Hanzhan noticed her difference, his long and narrow eyes dangerously narrowed.Aunt Song was silent for a few seconds before slowly saying, "It's Miss Yu Lin.""This is impossible!" Fu Xiaoyao vehementl...Lu Hanchuan ignored her and went upstairs.

Fu Xiaoyao wasn't annoyed. She could have fun all by herself.

Aunt Song finished her own business and came over, seeing her sitting on the sofa with a silly smile, she was a little puzzled, "Madam, what's wrong with you"

Fu Xiaoyao looked up at Song Yi, the joy in her eyes unconcealable. "Hanhua agreed."

"What do you agree to" Auntie Song asked curiously.

Fu Xiaoyao touched her belly and replied, "He agreed to wait until these things are over before we try IVF together."

"Really" Aunt Song exclaimed.

Fu Xiaoyao nodded, "It's true."

"Aunt Song smiled with delight, "This is wonderful news, Madam. Tell your husband tomorrow as well and let him be happy. Perhaps his surgery will have a higher chance of success."

"Well, I can do that," Fu Xiaoyao replied.

"Where's Mr. (Name)" Aunt Song looked around and asked again.

Fu Xiaoyao pointed upstairs, "We should go to the study."

"Well then, Mrs. so-and-so, perhaps you should go and rest as well. It's getting late."

"I'll wait a little while, I'll finish the rest of these pages." Fu Xiaoyao fished a design book from the coffee table and shook it.

Aunt Song nodded, "That's fine then. Well, madam, I'll head back to my room."

"Well, good night," Fu Xiaoyao replied, flipping open the design book.

Aunt Song left, leaving her alone in the living room.

In the living room, it was very quiet, only the sound of soft breathing and the turning of pages.

I don't know how long it took, but Fu Xiaoyao finally finished reading the book.

After finishing, she turned her stiff neck to look at the grandfather clock in the corner and realized it was almost twelve o'clock.

It's so late, I wonder if Lu Hanchuan is finished with his work yet

Thinking about it, Fu Xiaoyao put the book back and went upstairs.

Upon reaching the upstairs, she first cast her gaze towards the study. Seeing that it was pitch black with no light emanating from within, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

The study was empty, so he must have gone back to his room

Fu Xiaoyao quickly withdrew her gaze and turned towards the bedroom door. As expected, there was light coming from under the crack in the door.

Why is he finished so early tonight

Fu Xiaoyao pondered as she turned the doorknob.

Lu Hanchuan heard the noise and looked over at her, "You're back"

Fu Xiaoyao nodded, "Hmm, you're up early today."

"It's nothing, go take a shower." Lu Hanchuan threw something to her.

That thing came flying in a parabola toward Fu Xiaoyao, who scrambled to catch it and realized it was her pajamas.

He even prepared pajamas for her!

Fu Xiaoyao looked at Lu Hanchuan with strange eyes. Seeing her standing there motionless, Lu Hanchuan frowned slightly, "What are you doing standing there Go quickly!"

"Oh, I'm going right now." Fu Xiaoyao jumped to her senses and headed towards the bathroom.

When she came out of the shower, the lights in the room were already off, only the bedside lamp was still on.

The dim lighting could only barely illuminate the entire room. Fu Xiaoyao wiped her hair as she looked towards the bed.

The man in bed had already lain down, his eyes tightly closed, seemingly asleep. His breathing was heavier than usual, and upon hearing it, one could tell the weariness that lay within.

The past two days have been not only eventful but also incredibly nerve-wracking. She wasn't surprised that Lu Hanchuan was so exhausted.

Because she knew that throughout the entire Lu family, the most tired person, the one under the greatest pressure, was actually him.

After wiping her hair, Fu Xiaoyao tiptoed to the bedside and stood there motionless, staring at Lu Hanchuan for a few moments.

Seeing the dark circles under his eyes, she couldn't help but sigh, "Oh..."

Those dark circles are so heavy, it's obvious he didn't get much rest these past two days.

Fu Xiaoyao touched Lu Hanchuan's forehead with concern, then let go and lifted the corner of the blanket to prepare to lie down.

To her surprise, as soon as she touched the soft sheets, an arm reached out and hooked around her waist, pulling her in.

"Ouch!" she gasped, her forehead colliding with a searingly hot chest.

His chest was covered in muscle, hard as rock. It hurt her forehead just from the impact.

"You're not asleep yet" Fu Xiaoyao rubbed her forehead and glared at the culprit who had bumped her.

The culprit didn't open his eyes, they remained closed. Only his brow furrowed slightly, "How am I supposed to sleep with you staring at me from the bedside"

He was a light sleeper anyway, and highly alert. How could he not notice the pair of eyes staring at him, completely still

Fu Xiaoyao was a little embarrassed. "I didn't mean to stare at you, I just noticed your dark circles."

"Alright, stop talking and go to sleep." Lu Hanchuan took his hand off her waist and turned over, facing away from her and continuing to sleep.

Fu Xiaoyao looked at his back, her little mouth pouted.

He was sleeping with his back to her. How could she help but feel rejected

Is it an illusion

Thinking about it, Fu Xiaoyao turned off the bedside lamp and proactively rubbed forward, raising her arm to rest on Lu Hanchuan's body.

Since he didn't hug her, she took the initiative and hugged him to sleep.

Fu Xiaoyao's behavior was something Lu Hanchuan hadn't expected.

He didn't hug her, he was truly just too exhausted. His head was buzzing and all he wanted to do was take a good long nap.

If he kept holding her, he probably wouldn't sleep soundly, which is why he was facing away from her.

To my surprise, she actually came up to me on her own.

Lu Hanchuan's lips curled into a smile. Was this an unexpected discovery

Time flies, one night just slipped away like that.

The next day, Fu Xiaoyao yawned and went downstairs to the restaurant for breakfast.

Lu Hanchuan was also there. Seeing him, she didn't feel surprised.

Because today is the day of his grandfather's surgery, he promised to go to the nursing home to accompany him.

"Grandpa's surgery is at 10 am. Shall we go after lunch" Fu Xiaoyao pulled up a chair and sat down, asking the man across from her.

The man savored his soup, drinking it slowly. After finishing, he gave her a dignified, “Hmm.”

"Then I'd better eat quickly, it's already past eight o'clock." Fu Xiaoyao said, picking up her chopsticks and starting to eat.

Halfway through the meal, two sets of footsteps came.

She stopped chewing and looked towards the door, only to see Aunt Song leading someone over.

It is a喬木.

"Mr. Lu, the location I gave you yesterday has results." Qiao Mu took out his phone and showed him an address on the screen.

Lu Hanchuan glanced at it, "South Bank suburbs"

"Yes, that's the civilian district. She's been living there for a while now." Qiao Mu pushed his glasses up his nose in response.

Fu Xiaoyao heard this and raised her hand, "Have you found Qi Ya"

"Yes, ma'am." Joe nodded.

Fu Xiaoyao was pleasantly surprised, "I didn't expect her to be in City C all along. I thought I couldn't find her because she wasn't in City C or had gone abroad."

“This is probably the most dangerous place, but also the safest. Qi Ya’s life has always been refined and luxurious, so we never thought she would live in a civilian area in the suburbs. It was because we overlooked this that we couldn’t find her all along.” Qiao Mu said with emotion.

"Do you think Qi Dongming and the others might be there too" Fu Xiaoyao was most concerned about this.

Joe looked at Lu Hanchuan and shook his head, "I don't know about that. I sent people to investigate there, but they didn't find any trace of Qi Dongming and the others."

"So, Qi Dongming didn't meet with Qi Ya" Fu Xiaoyao clenched her fists, feeling a twinge of unwillingness in her heart. edge of his water glass.Fu Xiaoyao squeezed her palms, “Stage What kind of stage”Tang Yi put down his water glass, propped his chin up and looked at her, answering her question with a question of his...