crisis reached its peak. Even though he had said that he wouldn't get back together with Qi Ya, she still couldn't rest assured in her heart. After all, a lifetime is so long, who knows what will hap..."Don't even mention that scoundrel!" Fu Bo suddenly roared.

Fu Xiaoyao's face froze.

Fu Bo clenched his fists, "If it wasn't for this scoundrel, how could the old master... All of this is because of him!"

Fu Xiaoyao lowered her eyelids and said nothing.

Suddenly, Old Master Fu sneered, "In my life, everything has been good. The only bad thing is that this grandson of mine wasn't properly educated. That's why he ended up driving me to death with his antics."

He let out a sarcastic snort and, with trembling steps, shuffled into the emergency room.

Fu Xiaoyao looked at his back, thinking about his words just now, her heart felt only sorrow, sorrow for the old man.

She had to admit, Fu Bo was right.

The old man was driven to this state by Lü Hánchuan.

And all of this could have been avoided. This morning, she had told Lu Hanchuan not to go find Qi Ya and to accompany her grandfather for the surgery first.

But he didn't listen, insisted on finding Qi Ya, and finally even went with Qi Ya....

Thinking about these things, Fu Xiaoyao also felt a surge of hatred and resentment towards Lu Hanchuan in her heart.

Why didn't he listen to her Why did he have to do that with Qi Ya

If it weren't for him, the old man wouldn't have been so stressed and wouldn't have had a sudden heart attack.

The old man was now lying in the intensive care unit, with only his last breath remaining. Yet, he had not returned from the warm embrace of passion with Qi Ya.

How could he possibly make it up to her, how could he possibly make it up to the old man!

"Young mistress," Fu Bo's voice came from the rescue room, interrupting Fu Xiaoyao's thoughts.

Fu Xiaoyao slightly raised her head and sniffed, quickly responding, "I'm here."

"Come in quickly, sir has something to tell you." Fu Bo relayed.

Upon hearing the old man's words, Fu Xiaoyao wasted no time. She dashed into the resuscitation room and arrived at the operating table.

"Grandpa...." Fu Xiaoyao looked at the elderly man on the operating table, her voice choking with emotion once again.

The old man turned his cloudy eyes to her, his mouth opening and closing, emitting some unintelligible sounds.

Fu Xiaoyao looked at Fu Bo in confusion.

Fu Bo sadly told her, "Master has no more strength to speak. Young Madam, come closer, you should be able to hear him."

Upon hearing this, Fu Xiaoyao immediately obeyed and leaned in, bringing her ear close to the old man's face.

"Grandson...grandson..." The old man's weak voice finally reached her ears.

Fu Xiaoyao nodded repeatedly, "I'm here, Grandpa, I'm here!"

"I'm so sorry, granddaughter... For marrying you to such a useless man. I apologize..." The old man chuckled bitterly.

Fu Xiaoyao shook her head again and again, "No, Grandpa didn't do anything wrong to me."

"That's good then... Grandfather has one request to make of you" The old man raised his hand with effort.

Fu Xiaoyao saw this and reached out to take his hand, "Grandpa, you said it, I promise you!"

"Don't...don't divorce Hanchuan..." the old man gasped, "Girl, promise grandpa..."

Fu Xiaoyao never expected that the old man would ask her to agree to this. For a moment, she was stunned.

But then she realized the grandfather's hand in hers was growing colder and colder. She didn't hesitate, nodding heavily, "Yes, I agree..."

"Thank you!" the old man managed to squeeze out a kind smile at her.

After laughing, he looked at the glaring surgical lamp on the ceiling, his voice growing increasingly hollow, "I've lived long enough in my life, I have plenty of power and money, but there are still two regrets that haunt me. One is not seeing you and Kankawa's child being born, and the other is dying without ever seeing Hanling return. It's truly pathetic…"

Tap!

The grandfather's hand slipped from Fu Xiaoyao's palm and fell heavily onto the operating table with a dull thud.

The sound struck Fu Xiaoyao's heart like a hammer. After being stunned for a few seconds, she suddenly realized what had happened and threw herself into her grandfather's arms, crying out in anguish.

Uncle Fu didn't stop her actions, he turned his back to her and silently shed tears.

At this moment, the entire operating room was filled with sorrow.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Xiaoyao fainted from crying and was eventually taken to the ward by a nurse called by Fu Bo.

By the time she woke up, it was afternoon.

She opened her swollen eyes and jolted up from the sickbed, "Grandpa!"

"Madam, the master has passed away." Song Yi's choked sobs rang in my ear.

Fu Xiaoyao turned her head to look, and Auntie Song was sitting by the bedside, her eyes bloodshot as she looked at her.

"Grandpa is gone..." Fu Xiaoyao repeated.

Aunt Song lowered her head and didn't reply.

Fu Xiaoyao clasped her hands tightly together, and after a long while, she finally found her voice. "Where is Grandpa now"

"Uncle Fu is currently being kept in the temporary morgue of the convalescent home, and his arrangements are being made." Aunt Song replied.

"Where's Lu Hanchuan" Fu Xiaoyao asked coldly.

Aunt Song sighed, "Mr. hasn't been found yet. I called him, but his phone is off."

"Then go hit Qiao Mu, if you can't get through to Qiao Mu, just send dozens of people to the civilian district and drag him back from Qi Ya's bed!" Fu Xiaoyao said with hatred in her eyes.

She couldn't forgive Lu Hanchuan!

I can't forgive him either!

Because of him, the old man died suddenly!

"Madam, are you really going to do this" Aunt Song was surprised by Fu Xiaoyao's words.

Fu Xiaoyao didn't feel that her arrangement was wrong. She replied with a cold face: "Why not do this He is the grandfather's grandson, and now that the grandfather has passed away, shouldn't he appear"

"I understand, I'll contact Joe right away." Aunt Song said, taking out her phone.

Fu Xiaoyao threw off the covers and got out of bed, "I'm going to see grandpa."

Having finished speaking, she ignored Song Yi's objections and walked towards the mortuary.

By the time the old man returned, it was already dark.

In the afternoon, Song Yi successfully contacted Qiao Mu. Only then did Qiao Mu realize that something major had happened and had already gone to look for Lu Hanchuan.

I just don't know why, after all this time, Lu Hanchuan still hasn't come over.

Fu Xiaoyao didn't ask Song Yi to urge him either. She seemed to have forgotten about Lu Hanchuan as if he never existed.

"Young Madam." Fu Bo walked into the ward with a weary face.

Fu Xiaoyao looked at him, "Fu Bo, are the arrangements for grandpa's funeral complete"

Fu Bo nodded. "We'll cremate him tomorrow, and discuss the funeral arrangements when the young master returns. As for the old master's belongings..."

At this, he cast a mournful glance around the ward, "I'll just ask Madam Young to tidy up a bit, and I'll have someone send it to the old house later."

"Okay." Fu Xiaoyao replied.

Uncle Fu didn't stay long, and turned around to leave again.

The old man passed away, and Lu Hanchuan was not there. He still had a lot to deal with, especially the collateral relatives of the Lu family, he had to inform them.

"Madam." At that moment, Aunt Song came in from outside.

"What's wrong" Fu Xiaoyao pulled out two suitcases from under the hospital bed and opened them.

Auntie Song hesitated for a few seconds before speaking, "Mr. has news, Qiao Mu just called and said he's already on his way here."

Upon hearing this, Fu Xiaoyao paused in her straightening of the old man's clothes, but quickly resumed as if nothing had happened. "I understand," she said calmly.

Aunt Song only said that, and offered no further explanation. Suddenly, she didn't know what to say and walked over to help her tidy up her grandfather's belongings.

When the belongings were finally packed away, a flurry of hurried footsteps could be heard outside the ward.

The footsteps grew louder as they approached, finally stopping just outside the hospital room door.

Slap!

The ward door was pushed open with a heavy thud, slamming against the wall and shaking it.

Song Yi was startled by the sudden commotion, but Fu Xiaoyao did not. She simply raised her head and looked at the doorway with cold indifference.

Lu Hanchuan walked in from outside, Qiao Mu followed behind him. Both of them had solemn expressions on their faces.

After Lu Hanchuan entered, he first glanced at the bed. Seeing that the old figure was absent from the empty bed, a hint of alarm, something he had never experienced before, finally rose in his usual deep pupils.

"Where's Grandpa" he asked Fu Xiaoyao.to me, but I only believe their conversation in the office was fake. They were trying to find out where Qi Dongming was hiding! But I don't believe their embrace in the hallway!"Although Lu Hankan sai...