ngyi, unless they are fools, how could they possibly not guess such an obvious hint. 。“You guessed it, too bad there's no reward!” Tang Yi teased, extending his hand toward Fu Xiaoyao, “Let me reintro...Qiao Mu nodded uncertainly, "It should be."

"How could this be!" Fu Xiaoyao pouted her lips.

Finally finding Qi Ya's whereabouts, but being unable to locate Qi Dongming, is like fishing with a long line, catching only a small fish while the big one got away.

This taste is truly unpleasant.

Seeing Fu Xiaoyao's displeasure, Lu Hanzhan pursed his thin lips and stood up. "It's not difficult to find Qi Dongming. Just start with Qi Ya directly. I'll go there myself."

"What" Fu Xiaoyao also got up, "Are you going to find Qi Ya yourself"

Lu Hanchuan simply nodded in response.

Fu Xiaoyao was a little against it, "Just have someone bring Qi Ya over, why do you have to go there yourself Don't forget, today is grandpa's surgery day."

"Since Qi Ya was taken from under my nose to the suburbs by Qi Dongming and his men, do you think it's likely that my people could bring her back" Lu Hanchuan glared at her.

Fu Xiaoyao was still somewhat opposed, “Since you think it's unlikely that someone would bring Qi Ya here, then it means there are people from Qi Dongming on Qi Ya’s side in the shadows. Wouldn't it be very dangerous if you went”

“I’ll bring bodyguards.” Lu Hánchuan said.

Fu Xiaoyao now didn't know what excuse to give, to persuade him to give up on going to find Qi Ya. After all, she even brought out the old man, and he still insisted on going.

"I understand, but you still have to be careful." Fu Xiaoyao reluctantly twitched the corner of her mouth, instructing with concern.

Lu Hanchuan hummed in response, "I know. You go to Grandpa's side first, I'll hurry back before his surgery."

"Good." Fu Xiaoyao nodded.

Lu Hanchuan left, and in the large restaurant, only she and Aunt Song remained.

She looked at Lu Hankan's unfinished breakfast and sighed helplessly, "I hope he can successfully find out Qi Dongming's whereabouts this time."

"Believe in Mr. Fu, he won't let us down," Aunt Song patted Fu Xiaoyao on the shoulder, smiling comfortingly.

Fu Xiaoyao softly hummed, "I hope so. Alright, Auntie Song, let's go to the sanatorium."

"But you haven't finished your breakfast yet." Aunt Song pointed at her plate of breakfast.

Fu Xiaoyao shook her head. "No appetite, let's go."

As she spoke, she had already left the restaurant.

Aunt Song smiled wryly, "Really, I can't finish even one or two of them, it made me work so hard for nothing."

When I arrived at the sanatorium, it was exactly nine o'clock.

The old man had woken up and was leaning against the bed, his face full of displeasure.

Fu Xiaoyao walked over and held the grandfather's hand, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you"

The old man hummed, but didn't answer.

Fu Xiaoyao had no choice but to look at Fu Bo, who was beside her, and inquire about the old man's condition with her eyes.

Uncle Fu had a wry smile on his face. "The doctor just came and specifically told me that Grandpa couldn't eat anything before the surgery. His stomach is rumbling, he wants to eat something, but I didn't give it to him, so he's throwing a tantrum."

"So that's how it is." Fu Xiaoyao also smiled, "Grandpa, the doctor said you can't eat anything, why are you still arguing with Uncle Fu"

"Humph!" the old man turned his head away, refusing to speak.

Fu Xiaoyao saw the situation and exchanged glances with Fu Bo. Both of them saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

The grandfather's temper is really becoming more and more like a child's.

"By the way, Mrs. Young Master, won't the Young Master be coming" Fu Bo changed the subject, no longer talking about food, lest the old master would become more and more concerned later.

Fu Xiaoyao also understood Fu Bo's thoughts and followed his words, "He will come over, but he has something to do now and should be a little later."

She didn't mention why Lu Hanchuan would be late, the main purpose was to prevent the grandfather from hearing the words "Qi Ya" or "Qi Family".

To avoid sullying the old man's ears and making him even angrier.

"Well then, that works. Madam Young, please stay with Master Fu while I go ask the doctor about the surgical precautions." Fu Bo glanced at his watch and said to Fu Xiaoyao.

Fu Xiaoyao responded, "Okay, Uncle Fu, you go. I'm here with Grandpa."

"Then I'll leave it to the young mistress." After smiling at her, Fu Bo walked out of the ward.

The door to the ward closed again, Fu Xiaoyao pulled over a chair and sat beside the bed, chatting with her grandfather.

The old man was very talkative. He took her hand and chatted with her about everything under the sun.

As they chatted, time flew by. It was almost ten o'clock, but Fu Bo hadn't returned and Lu Hanchuan hadn't come over either. Fu Xiaoyao started to get worried.

"Grandpa, shall I give Hanchuan a call" Fu Xiaoyao said to the old man as she took out her phone.

In another ten minutes, the old man will be sent into the operating room. She didn't want Lu Hanchuan to miss his grandfather's surgery.

The old man also hoped that all his family members would be with him during his surgery, so he agreed to Fu Xiaoyao's words and nodded: "Go ahead!"

"Well, I'll call him right now." Fu Xiaoyao replied and dialed Lu Hanzchuan's number.

The phone was answered quickly, and she hurriedly asked into the receiver, “Kanzawa, where are you now Grandpa's surgery is about to begin. Have you made it...”

"He's not coming back." A sultry female voice suddenly cut off Fu Xiaoyao's words on the phone.

Fu Xiaoyao was stunned for a second, then frowned and said in a deep voice, "Are you Qi Ya"

"Oh, you still remember me" Qi Ya giggled.

Fu Xiaoyao glanced at the old man, her lips pressed tight. "How is Hanchuan's phone with you And what do you mean when you said he can't come back"

For some reason, she felt a sense of unease in her heart.

On the phone, Qi Ya looked at the unconscious man on the bed, a smirk playing on her lips. "So you're saying that Han Chuan is exhausted and asleep right now, so his phone is with me As for the old man's surgery, I think it doesn't matter if Han Chuan doesn't come back, does it"

Fu Xiaoyao heard this, anger welled up in her heart, and at the same time, her uneasiness was amplified.

"What do you mean by sleeping from exhaustion, Qi Ya Did you do something to Hanchuan" she asked sharply.

The old man also squinted his eyes and stared intently at the phone in her hand.

Qi Ya covered her lips and smiled triumphantly, "What could I possibly do to Han Chuan As a weak woman, where could I stand against a man like him You should ask what Han Chuan has done to me."

The meaning of this sentence is already so obvious, where would Fu Xiaoyao not understand it.

Because she understood, it seemed absurd to her.

"Impossible!" Fu Xiaoyao suddenly stood up from her chair, her face changing rapidly between disbelief and panic. "What could Hanchuan possibly do to you Don't talk nonsense!"

She raised her voice, as if comforting herself that what she was hearing was not true.

However, her hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

Thus, her heart was not actually at peace at this moment.

So even though she tried her best to hide it, Qi Ya still noticed. Therefore, she laughed even more wildly, "You don't believe me Of course, after all, seeing is believing, right I'll send you a photo in a bit, and you'll believe me. You don't know, Hanchuan is quite fierce. He kept pestering me, so now my back aches."

After saying those tantalizing words, Qi Ya hung up the phone.

Fu Xiaoyao gripped her phone tightly, her heart aching with pain, her eyes welling up.

Lu Hanchuan actually... with Qi Ya...

No, that's absolutely impossible!

She didn't believe Lu Hanchuan would be with Qi Ya, but she had to admit that Qi Ya's words had affected her. Her mind couldn't help but wander and imagine the scene.

“Young lady.” The old man saw that Fu Xiaoyao was emotionally unstable, and reached out to hold her trembling hand. “Is Hanchuan with that woman from the surname Qi”ft little Yao with Mr. and Mrs. Fu, her grandparents, but Mr. and Mrs. Fu treated little Yao very well.At this point, the aunt sighed, “It’s a pity, Old Fu and his wife died early. After that, little...