Lin Yao thought for a moment, then suddenly took out a pen and paper from the drawer of the coffee table and began to write.
"Sister Yao, what are you writing?"
Fangfang asked.
"I'll write down all the dishes I want. Good Fangfang, remember to help me pick out the freshest ones. Oh, and I also need to buy a birthday cake! And candles,
By the way, should we buy him some more clothes? Also, his wallet seemed a bit worn the last time I looked at it…"
Lin Yao bit the pen while thinking, and the content on the white paper became more and more.
"Sister Yao, Sister Yao! It's just a birthday, not a wedding. That's enough, really enough!"
Fangfang's eyes were dazzled by what she saw, and she quickly stopped Lin Yao from writing.
Lin Yao was still a little reluctant to leave, but it was almost time and she had to rush to the airport, so she had to obediently prepare to go out.
Just as Mo Yan was about to pick up her suitcase, Lin Yao and Fang Fang screamed in fright:
"Sister Yan, don't move, let me do it!"
The two girls quickly grabbed Mo Yan's suitcases, dragged them, and supported her on both sides.
"I'm pregnant, not paralyzed. Why would you two do that?"
Mo Yan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and was escorted out of the door by the two little girls on both sides.
"Sister Yan, do you think Sister Yao can win the award this time?"
"It's hard to say, but just do your best and keep a calm mind."
"Sister Yan, you're not dealing with reporters."
"Then...I think it can definitely be done."
"Wow, Sister Yao, if you win the award, you'll be a real queen. What are our plans for the future?"
"I plan to go to his house during the Spring Festival and behave well, so that his parents won't dislike me. Then, then I will propose to him."
"Sister Yao, you..."
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At six o'clock in the evening, the Silver Dragon Award ceremony, the last heavyweight award in the Chinese music scene of the past year, arrived as scheduled.
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