lently as she walked. She was taking in this house where she had once lived.The house had begun to show its age. There was a musty odor in the living room, and the floor was grimy, clearly not having...The person outside did not answer and continued to knock incessantly.
Fu Xiaoyao was awakened by the knock on the door and had a slight headache. After knocking her head, she casually put on some clothes and got out of bed to open the door.
Before she could even call out to see who it was, the door swung open and she was engulfed in a tight embrace.
"My dear, I've missed you so much." Song Yi exclaimed excitedly.
Fu Xiaoyao was dumbfounded, she hurriedly pushed her away and looked at her in disbelief, "Song... Aunt Song"
"It's me, Ma'am," Song smiled and nodded.
Fu Xiaoyao swallowed nervously, still surprised. "How did you get here"
"Mr. brought me here," Song Yi said, pointing to the back.
Fu Xiaoyao saw her action and a bad feeling immediately arose in her heart, "Lu Hanchuan is here too"
"That's right." Auntie Song nodded.
Fu Xiaoyao immediately passed her and looked back.
As expected, a tall figure stood in the distance, gazing at this side with indifference.
Fu Xiaoyao was stunned on the spot, unable to describe her feelings. There was surprise, but mostly shock.
"You..." Fu Xiaoyao opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to begin.
Lu Hanchuan strode over with his long legs, stopping in front of her before he said, "Was it a surprise"
Fu Xiaoyao nodded lightly, "How did you find this place"
She remembered that she hadn't told anyone that she had gone back to her hometown.
No...
Maybe she told Yue Lin! Could he have asked Yue Lin
Lu Hanchuan slightly lowered his head, looking at Fu Xiaoyao whose eyes were flickering with uncertainty. He probably guessed what she was thinking at this moment and lightly opened his thin lips: "I asked Fu Zixuan."
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Lu Hanchuan nodded.
"He... how did he know I was back here" Fu Xiaoyao was puzzled.
Lu Hanchuan didn't hide anything from her, he briefly explained the situation back then.
A flash of understanding crossed Fu Xiaoyao's eyes, "So that's how it is, is there anything you need"
She looked at him.
"Such a wife..."
"Auntie Song!" Lu Hanchuan stopped Auntie Song.
Song Yi immediately fell silent.
Then Lu Hanchuan spoke, "I'm here to take you back."
"Take me back" Fu Xiaoyao frowned.
Lu Hanchuan nodded, "Yes."
"I'm not going back!" Fu Xiaoyao refused directly.
Lu Hanchuan looked at her, "Why don't you go back"
"Haven't I said it countless times already I want a divorce. So why should I go back And where do you want me to go Is the Lu family my home" Fu Xiaoyao asked him.
Lu Hanchuan blurted out without thinking, "The Lu family is your home!"
Fu Xiaoyao's expression froze, "What did you say"
"I said, the Lu family is your home. Do you understand now" Lu Hanchuan repeated.
"Heard clear." Fu Xiaoyao nodded subconsciously.
Lu Hchuan's lips curled into a slight smile. "Since you heard it clearly, then come back with me."
"No!" Fu Xiaoyao refused once again.
This time it was Lu Hanchuan's turn to frown, "Fu Xiaoyao, what do you want"
Fu Xiaoyao was a little unhappy. "What do I want to do Isn't it up to Mr. Lu what he wants to do You don't like me, you're cold to me, and now you want me to go back. So tell me, what do you think of me Why should I do whatever you say"
"Just because I am your husband!" Lu Hanchuan stared at her, word by word.
Fu Xiaoyao sneered, "Husband I still say the same thing, have you ever fulfilled your duties as a husband Do you even know what a husband is"
Lu Hanchuan pursed his lips, “I know, I won’t be like before anymore.”
"What about the future" Fu Xiaoyao scoffed. "There is no future, and I don't want a future with you. I'm afraid that even in the future, my child won't be safe, so Mr. Lu, please leave."
After she finished speaking, she pretended to close the door.
Lu Hanchuan saw this, stretched out a hand and pressed it against the door panel.
He was very strong, Fu Xiaoyao couldn't resist him at all. She tried to close the door for a long time but couldn't get it shut. She became a little angry and said, "Mr. Lu, please let go!"
"Go back with me!" Lu Hanchuan repeated.
Fu Xiaoyao took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in her heart, "I said it, I'm not going back. I just want a divorce. Do you understand Divorce!"
"But I've also told you, I won't divorce, so Fu Xiaoyao, you must come with me!" Lu Hanchuan stared at her.
Both parties were at an impasse, the air thick with tension.
Aunt Song watched on, her head pounding with pain. She couldn't help but stand up and say, "Madam, Sir, please don't argue anymore"
"Am I the one causing trouble He's the one who came over out of the blue and asked me to go back with him. I told him I wasn't going." Fu Xiaoyao turned her head away, mumbling.
Lu Hanchuan frowned and remained silent.
Aunt Song couldn't help but laugh and cry, "There's no need to rush back, we can talk about it later. Madam, could you please let us in We were on the road all night and didn't sleep a wink. We're quite tired now."
"Didn't you sleep all night" Fu Xiaoyao was stunned.
Aunt Song nodded. "Yes, now my husband and I are both a bit tired."
Hearing this, Fu Xiaoyao instinctively looked at Lu Hanchuan's face. Sure enough, she saw a faint fatigue on his cold face, and his under-eye area was also tinged with blackness.
With such dark circles under his eyes, it seems like Aunt Song was right - he really didn't sleep all night.
Thinking about this, Fu Xiaoyao felt a little angry in her heart.
Does he even know what his body is like now
Then drinking with such a heavy whip wound that hasn't healed yet, and now staying up all night without rest, even if his body is strong, he can't hold on!
"Madam..." Seeing Fu Xiaoyao lost in thought, Aunt Song softly called out to her.
Fu Xiaoyao's eyes flashed, she came back to her senses, "You guys came here without making arrangements for accommodation in advance"
Lu Hanchuan's face was cold as he spoke, "You are my wife. Do I need to arrange other accommodation when I come over"
Fu Xiaoyao ignored him.
If he had said that before, she would have been very happy.
Because she felt that he truly treated her as his wife, that's why he would make such domineering declarations of sovereignty.
But now, she only felt ridiculous. If he truly treated her as his wife, how could she have ended up like this
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, my temple is too small to accommodate a big Buddha like you. Besides, we are getting divorced. Living together is inappropriate now. You should go ask your relatives if there are any spare rooms available." Fu Xiaoyao made up her mind and kicked him out.
Lu Hanchuan hadn't expected that even after he came himself, he would be chased away by her. He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart and was about to speak when a loud voice suddenly rang out from behind him, "Xiao Yao girl, these two are..."
Fu Xiaoyao's expression changed slightly when she saw the person coming, and finally settled into a smile. "Grandpa Fu, they are mine..."
"I am her husband." Lu Hanchuan cut her off, addressing the village head.
Seeing this, Aunt Song quickly introduced herself, “I am the housekeeper for Mr. and Mrs.”
"You..." Fu Xiaoyao was stunned.
Aunt Song was bad enough, but she didn't expect Lu Hanzhen to actually admit to people that he was her husband.
Isn't he the one who hates letting people know about your relationship
So what does he mean now
“Oh Husband manager” The village head looked at the two of them in surprise, finally focusing his gaze entirely on Lu Hanchuan.
He was first taken aback by Lu Hanchuan's appearance, then impressed by his aura and the hidden power emanating from him.
He had lived so long, and had never seen such a handsome man. And the man's bearing was extraordinary. In his opinion, this man was no ordinary person!
"Little Yao, is this really your husband" The village head looked at Fu Xiaoyao suspiciously.iaoyao let go of Aunt Song, waved at her, then pulled her suitcase and left the villa without looking back.Besides her own few sets of clothes, she took nothing else out of her trunk.She left everythi...