Chapter Five Hundred and Seven

"Sister Yao, I've already picked up my uncle and aunt. They haven't eaten yet. I'll take my uncle and aunt to eat first, and I'll enter the venue when the time is almost up."

Half an hour later, in a restaurant, Fang Fang was standing at the door of the bathroom on the phone.

"Fangfang, I really trouble you."

"Tell me these things, but sister Yao..."

Fangfang turned her head and glanced at the table where Lin Duanzheng and Haiyao were sitting. The two sat facing each other, but they ate their own food throughout the whole process, and they basically didn't talk much. The atmosphere looked awkward.

"Uncle and aunt seem to be a little bit wrong. The two of them don't even have a word. Isn't this too unfamiliar?"

Fang Fang hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

"Oh, my parents have always been like this..."

Lin Yao sighed, her parents were like this back then, when they got together they either quarreled or didn't say a word, and they didn't know if it was a disagreement.

"Oh, sister Yao, don't think about it too much, anyway, at least uncles and aunts don't fight as soon as they meet, right?"

Fangfang hurriedly comforted her, and then said: "I'm going to walk the red carpet later, don't worry, I will take good care of my uncle and aunt, you have to work hard!"

"Okay, thank you, Fangfang."

At this time, at the Kunzhou International Hotel, Lin Yao was sitting in front of the mirror in her room, and several makeup artists beside her were working on her face.

Usually Lin Yao doesn't wear much makeup, but today's occasion is different, and she has to face various cameras. In order to present her best appearance, Mo Yan specially hired several makeup artists.

Originally, Tianhai Company provided Lin Yao with a team of makeup artists, but now that Lin Yao has broken up with Tianhai, she can only find it by herself.

Fortunately, Lin Yao's face has no blemishes, and she doesn't need too much makeup. Several makeup artists quickly took care of the face.

Then there is the hairstyle, which is actually the most difficult part. It must not only match Lin Yao's temperament, but also match her outfit.

Before putting on makeup, Lin Yao had already changed into the clothes for tonight's awards ceremony.

This is a sapphire blue pleated dress. The collar is much higher than the evening dress, and only a section of the delicate collarbone is slightly exposed. The chest is tightly covered, and the skirt is almost dragged to the ground. White jade-like ankles.

What Mo Yan originally prepared for Lin Yao was a strapless evening dress with high slits, which was a little bit sexy, but not too revealing.

However, Lin Yao resolutely rejected it.

Her reason was: "If my husband sees it, he won't be happy."

Lin Yao is very docile in other matters, but when it comes to Fang Xiaole's feelings and emotions, this girl is absolutely steadfast. In the end, Mo Yan has no choice but to let her.

Anyway, my artists are naturally beautiful, they look good in anything, and I am not afraid of being conservative at all.

"Mr. Lin, please turn your head a little bit, Mr. Lin?"

The makeup artist who was doing her hair said softly, seeing that Lin Yao didn't respond, she had to yell again.

"Huh? Oh, sorry."

Lin Yao came to her senses and quickly apologized.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Yao's makeup and hairstyle were done, and the staff of the Golden Melody Awards came to inform her that she was ready to leave.

Mo Yan and Lin Yao got into the car together, and saw her staring out the window in a daze, with her mouth curled up slightly, her eyes resentful, as if looking at her husband and daughter-in-law.

Mo Yan finally couldn't bear it anymore, pulled her over, and whispered in her ear:

"Fang Xiaole and Zhang Zhiqin were in Yancheng yesterday, and they may have arrived in Kunzhou by now. Don't worry, your husband will definitely come to see you!"

Lin Yao's soft and charming eyes suddenly lit up:

"Really? Sister Yan, how do you know?"

"Hush!"

Mo Yan motioned her to keep her voice down, besides the driver, the co-pilot was accompanied by a make-up artist.

Lin Yao quickly covered her mouth, staring at Mo Yan with her big round eyes, full of anticipation, like a child waiting for candy.

Seeing her hopeless look, Mo Yan couldn't help but raised his hand and tapped her forehead.

"You!"

Then I took a look,

After making sure that neither the driver nor the make-up artist was paying attention, he whispered about the video between Zhang Zhiqin and himself last night.

"So, yesterday Zhang Zhiqin and...he were both in Yancheng?"

Lin Yao couldn't believe it. Why didn't I hear Fang Xiaole talking about WeChat these days?

"Your family didn't tell you, did they?"

Mo Yan saw Lin Yao's appearance and knew that Fang Xiaole was deliberately hiding it from her.

Lin Yao nodded aggrievedly, and asked in confusion, "But why didn't he tell me? I, I..."

In the end, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he said with a blushing face, "I miss him so much."

"That idiot Zhang Zhiqin kept it from me. He just wanted to surprise me out of being clever. Your family has a bit of a mind like yours. He likes to be bored when doing things."

Mo Yan rolled her eyes and said in a low voice:

"I guess, because he was afraid of being discovered by the paparazzi, he didn't tell you, probably because he wanted to watch you quietly, unless you have something,

Or...or he failed to win the prize, and when he needs comfort, then he will come to you, what is it called..."

Mo Yan paused for a moment, and suddenly said with a little envy: "Silently guarding you, hehe, so I say you are a silly girl. You are lucky. The people you meet are nice. It would be nice if that idiot was as careful as yours." gone."

Lin Yao blinked, as if 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 pair of watery eyes were bent into lovely crescents.

Squeak.

The car stopped suddenly, and the driver quickly turned around and apologized: "I'm sorry, Miss Lin."

"It's okay." Lin Yao smiled gently at the driver.

The driver was stunned, and the make-up artist next to him quickly patted him, and the driver quickly turned around and concentrated on driving.

The driver and the make-up artist looked at each other, both a little embarrassed.

In fact, the two of them were peeking at Lin Yao from time to time through the rearview mirror just now. The moment Lin Yao covered her mouth and chuckled, the driver lost his mind and almost drove the car onto the flower stand by the side of the road.

cough cough.

The driver master coughed lightly, quickly suppressed the desire to peek behind, and tried his best to concentrate on driving.

Mo Yan saw it, gave Lin Yao a helpless look, and said in a low voice, "Don't generate electricity indiscriminately!"

"I'm sorry, Sister Yan, I didn't mean it." Lin Yao blinked, then turned to look out the car window.

This time, her face was no longer full of resentful thoughts, but full of joy.

The sunset outside the window was low, and the bright red afterglow fell on every enthusiastic fan waving at the car on the side of the road.

The corners of Lin Yao's mouth curled up, and a sunny and bright smile appeared on her face.

He... is in the crowd, silently protecting me.

very nice.

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