"My God, Lao Luo, what's the situation?"

  

   "How do I know? I'm all dumbfounded!"

  

   In the corridor outside Fang Xiaole's "new home", two bald middle-aged men stood smoking at the top of the stairs.

  

   No way, the atmosphere in the room just now was so strange, the two old rivers and lakes smelled a bit of murderousness, and they slipped out under the pretext of smoking.

  

   "Why don't you know?"

  

   Zhong Lili did not believe it, and stared at Luo Hui:

  

   "Lin Yao looks like a mistress, which means that the two of them have been so bad. Didn't you and Xiaofang work together all day? Didn't you notice it at all?"

  

   Luo Hui spread his hands innocently: "I really didn't notice anything abnormal! Could it be that as Lin Yao said, she and Xiaofang are really good friends? After all, Xiaofang helped her write songs."

  

   "Don't come to this set, we are all people here, and the big stars can't wait to engrave the words "Mrs. Fang" on their faces. Can't you see it?"

  

   Zhong Lili thought that Luo Hui was acting stupid, and was very dissatisfied:

  

   "Lao Luo, we have been in friendship for so many years. You can't hide this kind of big news from me! The little director of Apple TV conquered the beauty stars. Tsk tsk, the media will get blown up!"

  

   Luo Hui frowned and reminded:

  

   "Old Zhong, whether this matter is true or false, let's not just say that Lin Yao is a super challenging guest, and Fang Xiaole is the director of a longing life. Both programs will be affected."

  

   Zhong Lili thought for a while, and nodded: "Understand, it is a taboo for female stars to fall in love, especially with ordinary men. Her fans know that we have to flatten our Apple channel."

  

   "Well, go in, pretend you don't know anything."

  

   The two extinguished the ashes, walked into the room, and continued to talk and laugh with others, as if they hadn't seen anything just now.

  

   It’s just that everyone glances at the kitchen from time to time, because a certain popular beauty star in the entertainment industry is like a housewife at the moment, busy in the kitchen.

  

   Fang Xiaole wanted to go in and help several times, but was pushed out by her and asked him to accompany the guests.

  

   "Xiao Fang, your house is really nice, don't you show us a tour?"

  

   Li Wan suddenly smiled and said to Xiao Le.

  

   "Oh, yes, I was negligent. This living room is connected to the dining room. There is the study room, and here is..."

  

   Fang Xiaole smiled apologetically, and took everyone to visit each room one by one. Everyone praised him and said from time to time that his bedroom was too small, and the atmosphere gradually became normal.

  

   Everyone looked around and went back to the living room to sit down. Lin Yao boiled another pot of boiling water and walked out to refill the guests with tea.

  

   Everyone enjoys the treatment of the big star personally serving tea and pouring water, and they are flattered and thanked.

  

   "Director Li is so beautiful today!"

  

   Lin Yao also filled Li Wan's cup with hot water, only then did he notice her dress, she couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

  

   "Xiao Lin, don't laugh at me, I'm a rusher, no matter how hard I try to dress up, I can't compare to your young people."

  

   Li Wan smiled lightly.

  

   "Well, Director Li didn't dress up very much when recording the show and he was very beautiful, but today he is a little more beautiful."

  

   Lin Yao said sincerely, she did not notice that Li Wanwei was a little unnatural, and greeted everyone:

  

   "You sit for a while, and the food will be ready soon."

  

   "It's okay, it's okay, you worked hard." Everyone nodded quickly and agreed.

  

   Fang Xiaole couldn't bear to let Lin Yao busy alone, got up and wanted to help, but she was pushed out again.

  

   "Why do I feel that even Director Li is a little weird today?"

  

   "If you haven't seen it, drink tea, drink tea."

  

   Zhong Lili and Luo Hui sat together, and the two exchanged in a low voice, each toasting their cups of tea.

  

   After a while, two more colleagues who are usually familiar with Fang Xiaole arrived. Lin Yao was still the first to open the door, handing people shoe covers, pouring tea, and greeting people to eat sweets.

  

The two were also taken aback. After they came in, there was a small whisper. After seeing Lin Yao greet them, they went into the kitchen to be busy again. They looked like a good wife and mother. Both of them had their faces Shocked.

  

   Mo Yan couldn't sit still anymore, pulled Fangfang to stand up, and said with a smile:

  

   "Let’s go in and see, why is your sister Yao cooking so slow, the guests are all hungry."

  

   After speaking, he dragged Fangfang into the kitchen and told her to close the kitchen door.

  

   "Well, the oily smoke is a little bit heavy, you guys talk."

  

   Fangfang laughed at the people in the living room, closed the kitchen door, and hid silently to the side, waiting to see the performance of Sister Yao and Sister Yan.

  

   Sure enough, Mo Yan's face suddenly sank at this moment, and he pulled Lin Yao who was busy in front of him:

  

   "What do you pretend to be the mistress of the Fang family in front of so many people? What do you want to do?!"

  

  Although Mo Yan usually takes care of Lin Yao, he rarely really gets angry at her. Lin Yao was startled and whispered:

  

   "I'm sorry, Sister Yan."

  

   "Yaoyao, you said yourself that you will not announce your relationship with Fang Xiaole until you are popular enough and earn enough money, but what is it now? You can't wait? You really don't want a career anymore?"

  

   Mo Yan looked at Lin Yao coldly, it seemed that he was really angry.

  

   "Sister Yan, in fact, I haven't confessed to him yet, we have nothing to do..."

  

   Lin Yao blinked big innocent eyes and explained softly and timidly.

  

   "Oh, it doesn't matter? I thought you were pregnant!"

  

  Mo Yan's face turned blue, like an old father who watched his daughter's face go upside down, and pointed at Lin Yao:

  

   "Since you are not even sure about the relationship, then you still do it in front of so many people. What would others think of you if they knew? A female star with so many fans, as for this..."

  

   Mo Yan took a deep breath, as if he was afraid of hurting Lin Yao’s self-esteem, but in the end he said the word:

  

   "As for being so humble?"

  

   Lin Yao was taken aback, but she was not as sad or annoyed as Mo Yan expected. Her clear and clear eyes widened, and she said in a puzzled manner:

  

   "Sister Yan, why do you think so? I'm not humble at all, and he treats me very well."

  

   Mo Yan looked at Lin Yao speechlessly, and laughed angrily by her.

  

   "It's nice to you? Then why don't you take the initiative to confess to you? Why do you always pay?"

  

   "Sister Yan, you misunderstood." Lin Yao explained:

  

   "He didn't confess to me because he felt that he hadn't been able to protect me now~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He also understood what I thought, and we agreed to work hard together."

  

   "You..." Mo Yan opened his mouth, but could not speak.

  

  Nan Shuangbanna that night, she and Fangfang hid outside and listened to "Wall Gener", naturally they also knew what the two said at the time.

  

   I was just anxious just now, and I forgot it for a while.

  

   Now when I heard Lin Yao say it again, Mo Yan only felt a pain in his head, and there was nothing he could do with her.

  

  "Well, since you already have a tacit understanding that is not public for the time being, why do you have to be so obvious in front of so many people today?

  

   Are you not afraid of being known by outsiders, and causing trouble to Fang Xiaole? "

  

   took a deep breath, calmed himself down, Mo Yan asked again.

  

   She thinks that Lin Yao can no longer be regarded as a little girl. Maybe Lin Yao has any other ideas for doing this today.

  

   "Oh, yes!"

  

  Who knows Lin Yao covered her mouth and said with regret:

  

   "I didn't want to be like this, but... but seeing Su Yu come to his house so early, I, I can't help it."

  

   Lin Yao's spring-like eyes are really moist now.

  

   "Sister Yan, is this too bad for Su Yu? Am I a bad woman?"

  

  

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