enovated.Is it a dreamI felt a sudden pain and started to get angry.When she lifted the blanket, Fu Xiaoyao was immediately frightened!This, what's going on!I was sleeping soundly in my own home, and...Fu Xiaoyao had a nightmare, she dreamed of a man!

"No! Don't leave...Don't go..." she cried out, heartbroken.

His struggling hands passed over the man's cheek, but the next second, they grasped at empty air.

The person who was right in front of me suddenly disappeared, leaving only the throbbing pain.

Fu Xiaoyao suddenly woke up with a jolt. She opened her eyes and saw the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Everything around her was newly renovated.

Is it a dream

I felt a sudden pain and started to get angry.

When she lifted the blanket, Fu Xiaoyao was immediately frightened!

This, what's going on!

I was sleeping soundly in my own home, and then suddenly a man — assaulted me!

"Aunt Song!" Fu Xiaoyao hurried to put on her clothes and ran downstairs, just in time to see the nanny Aunt Song cleaning in the living room.

Aunt Song turned off the vacuum cleaner in her hand and looked at her in surprise, "I'm here, madam, what's wrong with you"

"Did you see any strangers upstairs this morning My room—I think someone got into my room!" Fu Xiaoyao's face was pale, and she trembled uncontrollably at the thought of what happened in her dream.

"Has a stranger entered"

Aunt Song hurriedly put down what she was holding and quickly walked to the front, "Madam, did you see wrong I got up early to prepare breakfast, I didn't notice anything amiss in the house!"

"No! " She was about to cry. "Aunt Song, will you come upstairs with me There's really someone there! That person—"

"Aunt Song, we're running low on tissues at home. Could you pick some up when you have time" A sound of a door closing suddenly came from the wine cabinet area.

Fu Xiaoyao was stunned, recognizing the voice almost instantly!

He turned in shock, caught off guard by the sight of a man in a white shirt walking over from the side room, a bottle of red wine in his hand. He casually straightened his collar, revealing an alluring collarbone.

It seemed as if he hadn't heard what Auntie Song had said. Lu Hanchuan walked over, took a glass, and poured himself a glass of red wine.

"When are you coming back You, how are you here!" Fu Xiaoyao widened her eyes, never expecting to see him at this time!

Counting it up, in these three years, I've only met him twice.

The first time was at a wedding, and the second time is now.

He took a light breath and suddenly remembered that this villa had always been his. It's just that over the past three years, he didn't come back, and slowly forgot about it!

"Oh dear! I forgot to mention that." Aunt Song patted her head, embarrassedly explaining, "Madam, sir only just returned last night. I was just about to tell you."

"Did you come back last night" Fu Xiaoyao was stunned and suddenly realized something. "You came back last night! Then, the person I dreamed of last night—"

Oh my gosh! The person in my dream last night was Lu Hanchuan!

Sleeping groggily, I thought it was a dream. I didn't have the energy to resist, and ended up having sex with him!

"My wife, you told me that a stranger came to our house... this, this wouldn't be about the husband, would it"

Auntie Song, a bit out of the loop, followed up with a question.

"Aunt Song, I was just waking up." Fu Xiaoyao awkwardly turned away, not daring to look at the man's face.

Song Yi asked these questions in front of him, is she tired of living too comfortably

Just as I was thinking about how to brush this matter aside, the steady sound of footsteps approached.

A man's low voice rang out, laced with the raspiness of someone just waking up, "Aunt Song, why don't you go buy some throat lozenges first"

"Okay, sir."

Aunt Song still didn't know the situation, she took off her shawl and went out.

Soon, only the two of them remained in the spacious hall.

Lu Hanchuan lowered his head and looked at the little figure in front of him. Seeing his flickering eyes, he seemed to want to run away. In an instant, his face darkened.

Everything I just said to Aunt Song, he heard it all clearly.

This person apparently forgot about his own existence.tions in front of him, is she tired of living too comfortablyJust as I was thinking about how to brush this matter aside, the steady sound of footsteps approached.A man's low voice rang out, laced wit...