After Lin Yao finished speaking, there was no response from the other side.
She bit her lip and continued:
"Dad, I have a friend who's also a singer. He damaged his voice from overwork and it's become hoarse. He can't sing anymore. Do you know a doctor who can cure him?"
After an awkward silence, the person on the other end of the line finally spoke:
"How long has it been since you called back?"
Lin Yao held the phone tightly, looking very nervous:
"I'm sorry, Dad..."
"Okay, when are you going to leave the entertainment industry?"
Lin Yao's father interrupted her and asked abruptly.
"Dad, I just like singing, it's not what you think. Besides, I can make money through my own efforts now. I also want to buy you and mom with the money..."
Lin Yao took a deep breath and tried to explain, but was interrupted by her father again.
"I find the money fished out of the big dye vat dirty. I don't even dare to tell anyone that you are my daughter. Leave the entertainment industry before this Spring Festival and go home, otherwise don't come back."
Beep, beep, beep...
There was a busy tone on the other end of the phone. Lin Yao stood there and slowly put down the phone.
After a moment of silence, she walked back to the bedroom and put Fangfang's phone back on the bedside table.
Seeing that the blush on Fangfang's face had not faded yet and her face was still a little hot, he went to the bathroom to run some water, wrung out a towel, wiped Fangfang's face, and then returned to his bedroom.
Sitting on the bed, staring at the night sky outside the window in a daze.
A faint sigh was heard 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 could only wave his hand and ask for the bill.
"Let me do it."
Fang Xiaole stood up and took out his wallet.
"I said it's my treat."
Mo Yan also stood up.
"I'll come, I'll come. We'll be a family from now on anyway."
Fang Xiaole was very enthusiastic.
“…”
Mo Yan looked back at him, Fang Xiaole smiled and made a gesture of invitation.
"Come on, come on."
Mo Yan suddenly felt that this guy's expression was very similar to Lin Yao's when she was "disobedient". He suddenly felt a headache and didn't want to stay with this guy anymore.
After paying, Mo Yan slowly turned around and finally managed to force a work-like smile on his face:
"Deputy Director Fang, I'm leaving first."
Without waiting for Fang Xiaole to speak, he quickly turned around and walked towards the restaurant door.
"Sister Mo!"
The annoying guy shouted from behind.
"Deputy Director Fang, is there anything else?"
Mo Yan turned around and tried his best to maintain a polite and distant smile.
"Excuse me, has Lin Yao done anything else for me secretly but didn't tell me? For example, I recently rented a very cheap house..."
"Haha, Deputy Director Fang, although Lin Yao is stupid, she's not the type to rush to pay for your house and car. Don't be so self-righteous."
Mo Yan sneered, turned around and walked towards the restaurant door with elegant steps.
"Brother Fang, Brother Fang, are you okay?"
"Ouch!"
Before Mo Yan stepped out of the door, he bumped into a figure rushing in, and they both fell to the ground at the same time.
The part of Mo Yan that was pecked by the duck last night came into heavy contact with the threshold that protruded from the ground. He screamed in pain and his face turned pale.
"Sister Mo, are you okay?"
Fang Xiaole hurried forward to support Mo Yan, while looking at Zhang Zhiqin helplessly.
"Didn't I tell you to go back? Are you okay?"
Zhang Zhiqin also squatted down, bared her teeth, and waved her hands: "It's okay, it's okay."
As he stood up, he explained, "That Mo agent is so fierce. I was worried that you would be set up by her, so I came in to take a look. This kind of middle-aged woman can be very scary when she gets ruthless!"
Fang Xiaole quickly winked at him, and only then did this guy notice that the person he bumped into was the "scary middle-aged woman"?
"Um, hey, that's not what I meant."
Zhang Zhiqin smiled widely and reached out to help Mo Yan up.
"Manager 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 turned dark. He pushed Zhang Zhiqin and Fang Xiaole away and walked out of the restaurant quickly without saying a word.
However, he walked slower and slower, and his walking posture became more and more unsteady, as if some part of his body was not feeling well.
"Why is your walking posture so weird?"
Zhang Zhiqin said this in confusion, and then saw Mo Yan completely stop, pause for a moment, turned around and looked at the two of them, with an unnatural expression on his face.
"Could you please call a car for me?"
Fang Xiaole stepped forward and asked with concern: "Sister Mo, did you fall and get hurt just now? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Zhang Zhiqin was also startled and hurried over to support him. "Manager Mo, did you hurt your bones? I heard that bones become brittle as you get older, and they're easily broken if they're bumped."
Seeing that Mo Yan's face was getting uglier and uglier, Fang Xiaole kicked Zhang Zhiqin from below to tell him to shut up.
At this moment, Fang Xiaole's cell phone suddenly rang. He took it out and saw that it was Hong Sanshi.
"Brother, I've already arrived at Nanshuangbanna Airport, why don't you come pick me up?"
Hong Sanshi's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Brother Hong, why did you come here today? Didn't you arrange to be the guest on Thursday before you start recording the show?"
Fang Xiaole asked curiously.
According to the arrangement of the program team, Luo Hui will lead a large team here early tomorrow morning to clean up and repair the farmhouse, and purchase corresponding items. Three days later, several guests will rush over to start recording the first episode of the program.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
