Chapter 132

Lin Yao finished, but there was no response.

She bit her lip and continued:

"Dad, I have a friend who is also a singer. He broke his voice because of fatigue and became very hoarse. He can't sing any more. Do you know a doctor who can cure him?"

After an embarrassing silence, the other end of the phone finally spoke:

"How long haven't you called back?"

Lin Yao held her cell phone tightly and looked very nervous:

"Sorry, Dad..."

"OK, when will you leave the entertainment industry?"

Lin Yao's father interrupted her and asked abruptly.

"Dad, I just like singing, not what you think, and now I can make money by my own efforts. I also want to buy it for you and mom..."

Lin Yao took a deep breath and tried to explain, but she was interrupted again by her father.

"I don't think the money from the big dye vat is dirty. Now I dare not tell people that you are my daughter. Leave the entertainment circle and go home before the Spring Festival this year, otherwise I won't come back again."

Doodle doodle

There was a busy tone at the other end of the phone. Lin Yao stood in place and slowly put down her mobile phone.

After a moment of silence, she gently walked back to the bedroom and put Fangfang's mobile phone back on the bedside table.

Seeing that the drunken blush on Fangfang's face had not faded and her face was still a little hot, she went to the bathroom to drain water, twisted the towel, wiped Fangfang's face, and then returned to her bedroom.

Sitting in bed, staring at the night sky outside the window in a daze.

There was a slight sigh in the dark room.

……

"Waiter, check out."

In that Chinese restaurant, Mo Yan found that he could no longer talk to Fang Xiaole, so he had to wave and shout to pay the bill.

"I'll do it."

Fang Xiaole got up and took out his wallet.

"Yes, I did."

Mo Yan also stood up.

"I'll come. I'll be a family anyway."

Fang Xiaole is very enthusiastic.

“……”

Mo Yan looked back at him. Fang Xiaole smiled and made an invitation.

"You come, you come."

Mo Yan suddenly felt that the guy's expression was very similar to that of Lin Yao when he was "disobedient". Suddenly, he had a headache and didn't want to stay with the goods anymore.

After paying the money, Mo Yan turned slowly and finally succeeded in squeezing out a working smile on his face:

"Deputy director Fang, I'll go first."

Without waiting for Fang Xiaole to speak, he quickly turned and walked to the door of the restaurant.

"Sister Mo!"

The annoying guy shouted in the back.

"Deputy director Fang, anything else?"

Mo Yan looked back and tried to maintain a polite and alienated smile.

"Excuse me, has Lin Yao done anything for me without telling me? For example, I just rented a very cheap house recently... "

"Hehe, deputy director Fang, although Lin Yao is stupid, he won't catch up with the car that pastes your house upside down. Don't be too self righteous."

Mo Yan sneered, turned around and walked towards the door of the restaurant with elegant steps.

"Brother Fang, brother Fang, are you okay?"

"Ouch!"

Before Mo Yan stepped out, he collided with a figure who rushed in, and they sat down on the ground at the same time.

Mo Yan's painful part pecked by the duck last night was in fierce contact with the threshold protruding from the ground. He immediately screamed with pain, and his face turned white.

"Sister Mo, are you okay?"

Fang Xiaole hurried forward to help Mo Yan and looked at Zhang Zhiqin helplessly.

"Didn't you go back? Are you okay? "

Zhang Zhiqin also sat down and squatted, bared his teeth and waved his hand: "it's okay."

While standing up, he explained: "the agent Mo is so fierce. I'm worried that you will be set by her, so come in and have a look. This middle-aged woman is cruel and terrible!"

Fang Xiaole quickly winked at him. This guy noticed that the person he hit was not the "terrible middle-aged woman"?

"Well, hey, I didn't mean that."

Zhang Zhiqin smiled and reached out to help Mo Yan up.

"Agent Mo, I'm not talking about you. You're only thirty-eight at most. You're still a few years away from middle age."

Mo Yan's face was black. He threw away Zhang Zhiqin and Fang Xiaole. Without talking, he quickly walked out of the restaurant.

However, he walked more and more slowly, and the walking posture of his feet became limping. It seemed that a certain part was not very convenient.

"Why is the walking posture so strange?"

Zhang Zhiqin said something suspiciously, then saw Mo Yan stop completely, paused for a moment, looked back at them, and the expression on his face was a little unnatural.

"Please call a car for me."

Fang Xiaole came forward and asked with concern, "sister Mo, did you just fall and hurt yourself? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Zhang Zhiqin was also startled and hurried over to hold him: "Mo agent, did you hurt a bone? I heard that when you get old, your bones are brittle. It's easy to break when you touch them. "

Seeing Mo Yan's face getting more and more ugly, Fang Xiaole kicked Zhang Zhiqin below to shut the goods up.

At this time, Fang Xiaole's mobile phone suddenly rang. When he took it out, it was Hong Sanshi.

"Brother, I've been to nanshuangbanna airport. Don't you pick me up?"

Hong Sanshi's happy voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Brother Hong, why did you come here today? Didn't you make an appointment for guests on Thursday to start recording the program?"

Fang Xiaole asked strangely.

According to the arrangement of the program group, Luo Hui will lead a large army to come early tomorrow morning to take care of and repair the farm house, and add corresponding items. Three days later, several guests will come and start recording the first program.

Unexpectedly, Hong Sanshi came here early tonight.

"I heard that the girls in nanshuangbanna are beautiful and open, so I told my wife to record the program in advance, so that I can come here early to play, ha ha!"

Fang Xiaole said helplessly, "brother Hong, you wait for me at the airport. I'll pick you up right away."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Xiaole saw that Zhang Zhiqin was still holding Mo Yan. Both of them stared at themselves. He apologized to Mo Yan:

"Sister Mo, I'm sorry. Brother Hong came to record the program. I'm going to pick him up. That..."

Then he said to Zhang Zhiqin, "please take sister Mo back."

Zhang Zhiqin patted his chest: "no problem, I will send Mo home safely."

Mo Yan glared at him and opened his mouth to refuse, but he found it inconvenient to walk, so he had to swallow his words back.

"Sister Mo, I'll go first and invite you to dinner next time."

Fang Xiaole said goodbye to Mo Yan and Zhang Zhiqin and hurried to the intersection of Miao village.

There are no three wheels and taxis here. You have to walk about a kilometer to take a taxi.

Zhang Zhiqin and Mo Yan stood in place and watched Fang Xiaole's back disappear in sight. They looked at each other and stood in place silently.

"Agent Mo, it's not easy to take a taxi here, and it's only seven or eight hundred meters from where you live. Shall I help you back?"

Zhang Zhiqin scratched her head and felt a little empty about this "middle-aged woman".

"I can walk and I need your help?"

Mo Yan gave him a cold look, and Zhang Zhiqin immediately shrunk his head.

"What about that?"

Mo Yan pointed to the ground: "squat down!"

Zhang Zhiqin: "ah?"

"Ah, what?" Mo Yan said impatiently, "come on, carry me back!"