Mo Yan sighed and couldn't help but pinch the little white cabbage's face a little harder, "You are so troublesome!"
"Ouch." Lin Yao felt pain, covering her face, and looked at Mo Yan innocently with her big eyes.
"Go to bed quickly, I don't want to see you!" Mo Yan patted her and sent her to bed.
After there was no one else in the living room, Mo Yan took the bottle of magical ointment that could be applied to any part of the body and limped into the bathroom.
......
Yancheng, Lin Yao's hometown.
This is a beautiful city, with fireworks in March, small bridges and flowing water. Most of the people living here are elegant or refined.
Of course, there are exceptions.
For example, there is a man sitting in the study of a high-end large flat at this moment, with a frown and a dignified expression.
He was probably in his fifties, and his facial features were quite similar to Lin Yao's, but his facial lines were not as soft as Lin Yao's. Instead, they were hard like an old-fashioned sculpture.
Even though his daughter, whom he hadn't contacted for a long time, had just called, his expression didn't relax at all. Instead, it became even more serious.
His name is Lin Duanzheng, and he is Lin Yao's father.
At this time, on the computer screen in front of Lin Duanzheng was an entertainment website, and the news on the interface was the scandal of "Lin Yao and a mysterious talent" that had been hotly discussed two days ago.
"Shame on you, shame on you!"
Lin Zhengduan slammed the table heavily, very angry.
After a moment, he sighed again, picked up his phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, Old Chen, I have a patient from out of town. He's a singer. His voice has been damaged due to overwork. The specific symptoms are hoarseness and difficulty speaking. Can this condition be treated?"
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