My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

"What am I doing wrong?"

Fang Xiaole looked at Hong Sanshi, "Brother Hong, you mean that I shouldn't get too close to Lin Yao?"

Hong Sanshi shook his head, he drank another glass of wine, before Fang Xiaole said.

"Did you just say that Lin Yao's company bought you a song for $400,000?"

Fang Xiaole nodded, seeing something wrong in Hong Sanshi's expression, and asked, "Brother Hong, what's the problem?"

"You probably don't know much about the entertainment industry, but a new song on the market usually costs between tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of dollars."

Hong Sanshi was a songwriter himself, so he knew this like the back of his hand.

"If it's a newcomer's work, it's almost 20,000 or 30,000, and even as low as a few thousand is possible, and if the quality is still good, then it might go up to 70,000 or 80,000 or 100,000, depending on the conscience of the company buying the song.

If it's a well-known composer's work, it starts from almost 200,000, and the quality is very high, then it's 400,000 or so, of course there are higher, but this is rarely the case."

Hearing Hong Sanshi's introduction, Fang Xiaole suddenly stared at him, "Brother Hong, are you saying.... Lin Yao's company bought my song with a high price that exceeded the market rules?"

Hong Sanshi looked at him without speaking, and Fang Xiaole suddenly realized, "No! No entertainment company would be so kind, it's Lin Yao, she's the one who paid for the song!"

Hong Sanshi nodded, "I reckon there are two scenarios, one is that Tianhai Company contributed a small portion and Lin Yao contributed the lion's share, or.... That four hundred thousand all came out of Lin Yao."

Fang Xiaole fell silent.

Hong Sanshi persuaded, "You don't have to feel awkward, if the quality of your song is really good, the earnings for Lin Yao could be much more than the 400,000."

Fang Xiaole looked up and smiled, "Brother Hong, I'm not the kind of person who has an overly high self-esteem, I just think..."

He sighed, "So Lin Yao has quietly helped me so much and I didn't even notice it."

"Also, have you ever wondered why Lin Yao was injured while recording but was strong enough to hide it from everyone?"

Hong Sanshi seemed to want to teach this "slow" little brother a lesson, then said.

"Because you are the actual mastermind of the show, and her injury is also considered to be indirectly caused by you, if this matter spreads out, her fans won't let you off the hook, and Apple Channel, facing public pressure, will also likely choose to sacrifice you to quell the public's anger."

Fang Xiaole slowly nodded his head, he had just entered the Apple Channel after all, he didn't understand a lot of the twists and turns so well, after Hong Sanshi reminded him so much, he immediately understood.

"That's why she doesn't want people to know that she's injured..."

Fang Xiaole's heart was filled with mixed emotions at the moment, guilt, emotion, and frustration at being so slow to understand.

Hong Sanshi raised his head and patted Fang Xiaole's shoulder, "You don't have to blame yourself, you sent two songs to Song Lin Yao and helped her gather the songs she needed for the new album, from a profit perspective, this is completely enough to pay back what she has done for you."

"Of course." Hong Sanshi smiled, "If she was purely interested in you, then she wouldn't have done so much for you."

Fang Xiaole looked at Hong Sanshi, "Brother Hong, are you comforting people? Why do I feel even worse?"

"Hahaha, sorry ha!" Hong Sanshi smiled heedlessly and apologized insincerely, taking the opportunity to drink another glass.

"It's so good to be young, you can be reckless and reckless once you're looking, wow, I want to be young again!"

Fang Xiaole picked up his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of tripe, but his mind was a bit confused, feeling as if the crisp and delicious fiery tripe sticks didn't even smell that good anymore.

Hong Sanshi laughed for a while, and only then did he get back to being serious: "Seriously, brother I've always been a good judge of people, I think Lin Yao is a good girl, simple character, traditional thinking, and crucially so beautiful, suitable to be a wife, I say what do you think exactly?"

"Wife?"

Fang Xiaole was stunned for half a day and smiled bitterly.

"How dare I think about marrying a wife when I'm so poor I can't even afford to buy a house in the big city?"

"Che, do you seem to be spilling?" Hong Sanshi was speechless at this silly boy .

"Lin Yao has only been out for a year and she's so hot, she'll only get more and more popular and richer, wouldn't you be rich and famous if you marry her, and you're afraid you won't be able to afford a house?"

Fang Xiaole shook his head, "If a relationship is all about one party giving unilaterally, then the relationship won't last long, Lin Yao may indeed be very fond of me right now, but if I'm only with her for the money and rely on her for financial support all by myself, then after a long time, I'll eventually be disliked."

He sipped his drink and continued, "It's not about what's called a man's 'ego', it's about taking responsibility for yourself and for both of your lives."

Bam!

"Hahaha, not bad!"

Hong Sanshi laughed and applauded, "I told you that I'm never a bad judge of character, although you kid is slow, but for people to do things is to stand upright, not bad!"

Fang Xiaole glared at Hong Sanshi, "Brother Hong, were you just testing me?"

"Of course!" Hong Sanshi smilingly lifted his wine glass: "I'm on Xiao Lin's side now, I want to be the mother's family, so naturally I'll help her keep an eye on you."

Fang Xiaole: "........"

"No kidding, seriously, Xiaole, do you know why I just said that you're not right now?"

Hong Sanshi drank the last glass, put the remaining half of the bottle aside and saved it for his next visit, then said squarely to Xiaole.

"After all a girl has done for you, it's obvious what she thinks of you even if she doesn't say it explicitly, the question now is, what do you really think of yourself?"

Is she going to keep giving it to her?

Or do you offer to respond to her, and the two of them are together right away?"

Fang Xiaole was silent for a moment, shaking his head and whispering, "I haven't thought about it yet."

"Don't want to think about it, or don't dare to think about it?" Hong Sanshi hugged his arms and leaned against the back of the chair, seeing that Fang Xiaole was unable to speak, he smiled.

"No one else can help you with this kind of thing, but I can give you some reminders: if you're with Lin Yao, be prepared.

Lin Yao is very popular now, and her company definitely doesn't want her to be in a relationship, and even if she insists, your affair can only be hidden underground, even when it comes to marriage, and the two of you can only meet secretly because you're separated by work for years.

Or if Lin Yao is willing to sacrifice her popularity for you and make your romance public, that could turn out even worse, you'll be torn to shreds by her fans, you'll also suffer huge controversy and pressure, your every move will be put in the spotlight, your every word and action will no longer be your own, and you'll even be used as a weapon for your opponents to attack Lin Yao."

"All of this, you've actually thought about, right?" Hong Sanshi asked word for word, "So, you don't dare to pierce that layer of window paper."

Fang Xiaole looked at the wine bottle Hong Sanshi had put aside, and he suddenly had the urge to drink.

"Of course, these are all my guesses." Hong Sanshi smiled hehehe, "Maybe people are just good-hearted, but actually she doesn't mean that to you at all, it's just that you're making a fool of yourself, hahahaha!"

"........"

Fang Xiaole: "Fuck!"