My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

The night in Miaojia Village is often bustling with activity, with men and women making love.

Tonight is no exception, with young men and women hooking up from time to time in the streets where people come and go.

There were also local beauties in open dresses leaning on their stalls, pointing out various small goods and haggling with tourists.

But there was one man and woman who stood out from the crowd.

The man was young and strong, but had a head full of white hair.

The woman was half old, but plump and mature.

The young man was carrying the mature woman on his back, walking towards the villa area to the west of the Miao family village amidst the astonished gazes cast from time to time around him.

"Ahem."

Zhang Zhiqin felt a little heavy, not so much about Mo Yan's weight, but there always seemed to be something lumpy on his back that was pressing down on him, making him feel a little limp.

"Put me down if you can't carry it anymore, I'll call Fangfang and have her come out to pick me up."

Mo Yan thought that Zhang Zhiqin wouldn't be able to do that and snickered.

"Silvery pewter."

Zhang Zhiqin quickened his pace, "Who says I can't? Since it's my responsibility, I will definitely take responsibility to the end!"

Mo Yan suddenly cursed, "What are you talking nonsense!"

Zhang Zhiqin was scared again and shrunk her white head, muttering, "Why are you angry again? Older women are scary."

He thought to himself that he'd better send this witch home quickly and quickened his pace, soon arriving at the gate of the villa area.

The one standing guard today wasn't the big brother from last night, but after Mo Yan showed his gate card, the security guard let him go.

Mo Yan instructed Zhang Zhiqin to walk to the building they lived in, then called Fang Fang.

"Sister Smoke?"

But it was Lin Yao who answered the phone.

"Lin Yao, aren't you asleep? Where's Flora?"

Mo Yan asked strangely.

"I woke up, Fangfang was drunk and is sleeping very well now."

Lin Yao replied and whirled around to ask with concern, "Why aren't you back yet, Sister Smoke?"

"That..."

Mo Yan hesitated, but in the end he only had to answer.

"I'm at the door, Lin Yao, come out and pick me up, I'm a bit inconvenienced."

Lin Yao quickly came out and was shocked to see that Zhang Zhiqin was actually carrying Mo Yan on her back, and was busy going forward to ask.

"What's wrong with you, Smoke?"

"It's fine, I'm a little sick, I happened to run into Planner Zhang, who was kind enough to send me back."

Mo Yan laughed as Zhang Zhiqin beneath her strangely said, "We didn't just happen to..."

Before she could finish her words, she felt two stern gazes and closed her mouth.

Because there was Lin Yao living inside, Mo Yan was reluctant to let a man in to avoid unnecessary trouble, so she let Zhang Zhiqin put herself down at the door and Lin Yao helped her walk inside with small steps.

Zhang Zhiqin looked at her awkward posture and couldn't help but say.

"It's really better to go to the hospital, don't push yourself when you're old."

Mo Yan turned back and looked at him faintly, "Thanks for today, no send off."

"Oh."

Zhang Zhiqin was made to feel guilty by her look and quickly turned around to bolt.

"Hey."

There was a shout from the demoness behind her.

"Here!"

Zhang Zhiqin immediately turned around and stood straight.

"I'm only thirty-three this year, and I'm still far from old age."

Mo Yan said and slowly turned into the house.

Zhang Zhiqin looked at her back and was stunned for half a day before he murmured.

"So young? No wonder it's so elastic...eh no!"

Zhang Zhiqin suddenly reacted.

"Why was Lin Yao so cold to me just now, she was all so enthusiastic yesterday! Did I do something wrong?"

Lin Yao helped Mo Yan into the house, seeing that she seemed to be walking in quite a bit of pain, and couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"Smoke, where are you hurt?"

Mo Yan waved her hand and casually said, "Nothing, just a little cramp."

"Where's the cramp, why are you so tired from walking?" Lin Yao was anxious and took Fangfang's phone to dial the number.

"Let me ask him what's going on."

Mo Yan grabbed Lin Yao's hand, "Who are you asking?"

Lin Yao looked at her and didn't speak.

Mo Yan was silent for a moment and suddenly asked, "You already knew I was going to see Fang Xiaole? Is that why you pretended to be drunk so you wouldn't embarrass me?"

Lin Yao nodded and whispered, "You know I was with him last night, so I'm sure it wouldn't be without action."

Mo Yan sighed and mumbled, "I didn't expect to be right about him."

She recalled what Fang Xiaole had just said, "Maybe it wasn't that she was taking care of Lin Yao, but that Lin Yao had been taking care of her."

Somehow, Mo Yan's heart suddenly felt sore.

It's like an old mother who has protected her daughter growing up, and one day suddenly realizes that her daughter has grown up, understands things, and no longer needs her care.

That kind of happy and lost feeling.

Mo Yan slowly moved to the sofa and asked Lin Yao to bring over the medicine Fangfang bought last night, then took out a mobile phone from her bag and handed it to Lin Yao.

"Give it back to you."

This was Lin Yao's phone, which Mo Yan had previously taken away from her to prevent her from contacting Fang Xiaole.

"Sister Smoke..."

Lin Yao took the phone and the surprise on her face quickly turned into joy, hugging Mo Yan all at once.

"Thank you, Sister Smoke!"

Lin Yao had very few friends, her cell phone contacts were mostly work contacts, and Lin Yao's parents rarely called her, so even if she received her cell phone, it wouldn't have much of an impact on Lin Yao.

There was actually only one reason why she was so happy right now....

Alas, I'd never seen a cabbage that actively went to hump a pig!

Mo Yan sighed and couldn't help but squeeze this little cabbage's cheek a little harder, "What a thoughtlessness!"

"Ouch." Lin Yao ate the pain and covered her face, her big eyes looking innocently at Mo Yan.

"Hurry up and go to sleep, I don't want to see you!" Mo Yan shot her a look and drove the guy to bed.

When there was no one else in the living room, only then did Mo Yan took the bottle of magical ointment that could be applied to any part of the body and moved into the bathroom with a turn.

........

Smoke City, Lin Yao's hometown.

It was a beautiful city, with smoky flowers in March, small bridges and flowing water, and most of the people living here were also refined or refined .

Of course, there were exceptions.

For example, there was a man who was sitting in the study of a high-class flat, with a tightly furrowed brow and a dignified demeanor.

He was about fifty years old, and his facial features were similar to Lin Yao's, but his face was not as soft as Lin Yao's, instead it was as hard as an ancient sculpture.

Even though his daughter, who hadn't contacted him for a long time, had just called, it couldn't soften his demeanor by half, but instead grew more serious.

His name was Lin Duanzheng, and he was Lin Yao's father.

Lin Duanzheng's computer screen was an entertainment website, and the news on the interface was the "Lin Yao and a mysterious talent" scandal that had been so hotly speculated two days ago.

"Disgraceful, disgraceful!"

Lin Zhengduan slapped the table heavily, very angry.

After a moment, he sighed again. Picking up his phone, he dialed a number.

"Hey, Old Chen, I have a patient here from out of town, he is a singer, his voice is damaged due to excessive fatigue, the specific symptoms should be hoarseness and difficulty vocalizing, can this situation be treated?"