"Sister Yao, I've already picked up my uncle and aunt. They haven't eaten yet. I'll take them to eat something first, and then we'll go in when it's almost time."
Half an hour later, in a restaurant, Fangfang was standing at the bathroom door making a phone call.
"Fangfang, I'm really sorry to bother you."
"You're still telling me this, but, Sister Yao..."
Fangfang turned around and glanced at the table where Lin Duanzheng and Haiyao were sitting. The two of them were sitting face to face, but they were eating alone the whole time and hardly talked to each other. The atmosphere looked very awkward.
"There seems to be something wrong between uncle and aunt. They haven't even spoken to each other. Isn't this too unfamiliar?"
Fangfang hesitated for a moment, but still asked.
"Alas, my parents have always been like this..."
Lin Yao sighed. Her parents were like this back then. Whenever they got together, they would either quarrel or remain silent. She didn't know if it was because their horoscopes were incompatible.
"Hey, Sister Yao, don't think too much about it. At least uncle and aunt didn't fight as soon as they met, right?"
Fangfang quickly comforted him and continued, "We'll be walking on the red carpet soon. Don't worry, I will take good care of your uncle and aunt. You have to cheer up!"
"Okay, thank you, Fangfang."
At this time, in the Kunzhou International Hotel, Lin Yao was sitting in front of the mirror in her room, and several makeup artists were working on her face.
Normally Lin Yao doesn't wear much makeup, but today's occasion is different and she has to face various cameras. In order to look her best, Mo Yan specially hired several makeup artists.
Originally, Tianhai Company assigned a team of makeup artists to Lin Yao, but now that Lin Yao has broken up with Tianhai, she naturally has to find one for herself.
Fortunately, there were no blemishes on Lin Yao's face, so she didn't need heavy makeup. Several makeup artists quickly took care of her face.
Next is the hairstyle, which is actually the most difficult part. It must suit Lin Yao's temperament and also match her outfit.
Before putting on makeup, Lin Yao had already changed into the clothes she would wear to attend the award ceremony tonight.
This is a royal blue pleated long skirt. The collar is much higher than that of an evening gown, revealing only a small part of the delicate collarbone. The chest is covered very tightly, and the hem of the skirt almost drags on the ground, so only the white jade ankles can be seen.
Mo Yan originally prepared a high-slit, off-shoulder evening dress for Lin Yao. It was a little sexy, but not too revealing.
However, Lin Yao firmly refused.
Her reason was: "If my husband saw it, he would be unhappy."
Lin Yao is very docile in other matters, but when it comes to Fang Xiaole's feelings and emotions, this girl will never give in. In the end, Mo Yan has no choice but to let her go.
Anyway, our artists are naturally beautiful and look good in anything they wear, so we are not afraid to be conservative.
"Teacher Lin, could you please tilt your head a little, Teacher Lin?"
The makeup artist who was doing her hair said softly, and when Lin Yao didn't respond, she had to shout again.
"Huh? Oh, sorry."
Lin Yao reacted and apologized quickly.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Yao's makeup and hairstyle were done, and the Golden Melody Awards staff came to inform her that she could leave.
Mo Yan and Lin Yao got into the car together. They saw her staring blankly out the window, pouting slightly, with a resentful look in her eyes, looking like a young wife waiting for her husband.
Mo Yan finally couldn't help it, pulled her over, and whispered in her ear:
"Fang Xiaole and Zhang Zhiqin were in Yancheng yesterday. They may have already arrived in Kunzhou. Don't worry, your husband will definitely come to see you in person!"
Lin Yao's charming eyes lit up:
"Really? Sister Yan, how did you know?"
"Shh!"
Mo Yan signaled her to speak more quietly. Besides the driver, there was also a makeup artist sitting in the passenger seat.
Lin Yao quickly covered her mouth, her big round eyes staring at Mo Yan, full of anticipation, like a child waiting for candy.
Seeing her useless look, Mo Yan couldn't help but raise his hand and tap her forehead.
“You!”
Then he looked around and made sure that neither the driver nor the makeup artist was paying attention to this side, then he whispered about the video call between Zhang Zhiqin and himself last night.
"So, Zhang Zhiqin and...he were both in Yancheng yesterday?"
Lin Yao found it a little hard to believe. Why hadn't she heard Fang Xiaole mention this when chatting with him on WeChat these days?
"Your family didn't tell you, right?"
As soon as Mo Yan saw Lin Yao's expression, she knew that Fang Xiaole had deliberately hidden it from her.
Lin Yao nodded aggrievedly and asked in confusion: "But why didn't he tell me? I, I..."
At the end, her voice became quieter and her face flushed as she said, "I miss him so much."
"That idiot Zhang Zhiqin hid it from me. He was just being clever and wanted to give me a surprise. Your husband's mindset is a bit like yours. They both like to keep things to themselves."
Mo Yan rolled his eyes and whispered:
"I guess he didn't tell you because he was afraid of being discovered by the paparazzi. He probably wanted to watch you quietly, unless you have something to do,
Or... or when he fails to win an award and needs comfort, then he will come to you. That's called... "
Mo Yan paused, and suddenly said with a bit of envy: "I'm guarding you silently, haha, so I say you are a silly girl with silly luck. The people you meet are all very good. It would be great if that idiot could be as attentive as yours."
Lin Yao blinked, seeming shocked by Mo Yan's speculation.
She stood there with her mouth open for a long time.
A moment later...
whee.
She covered her mouth and let out an uncontrollable soft laugh, her watery eyes curved into lovely crescents.
squeak.
The car suddenly braked and the driver quickly turned around to apologize: "I'm sorry, Miss Lin."
"It's okay." Lin Yao smiled gently at the driver.
The driver was stunned, and the makeup artist next to him quickly patted him. The driver quickly turned around and concentrated on driving.
The driver and the makeup artist looked at each other, both feeling a little embarrassed.
In fact, they both used the rearview mirror to peek at Lin Yao from time to time. When Lin Yao covered her mouth and chuckled, the driver lost his concentration and almost drove the car into the flower bed on the side of the road.
Cough cough.
The driver coughed lightly, quickly suppressed the desire to peek back, and tried hard to concentrate on driving.
Mo Yan saw it, glared at Lin Yao helplessly, and whispered, "Stop generating electricity!"
"I'm sorry, Sister Yan, I didn't mean it." Lin Yao blinked and then turned to look out the car window.
This time, her face was no longer filled with resentment and longing, but was filled with joy.
The setting sun was low outside the window, and the bright red afterglow fell on every enthusiastic fan waving at the car on the roadside.
Lin Yao raised the corners of her mouth, and a smile as bright as the sun bloomed on her face.
He... is in the crowd, silently protecting me.
very nice.
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