has said so, then I shall obey. "Qi Ya nodded, her gaze immediately falling on the suitcase beside Fu Xiaoyao, "Miss Fu, what is this...""I'm being discharged." Fu Xiaoyao patted her suitcase.When it..."Just keep sleeping. I have something to take care of." 。Lu Hchuan tied his tie while calmly replying, 。Fu Xiaoyao completely sobered up, "Where are we going" Lu Hanchuan didn't answer, glanced at her, then turned and walked away. 。The door was gently closed, and the room fell silent in an instant. Only Fu Xiaoyao was left inside. 。She hugged the blanket and curled up in bed. Although she was warm under the covers, she still felt cold. 。It's not that I'm cold physically, but my heart is cold. 。She glanced at the phone on her bedside table, it was just before four in the morning. 。Why is he leaving at this time This seems to be the first time he's left in the middle of the night without warning since he moved back. 。Fu Xiaoyao rested her chin on her knees, thinking hard for a while but couldn't figure it out. 。At this time, there was a knock at the door. 。Fu Xiaoyao thought it was Lu Hanzhen back again, quickly jumped out of bed, and ran over without even putting on her shoes. 。Then she opened the door and all of her surprise froze on her face. 。"Aunt Song, how did you get here" Fu Xiaoyao shifted her body to let Aunt Song in. 。After Song Yi entered, she looked around the room, “Madam, did you have a fight with your husband” “No, why do you ask that” “I heard Mr. left by car, I thought you two had a fight so he left, so I came up to take a look at you” 。Aunt Song explained 。Fu Xiaoyao suddenly realized and said, "Oh, so that's how it is. But we really didn't have a fight" 。“ “ How did the gentleman... ” “ I don't know. I woke up when I heard him getting dressed, and then he said he had something to do and went out.” 。"Fu Xiaoyao replied shyly." 。Aunt Song frowned, "Didn't Mr. [Surname] say why he went out" "I asked him, but he didn't say..." 。Fu Xiaoyao shook her head, her eyes somewhat dim. 。"Mrs. Song seemed a little angry, "This gentleman is really something else, going out in the middle of the night without even a reason. Doesn't he know that his wife will worry" "I'm used to it..." 。Fu Xiaoyao gave a wry smile. 。"Don't worry, Madam. Why don't I give Master a call" "No need, if he didn't answer me at the beginning, it means he doesn't want to say anything. Asking won't help. That's alright, Auntie Song. You should go back and rest. I also want to sleep for a while." 。Fu Xiaoyao rubbed her eyes. 。 Aunt Song nodded, “Alright then, madam, you continue to sleep. I’ll go down.” 。"

Good 。Fu Xiaoyao sent her to the door and waited for her to leave before closing the door again. 。She had just said she wanted to sleep for a while, but when she really lay back in bed, she didn't feel sleepy at all. 。She couldn't shake the feeling of unease about Lu Hanchuan leaving tonight. It left a bitter taste in her heart. 。That night, Fu Xiaoyao hardly slept. She just sat at the head of her bed, staring into space, until dawn was about to break. Then she slept for a while, and when she woke up, it was almost nine o'clock. 。She hurriedly got up, washed, and went downstairs to go to work, still muttering in her mouth, "It's over, it's over, I'm going to be late, I'm going to be late..." Aunt Song smiled and covered her lips, "Madam don't worry, I have asked for leave for you, you don't have to go to work today" 。"A leave of absence" Fu Xiaoyao's movement of putting on her shoes came to a halt. 。Aunt Song nodded, "Yes, I saw that after Mr. left last night, the light in your room stayed on. I figured you didn't sleep well, so I wanted you to sleep a bit more. That's why I called Qiao Mu to ask for leave for you." 。" So, Aunt Song, what excuse did you use for your leave " 。"Fu Xiaoyao nervously asked" 。Please don't let it be that she's pregnant. 。Aunt Song saw Fu Xiaoyao's worry and smiled, saying, "Don't worry, Madam, I know what to do. I just told Qiao Mu that you are not feeling well, and he agreed to help you take a leave of absence." 。"He believed it" Fu Xiaoyao twitched the corner of her mouth. "Feeling unwell" If she remembered correctly, Yu Lin also used this excuse when she had a birthday. 。Now using this excuse, a normal person obviously wouldn't believe it. 。Aunt Song thought about Qiao Mu's tone at the time, "He probably believed it, but even if he didn't believe it, it doesn't matter. You are the wife of the master and his direct superior. He has to believe it." 。"At the company, he's my boss." 。As Lu Hanchuan's personal assistant, Qiao Mu managed almost the entire secretary team. 。Therefore, Qiao Mu is his superior. 。Aunt Song wasn't impressed. "So what Even if he's your boss, at work he still has to consider you" 。"Well, Aunt Song, I'm not going to talk to you anymore. Is there breakfast" Fu Xiaoyao touched her stomach, "I'm a little hungry." 。"Yes, yes, yes, I've always saved a place for you. Just put your bag down." 。"Aunt Song took off the bag from her shoulder." 。Fu Xiaoyao passed the bag to him, then followed Auntie Song to the restaurant. 。After breakfast, she stretched a bit and gave her stomach some time to digest before starting to review the etiquette she had learned yesterday. 。She promised Lu Hanzchuan that she would learn these as soon as possible. She couldn't break her promise. 。But Song Yi was very worried about her. Seeing her review both sides, she couldn't help but say, "Madam, take a break first, won't it be tiring to do so many times in a row" "I am tired, but I have to make the most of my time. I still have a lot to learn. Next month, Hanchuan is going to take me to a charity gala, and I can't embarrass him." 。"Fu Xiaoyao panted." 。"A charity gala" Aunt Song was taken aback, "I didn't know about it. Did your husband say he was taking you" 。Fu Xiaoyao smiled. 。Aunt Song smiled, “That’s great, it seems Mr. Li has come to his senses, he’s ready to introduce you to the circle, isn’t he” 。"I thought the same thing, and I asked him, and he admitted it. " 。"Fu Xiaoyao touched the jade pendant on her neck and smiled sweetly." 。She was originally going to take the jade pendant off and keep it safe. 。But after she came back, she felt a little reluctant. 。This jade pendant symbolizes not only Lu Hanchuan's wife's identity, but also the fact that he put it on her with his own hands. That's why she was even more reluctant to take it off and has worn it until now. Besides, it's hidden under her clothes, so no one can see it anyway. 。"That's right, madam. It seems you have weathered the storm and seen the moon." 。Aunt Song was genuinely happy for Fu Xiaoyao. 。Fu Xiaoyao was happy to return, but there was still a small knot in her heart. 。“Aunt Song, don’t you think I’m being too greedy” she asked softly. 。

Song Yi asked suspiciously, "How so"

Fu Xiaoyao bit her lower lip, "Because I haven't earned his wife's position yet, and I still want his heart. Although I am happy that he acknowledges me as his wife, I feel it's not enough. I really hope he accepts me as his wife not because he married me, but because he loves me>>> 。Aunt Song listened to her words and felt a little sympathy, "No, Madam, you're not greedy. These things should have been yours all along." 。"But I'm afraid Hanchuan will think I'm too greedy, after all..." 。"Aunt Song grasped her hand, “I know you’re worried, Madam, but don’t overthink it. That Qi Ya is already in the past. I believe that one day Mr. will see how good you are to him.” 。"I hope so." 。"Fu Xiaoyao tugged at the corner of her mouth, managed a strained smile, then pulled her hand out of Song Yi's grasp, "Auntie Song, I'm going back to my room first." 。"Go to sleep for a while, I'll call you when dinner is ready. " 。" "Yeah" 。Fu Xiaoyao nodded and went upstairs. 。She had just pulled the covers back and lay down again when her phone on the bedside table suddenly buzzed. 。She picked it up and glanced at it, her eyebrows furrowing. "How is it her again" model.""A model...ah...Qi Ya, she probably wouldn't be happy about this," Fu Xiaoyao mused, her lips pursed.He had already deeply realized how strong Qi Ya's possessive desire was.Even if she didn't...