en last night's normal conjugal act was mistaken by her as a burglar taking advantage of the situation and assaulting the female owner.He darkened his face, set down his glass, showing no interest in...Lu Hanchuan was stunned.

He wanted to say that he was different from her, but when the words reached his lips, he couldn't bring himself to say them.

Fu Xiaoyao gently lifted her eyelid and, seeing his expression, probably guessed what he was thinking. She coldly mocked: "Mr. Lu, you're a scoundrel who doesn't know it. You must be like that."

Ironically, she still loves this man who is completely terrible to her.

It's just that she loves him, but she can no longer love him with the same openness as before.

Otherwise, she would be sorry for the child who was only two months old and gone.

Lu Hanchuan had never heard anyone call him a jerk before, and especially not from Fu Xiaoyao's mouth.

He of course knew what trash meant.

But he had never imagined that one day he would also be classified as scum.

Is he a jerk

Lu Hanchuan pursed his thin lips and thought carefully. Combining what Aunt Song and Tang Yi said, he seemed to be a bit of a scumbag...

Thinking about this, Lu Hanchuan's face took on a subtle expression. After that, he maintained this expression and didn't say another word.

He didn't speak, and Fu Xiaoyao naturally wouldn't open her mouth either.

The two of them returned to the villa in silence.

Song Yi saw Fu Xiao Yao and Lu Han Chuan enter one after the other, ignoring each other. She sighed inwardly.

It's truly a tragedy! They were once the closest of couples, but now they act like complete strangers.

"Mr. and Mrs., you're back. What would you like to eat for dinner" Auntie Song broke the tense silence.

Fu Xiaoyao shook her head. "Aunt Song, I won't have dinner. I ate before I came back. I'm a little tired, so I'll go up to rest first."

With that, she went straight upstairs.

Aunt Song was helpless and had no choice but to ask Lu Hankan again.

Lu Hanchuan looked at the stairs inexplicably, without answering.

Auntie Song rolled her eyes and simply stopped asking, returning to the kitchen to prepare things herself.

But when she had finished preparing the dinner, there was no one to eat it.

There was no other way, Auntie Song could only go upstairs one by one to invite them.

Then, Lu Hanchuan invited Fu Xiaoyao again, but the two seemed to have made an agreement, tacitly saying they had no appetite.

Lu Hanchuan had no appetite. Aunt Song didn't persuade him or inquire about him, but here with Fu Xiaoyao, Aunt Song was very worried.

"Madam, you should at least eat something. Even if you've had dinner, it's been two or three hours now. If you don't eat, you'll be hungry at night, and your body needs to be properly taken care of. How can you do that without eating" Auntie Song knocked on the door and persuaded her.

Fu Xiaoyao sat on the bed, looking at the divorce agreement she had brought back, and answered like this, "Really don't need Auntie Song, I'm not hungry, and I can't eat. Don't persuade me anymore."

But...

"Alright, Auntie Song, that's it!" Fu Xiaoyao interrupted her.

Aunt Song had no choice but to give up and go downstairs.

Fu Xiaoyao let out a soft sigh, a sudden wave of reluctance washing over her. She felt reluctant to leave Aunt Song, the old man, and this villa filled with memories of her joys, sorrows, and laughter.

But even if it hurts, what's the point This isn't her home; she's destined to leave.

Previously, she had always considered this place as her home, her sanctuary. But now she realized that it was merely a temporary inn where she resided.

Thinking of this, Fu Xiaoyao endured the urge to cry. She spread out the divorce agreement and then reached into the drawer to take out a fountain pen. On the agreement, under the "woman's signature" section, she signed her name.

The process of signing wasn't easy, her hands were trembling so badly that the signature turned out to be anything but beautiful. It was crooked and squiggly, like something a worm had drawn.

After signing, she put the agreement back into the file bag, along with the pen, and put it in a drawer and locked it. This way, Lu Hanchuan wouldn't find it.

She plans to wait until it's time to leave before taking out the agreement for him to sign. She's afraid if she takes it out now, he won't sign and might even tear it up.

After carefully putting the drawer key away, Fu Xiaoyao rubbed her cheeks and picked up the phone on her bedside table. She dialed a number and said, “Grandpa.”

"It's Xiaoyao, isn't it What brings you to call your old grandpa at this hour"

Fu Xiaoyao pinched her palm, trying to make her voice sound like when she usually spoke with her grandfather, "Grandpa, there's something I want to tell you in person. Can I come to the old house tomorrow"

At this time, telling the grandfather about getting a divorce from Lu Hanchuan would be like courting death. He might just fly over here and kill me.

At her age, she can't be left to wander around everywhere.

"Why do you have to say these things to my face Couldn't you say it over the phone" The old man's face turned serious.

Generally speaking, things that need to be discussed in person are obviously major events.

Fu Xiaoyao lowered her eyelids, concealing the sadness in her eyes, and replied, "Well, it's not clear on the phone. It's better to say it face-to-face."

"Well then, come over. Let Hanchuan bring you here. You two can keep me company for a meal." The old man agreed.

Fu Xiaoyao felt a bit embarrassed and stammered, "This probably won't work, Han...Hanchuan has something to do at the company tomorrow, only I can come."

"Well then, let's eat together next time." The old man sighed regretfully.

Fu Xiaoyao silently apologized to the old man in her heart, "Okay, then Grandpa, get some rest."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Xiaoyao felt as if all her energy had been drained. She slumped onto the bed listlessly, staring at the ceiling with red-rimmed eyes. Tears slowly rolled down her cheeks.

She finally took the step!

She was finally going to tell her grandfather about the divorce!

At this moment, Fu Xiaoyao was crying and laughing at the same time. She cried because she was about to get divorced, but she also laughed because she was about to get divorced.

When Lu Hanchuan came in after finishing work, he saw her like this. He instinctively stopped his steps and stood at the door, staring at her.

If it had been in the past, he would have definitely said, "Fu Xiaoyao, are you crazy" But now, seeing him like this, he felt a little uncomfortable too, and naturally couldn't say those words.

Finally, when Fu Xiaoyao cried herself to sleep, Lu Hanzchuan moved his somewhat stiff legs toward the bedside.

He lowered his head slightly, looking at her with a hint of confusion and unease in his eyes.

For some reason, though she was right there, within reach, he inexplicably felt a vast distance between them. A distance so great that it began to panic him.

"Fu Xiaoyao!" Lu Hchuan woke up and quickly called out to Fu Xiaoyao.

Fu Xiaoyao curled up her body, still unconscious.

But her movement calmed the turmoil in Lu Hanchuan's heart.

He was just acting crazy, clearly she was still there, but he felt like she was going to disappear the next second.

Lu Hanchuan tiredly pinched the bridge of his nose, it seemed like he hadn't slept well these past few days, even hallucinating.

Quickly adjusting his mindset, Lu Hanchuan reached out to wipe away the tears still welling up in Fu Xiaoyao's eyes. He then went to the bathroom and got a hot towel, gently wiping away the traces of her tears on her face. After finishing all this, he quietly left the room, as if he had never entered at all.

And all of this, Fu Xiaoyao was unaware of.

When she woke up, it was already the next morning. She washed up and went downstairs, ate a quick breakfast, and then set off for the old house.

Perhaps she arrived too early, the old man was still eating breakfast. Seeing her, he beckoned her to join him.

Fu Xiaoyao naturally dared not disobey her grandfather's request, so she had to obediently sit down and eat a little more.

After the meal, the old man took her to his study and said, "Come on, what's the matter you want from me"nce you won't tell me, I'll analyze it myself. First, you lack an exceptional family background or outstanding appearance and talent. Plus, you have three relatives who could easily hold you back at a...