Chapter 132 (1/2)
Lin Yao finished, but there was no response.
She bit her lip and continued:
”Dad, I have a friend who is also a singer. He broke his voice because of fatigue and became very hoarse. He can't sing any more. Do you know a doctor who can cure him?”
After an embarrassing silence, the other end of the phone finally spoke:
”How long haven't you called back?”
Lin Yao held her cell phone tightly and looked very nervous:
”Sorry, Dad...”
”OK, when will you leave the entertainment industry?”
Lin Yao's father interrupted her and asked abruptly.
”Dad, I just like singing, not what you think, and now I can make money by my own efforts. I also want to buy it for you and mom...”
Lin Yao took a deep breath and tried to explain, but she was interrupted again by her father.
”I don't think the money from the big dye vat is dirty. Now I dare not tell people that you are my daughter. Leave the entertainment circle and go home before the Spring Festival this year, otherwise I won't come back again.”
Doodle doodle
There was a busy tone at the other end of the phone. Lin Yao stood in place and slowly put down her mobile phone.
After a moment of silence, she gently walked back to the bedroom and put Fangfang's mobile phone back on the bedside table.
Seeing that the drunken blush on Fangfang's face had not faded and her face was still a little hot, she went to the bathroom to drain water, twisted the towel, wiped Fangfang's face, and then returned to her bedroom.
Sitting in bed, staring at the night sky outside the window in a daze.
There was a slight sigh in the dark room.
……
”Waiter, check out.”
In that Chinese restaurant, Mo Yan found that he could no longer talk to Fang Xiaole, so he had to wave and shout to pay the bill.
”I'll do it.”
Fang Xiaole got up and took out his wallet.
”Yes, I did.”
Mo Yan also stood up.
”I'll come. I'll be a family anyway.”
Fang Xiaole is very enthusiastic.
“……”
Mo Yan looked back at him. Fang Xiaole smiled and made an invitation.
”You come, you come.”
Mo Yan suddenly felt that the guy's expression was very similar to that of Lin Yao when he was ”disobedient”. Suddenly, he had a headache and didn't want to stay with the goods anymore.
After paying the money, Mo Yan turned slowly and finally succeeded in squeezing out a working smile on his face:
”Deputy director Fang, I'll go first.”
Without waiting for Fang Xiaole to speak, he quickly turned and walked to the door of the restaurant.
”Sister Mo!”
The annoying guy shouted in the back.
”Deputy director Fang, anything else?”
Mo Yan looked back and tried to maintain a polite and alienated smile.
”Excuse me, has Lin Yao done anything for me without telling me? For example, I just rented a very cheap house recently... ”
”Hehe, deputy director Fang, although Lin Yao is stupid, he won't catch up with the car that pastes your house upside down. Don't be too self righteous.”
Mo Yan sneered, turned around and walked towards the door of the restaurant with elegant steps.
”Brother Fang, brother Fang, are you okay?”
”Ouch!”
Before Mo Yan stepped out, he collided with a figure who rushed in, and they sat down on the ground at the same time.