly.

Fangfang was afraid that Yao's brain would just shout another 400,000, then she would have to be scolded by Smoke?

So she preempted Fang Xiaole, "Fang Planning, you're such a good friend with us Yao, you have to give us a discount!"

"It's impossible to get a discount." Fang Xiaole shook his head.

"What?!" Fang Fang stared at her, "Plan Fang you can't be unfeeling ah, our Yao sister for you..."

"No need for a discount." Fang Xiaole smiled at Lin Yao.

"Because this song is for you."