Chapter 150 (1/2)

”Yes, after director Luo told director Chen that we couldn't invite flying guests, so many artists willing to come came out in a few days. Most of them spent some money on the stage.”

Fang Xiaole didn't notice the slight changes in Lin Yao's tone and still lamented:

”It's a little strange that all the young female stars who don't come here. Have you met the director of our program department? Chen Zhao is the first handsome man on the stage. I guess some people come for his face.”

When Fang Xiaole finished, there was no sound from Lin Yao for a long time. He called twice: ”Lin Yao, Lin Yao? What's the matter? ”

”Ah? Nothing, nothing... ”

Lin Yao regained consciousness and said in a slightly flustered way: ”director Chen, I've seen him. I think he's not as good-looking as you. You're much better than him.”

Then he paused, his cheeks flushed quickly, clenched his white fist and gently hammered himself.

Why am I so stupid to say everything in my heart?

What a shame!

”Lin Yao, Lin Yao!”

Mo Yan's voice sounded outside the door, and Lin Yao hurriedly said:

”Sister Yan is calling me. Bye...”

Then he begged in a pitiful soft waxy tone:

”Just now, I didn't say anything. You didn't hear anything, okay?”

Fang Xiaole was itching. He wanted to climb down the telephone line and pinch his lovely face. He held back his smile and said in surprise:

”What did you say just now? I didn't hear it. ”

”Well... Bye.”

Knowing that he had actually heard it, Lin Yao hung up with a red face.

After opening the door, Mo Yan was standing outside the door, holding his chest in his hands and looking at her with a smile.

”Sister Yan, what's the matter?”

Lin Yao lowered her head and felt inexplicably weak.

”Didn't you say that learning to cook is for the show?”

Mo Yan asked.

”Yes, yes.”

Lin Yao blinked, with an ”honest” smile on her face.

”Oh!”

Then Mo Yan grabbed his face, rubbed it hard, and threatened fiercely:

”If you lie again, you'll tear your face into scallion pancakes!”

”Wuwu... I'm wrong, sister Yan. I learned to cook to make it for you.”

Lin Yao's soft and smooth face was rubbed around. She quickly ”confessed”.

”Hehe, Lin Yao, do you really think I'm too old to hear? I was right next to you when you called Fang in the kitchen! ”

The more Mo Yan looked at this guy, the more he was angry. He loosened his hand, knocked on her head and asked coldly:

”You can't cook at all. Why force yourself? He made you cook? ”

”No.” Lin Yao quickly waved his hand: ”I told him I would cook. I... I want him to think I am a virtuous woman.”

Mo Yan became more and more angry. He couldn't help raising his hand and giving the silly girl a second time. He hates iron but doesn't become steel:

”What era is this? Who says women must be virtuous? As a big star, you not only have to rush to paste upside down, but also be a good wife and mother for him. Why? Why don't you ask him to cook for you? ”

”Sister Yan, don't be angry.” Lin Yao took Mo Yan's arm, looked at Mo Yan's expression timidly and softly, and said in a small voice:

”I just think that if I really like it, I won't care who pays more. Moreover, if I'm good to him, I'm very happy myself.”

Although Lin Yao's voice is weak, her tone is firm, which shows that this is the most real idea of the feelings between the two people in her heart.