My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

"Brother, I, Hong Sanshi, am back again!"

At around 6pm, as several locations were almost set up, having finished work early today, Fang Xiaole had just walked out of the Apple Terrace when he received a call from Hong Sanshi.

"I came alone this time, that guy Lao Zhou was dumped by me, hahahaha!"

Hong Sanshi laughed unrestrainedly, and Old Zhou was his manager, the one who kept his face expressionless and supervised Hong Sanshi's no drinking.

"I was just about to take you out to dinner, Hong, why don't we just go to Changqiao Sannen and meet up?"

Fang Xiaole smiled.

"Good, you've spoken to my heart, I'm going to drool when I think of Old Liu's craft, I'm going over, you hurry up!"

Hong Sanshi is obviously suffocated, a hearing to eat three tender gluttony are almost out, hang up the phone before also did not forget to urge Fang Xiaole.

Half an hour, the two of them met in Changqiao Sannen, or the humble little private room where they first ate.

"Lao Liu, fire-bombed waist flower, fire-bombed pork liver, fire-bombed tripe strips, crispy fried peanuts, small fried ribs, baby ginger and duck shreds, and sorghum wine, to your hometown of your own brewed kind of ah, do not take the other to fool me!"

Hong Sanshi shouted at the boss as soon as he sat down.

"Crap, I've been open-minded about you for a long time oh!"

Old Liu didn't have the good fortune to say back to him, smiled at Fang Xiaole and greeted him, turning around and going out.

Once the boss went out, Hong Sanshi suddenly stared at Fang Xiaole and smiled with an ambiguous face.

"Brother Hong, what are you laughing at?" Fang Xiaole was so uncomfortable with his laugh that she couldn't help but shrink back.

"Say!" Hong Sanshi stood up with his hands on the table and glared condescendingly at Fang Xiaole, "What exactly is your relationship with Lin Yao?"

He had wanted to ask this last time he recorded the show, but he hadn't had the chance, the burning fire of gossip had been held for so long that he couldn't even sleep this time without asking for clarification.

"Lin Yao and I didn't.... Nothing."

Fang Xiaole's eyes darted around, not daring to meet Hong Sanshi's eyes.

"Bah! Don't bullshit me. Your brother and I used to live in a world of flowers. How can you hide your little tricks from me? Honestly!"

Hong Sanshi didn't believe it at all.

"We just came into contact with each other when we were recording the show and got a little familiar with each other, that's normal."

Fang Xiaole tried to muddle through, but he actually wasn't sure what his current relationship was with Lin Yao.

Friends?

It seems more than that.

That kind of relationship?

Neither had arrived, or rather, the layer of window paper - maybe more than one - was still standing there, and neither of them knew how to pierce it.

"Cut!" Hong Sanshi sneered at him.

At this time, the old Liu dish and wine up, when the old Liu out, Hong Sanshi filled himself with a cup of sorghum, the United States of America sucks a sip, the mouth, after a moment to savor the taste, only then continue the other side of the small music.

"I'll be honest with you, how about the fact that I intentionally helped create the opportunity for you two to be alone in the car the other day when we were recording? Should I be thanked?"

Fang Xiaole stared at him, "Did you do it on purpose that day?"

Hong Sanshi nodded proudly, keenly catching the flaw in Fang Xiaole's words.

"And you say you're okay with it. You're exposed, right? Say, what exactly happened in the car that day? Kobayashi has been like a different person since he came down!"

"This fiery cashew flower is really good, it's hempy and spicy, it's big and soft, it's so delicious."

Fang Xiaole ignored him, picking up a piece of the cashew flower and putting it in his mouth, an enchanted expression on his face.

"Fuck, you've gone bad after your kid got promoted to deputy head planner, and you've learned to play dumb!"

Hong Sanshi took him no way, the fire of gossip more and more burning, get itchy heart, only to pour a cup of wine, then poured a cup, the other side of the small music.

"Before congratulating you on your promotion, I told you that sooner or later, you kid won't be a thing in the pool."

Fang Xiaole knew that Hong Sanshi was well-informed, and wasn't surprised that he knew he had been promoted, lifting the cup with the drink in it and saying sincerely.

"Thank you, Hung, thanks to your help, I'm remembering it all."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Hong Sanshi stared at him, knowing that Fang Xiaole couldn't drink with his voice problem, so he drank it all himself.

Fang Xiaole also drank a drink with him, and after a pause, he said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Brother Hong, there's actually something I want to ask you."

Hong Sanshi looked at him askance, "No wonder you want to invite me to dinner today, I dare you kid to have a purpose."

"No, I was going to take you out to dinner, that thing was just incidental, by the way, hehe." Fang Xiaole said laughingly.

"Say it, kid is getting slippery." Hong Sanshi took his finger and tapped him a few times in a virtual manner, not well.

"That..." Fang Xiaole deliberated and whispered.

"Lin Yao suffered some injuries during the last recording and hasn't fully recovered, so this recording..."

"Fuck!" Hong Sanshi slapped the table and pointed at Fang Xiaole, "And you guys are nothing more, you're not going to beat yourselves up, are you?"

Fang Xiaole had no choice but to cover his face, in fact, he had invited Hong Sanshi to dinner today, apart from showing his gratitude for helping people before, he mainly wanted to ask Hong Sanshi to take care of Lin Yao in the show.

He knew Lin Yao's personality a bit better now, soft on the outside and a bit desperate when she was fully committed to her work.

She's the biggest bombshell again in Super Challenge now, and a lot of people are pointing at her, so what if Lin Yao hurts herself again by trying her hardest to perform for other people's expectations?

Even though the planning of the third episode had been modified by him to focus more on solving puzzles and burning the brain, some of the level challenges still had to avoid the strenuous movements of running and jumping.

It would have been nice if Hong Sanshi had reminded Lin Yao from time to time, or cleverly avoided her from participating in the injury-prone parts of the show.

However, in the face of Hong Sanshi's "aggressive" questioning, Fang Xiaole knew that she could no longer make it up, so she had to confess.

"Actually, Lin Yao and I met before we recorded the show, so I'm sort of a little familiar with it."

Hong Sanshi laughed heedlessly, and asked in a brisk manner, "How familiar, to what level?"

Fang Xiaole looked at this dirty-minded guy speechlessly: "Just ran into him by chance, had a beer together and looked at the stars for a while."

"Oooh!" Hong Sanshi glared and vigorously patted Fang Xiaole on the shoulder.

"Yes, brother! So romantic, no wonder Kobayashi is looking at you like that, the little girl's heart is hooked to death by you ah, goddess turned nymphomaniac, interesting, interesting ah!"

Fang Xiaole was helpless: "Brother Hong, what kind of description are you using?"

Hong Sanshi pursued, "So you two are in love then?"

Fang Xiaole shook his head, so he briefly talked about how he and Lin Yao had met up until now.

Although Hong Sanshi looked like an old brat, he was quite smooth and knew what to say and what not to say, so he wasn't worried that Hong Sanshi would tell others.

It was just that after listening to Fang Xiaole's narrative, Hong Sanshi stopped talking.

He silently lifted his wine glass, drank it in one gulp, put it down, and with a rare seriousness on his face, he slowly said.

"Dude, it's not right for you to say something that's not true."