My Wife is Obviously a Queen But She is Too Virtuous

"Mr. Mo?"

　　Zhang Zhiqin was a little puzzled, wondering how Mo Yan would add his WeChat suddenly, and he cut to his heart.

　　 "You said that if you pass right away, you can pass right away? Zhang Zhiqin doesn't want face?"

　　 He sneered in a low voice, and immediately pressed the "Agree" button with his finger.

　　 "Mr. Mo, hello." And said hello politely.

　　 But Mo Yan did not have extra politeness over there, straight to the point:

　　 "Have you started recording your new show? We have three new people in our company. Can you arrange to be a flying guest? No show fee is required."

　　Zhang Zhiqin scratched his head suspiciously, thinking that you have to find Director Luo or Brother Fang for this matter. Why do you want to find me?

　　 But his instinct told him that he would be scolded if he went back like this. After thinking for a long time, he finally replied:

　　 "It should be possible, I will ask the leader tomorrow."

　　 Mo Yan quickly replied: "Thank you then."

　　Zhang Zhiqin didn't know how to reply for a while, but fortunately Mo Yan sent another one:

"Are you still not going to rest?"

　　 Uh, am I not sending you a WeChat message? How do I sleep?

　　 Zhang Zhiqin felt that Mo Yan seemed a little weird today, so he asked:

　　 "Are you really an agent Mo?"

　　 A voice was sent directly from the other side. Zhang Zhiqin looked back at Fang Xiaole who was sleeping next to him. He pulled the towel over his head and covered himself.

　　 Then he hid under the quilt and put the phone on his ear.

　　 "Just call me Mo Yan."

　　The voice is indeed Mo Yan's cold and magnetic voice.

　　 "Hey, why don't I call you Sister Mo?"

"whatever."

　　 Mo Yan's speed of replying to WeChat is just like her style of doing things, fast, accurate, and concise.

　　 This makes Zhang Zhiqin wonder how to talk, and dare not say that I want to sleep. What if this sister gets angry?

　　 can only ask without words: "Are Teacher Lin and Fangfang both asleep?"

　　 Mo Yan quickly said, "They are already asleep, where is Assistant Director Fang?"

　　Zhang Zhiqin opened the quilt covering his head and looked aside. Fang Xiaole was sleeping very heavily, and his head seemed to be covered in the quilt.

　　 He hid under the quilt, and typed quietly in reply: "Brother Fang is asleep too, why are you still asleep?"

　　 "Can't sleep, just talk to someone."

　　 Mo Yan returned at the speed of light again.

Uh......

　　 "Well, what do you want to talk about?"

　　 Zhang Zhiqin scratched his head for a long time, and finally came up with a sentence.

"casual."

　　 Mo Yan immediately replied.

　　 Zhang Zhiqin's hair is about to be scratched, thinking I have nothing in common with you, so I just have a hard talk?

　　 "Can you hurry up?"

　　 Mo Yan actually sent another one.

　　 Is this still urged?

　　Zhang Zhiqin felt even more flustered. After thinking for a long time, he finally came up with a common topic with Mo Yan. He immediately typed excitedly:

　　 "Are your legs any better? Can you close it?"

　　 "Are you sick?!" Mo Yan second cursed.

　　Zhang Zhiqin was angry, I cared about you so kindly, why you scolded me? I really think I have no temper, right?

　　 He typed quickly: "Sorry, I was wrong."

　　 When Zhang Zhiqin covered the quilt and Mo Yan was sending WeChat, beside him, Fang Xiaole, who was already "asleep", also hid under the quilt, typing quickly with his mobile phone in both hands, sending a message to Lin Yao:

　　 "Did Broker Mo not come to urge you to sleep today?"

　　 Lin Yao replied: "Sister Yan is already asleep, how about you, didn't you just say that you and Zhang Zhiqin slept in the same tent? Did he sleep? Did we bother others when we chat?"

　　 Fang Xiaole gently opened a slit on the quilt covering his head and glanced aside, only to see Zhang Zhiqin with his back facing him and his head covered in sleep.

　　 He hid under the quilt and continued typing:

　　 "Zhang Zhiqin fell asleep and couldn't make any noise, and I was hiding in the quilt to send you a message."

　　 "It feels so interesting." Lin Yao replied.

　　 Fang Xiaole smiled, as if he could see a girl in a nightdress lying on the bed looking at the phone and laughing.

　　 "Is the section list going well? That, are you confident?"

　　 Lin Yao sent another one.

　　 Fang Xiaole replied: "Just now Zhang Zhiqin also asked me if I have confidence in this show, but I pretended to be asleep and didn't answer him."

　　 "You guy, why don't you deliberately not answer others?"

　　 Fang Xiaole said: “I’m actually confident, but I don’t think it counts. If the show is good or not, we still have to leave it to the audience for evaluation. We just need to do our best to do the show.”

　　 "Well, what you said is really good."

　　 Lin Yao is like a little fan, and she feels that Fang Xiaole is right in everything.

　　 "How about you, how did Mercedes endorsement talk?"

　　 Fang Xiaole knows that this endorsement is very important to Lin Yao, and he also pays attention to it online when he is free, but he has never seen the relevant news.

　　 "Sister Yan said that the talks are almost done, and the contract may be signed tomorrow."

　　 Lin Yao replied.

　　 "Congratulations, I will see you in Mercedes ads from now on. It is said that car manufacturers like to send cars to spokespersons, isn't it true?"

　　 Fang Xiaole smiled and typed.

　　 "I don't know either, it's all Sister Yan talking. She said that I can just sit by and have a good smile."

　　 Lin Yao obviously didn't understand these things at all, or it was Mo Yan who had always protected her very well.

　　 "Although Broker Mo looks fierce, he is really good to you. By the way, is she married?"

　　 Fang Xiaole asked casually, there was no time during the day for these two days, so they could only talk for a while before going to bed at night. The two of them had almost nothing to talk about, and they could talk happily on any topic.

　　 "Sister Yan seems to have been married once before, and then we separated. She seems to dislike others asking her about this. Fangfang and I never talked about this in front of her."

　　 Lin Yao reminded: "You have to remember, you must not ask this question in front of Sister Yan."

　　 On the other side of the quilt, Zhang Zhiqin yawned silently, and continued to chat with Mo Yan in pain, and finally thought of a topic again:

　　 "Sister Mo, are you married?"

　　 This question made Zhang Zhiqin very rewarding. Not only did he receive a cordial voice from Mo Yan:

　　 "It's not your **** if I get married or not!"

　　 and successfully terminated this chat-Mo Yan never sent a message again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Can this be angry? "

　　 Zhang Zhiqin also waited for a long time with his eyes wide open, and finally had to put down the phone and put his head out of the quilt helplessly, puzzled.

　　 is only thirty-three years old, so moody?

　　 The woman is really terrible!

　　 At this time, Yunhai and Lin Yao were staying in the hotel.

　　 Mo Yan sat on the bed with his knees in his arms, his chin resting on his folded arms, his eyes confused.

　　 is very different from her usual shrewd and capable appearance.

　　 After a long time, Mo Yan picked up the phone thrown on the bed, and found a photo with a low resolution in the photo album.

　　 This should be taken about ten years ago, when the pixels of mobile phone cameras were still relatively low.

　　 In the photo, a girl in a wedding dress with long hair and a shawl is leaning against a man. The girl has a beautiful appearance and a sweet smile.

　　 The girl's facial features are very similar to Mo Yan.

　　 To be precise, it was Mo Yan ten years ago.

　　 This is a wedding photo of Mo Yan when he was young.

　　 "Today is September 29th, exactly ten years ago..."