w her phone down and curled up on the sofa, hugging her knees to her chest and burying her head in them, sobbing softly.After an unknown amount of time, footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by...When the old man heard her ask that, he immediately scowled and put on an act of still being angry with her, without answering.

Fu Xiaoyao timidly touched the back of her neck and didn't dare to ask any more.

"Alright, what are you doing just standing there Come help me old man!" The grandfather glared at her with exasperation.

"Okay, here I come." Fu Xiaoyao didn't hesitate and quickly went over to help the old man into the dining room.

They had just arrived when Lu Hanchuan also came.

The old man knocked on the table, "Xiao Song ah, bring out the dishes."

"Yes, Master." Song Yi wiped her hands on her apron and went to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

Fu Xiaoyao thought for a moment, and also got up to help.

But before she could even take a step, the old man barked at her, "Stop right there! What are you doing"

Fu Xiaoyao stopped in her tracks, "I'll go help Aunt Song."

"Don't go, just sit here nicely." The old man tapped her chair leg with his cane.

Fu Xiaoyao dared not disobey, obediently returned to her seat.

The old man's face brightened. "That's right! As the young mistress of our Lu family, your responsibility isn't to do these things. You should learn how to socialize and blend in with those upper-class ladies. Learning these skills could even bring unexpected benefits to Hanchuan and the Lu family."

Fu Xiaoyao knew that the old man was giving her advice on how to be Lu Hanchuan's wife. She was deeply grateful and listened very attentively.

"I understand, Grandpa. Thank you." She stood up and bowed to the old man.

The old man raised his hand feebly, “Sit down, sit down.”

"Mm." Fu Xiaoyao obediently sat down.

Luchuan, who had remained silent until now, put down his coffee and suddenly let out a sneer. "Grandfather, what use is teaching her these things She's been married into the Lu family for three years and hasn't made any progress at all. She's still just as petty."

That's why he never looked down on her.

He received an elite education from a young age, and the environment he was in and the people he met were all sophisticated and elegant.

His ideal wife should have been like that, so he never thought he would marry an ordinary woman with no advantages. This huge gap is also one of the reasons why he couldn't stand her directly.

Fu Xiaoyao had initially been pleasantly surprised by her grandfather's advice, but now, hearing Lu Hanchuan's sarcastic words, she felt deeply hurt. A wave of inferiority washed over her, making her feel choked and uncomfortable.

"It's not that I don't want to improve, it's just that no one has taught me these things." Fu Xiaoyao tightened her grip on the chopsticks.

"Nobody taught you" the old man narrowed his eyes, not quite believing her. "I remember back then, I didn't hire a etiquette teacher for you specifically to teach you all sorts of etiquette and introduce you to those wealthy young ladies"

Fu Xiaoyao secretly glanced at Lu Hanchuan, "There was a etiquette teacher, but he only taught me for a few days before he left."

She still remembered that the etiquette teacher had left after taking a phone call.

She was there at the time, though she didn't hear the content of the phone call, she did hear the voice on the other end, it was Qiao Mu!

So, it goes without saying who really led to the etiquette teacher's departure.

Fu Xiaoyao's glance at Lu Hanchuan fell into the old man's eyes.

The old man's face darkened, "Han Chuan, was this you"

Lu Hanchuan's eyes moved slightly, a memory he had long forgotten suddenly surfaced.

That was three years ago, when he had just married Fu Xiaoyao. The old man had arranged a etiquette teacher for Fu Xiaoyao, wanting to mold her into a qualified mistress of the Lu family.

At that time, he was very unhappy with this marriage and believed he would definitely not be able to control himself and divorce her. Therefore, he felt there was no need to nurture her, so he asked Qiao Mu to send the etiquette teacher away, and then he stopped paying attention to her, gradually forgetting about her.

It had been three years since he'd forgotten her. If it hadn't been for Xiao Ya's sudden return and the need for a suitable bone marrow, he might never have remembered this wife he'd left behind.

Recalling this, Lu Hanchuan lowered his eyelids, concealing the complexity in his eyes, and admitted, “It was me.”

"You rascal!" The old man was furious. He pointed at him with trembling hands, "I never expected you to be so hypocritical! I've never interfered in your married life, but now I find out you've done this!"

Lu Hanchuan knew he was in the wrong, tightened his thin lips and remained silent.

Fu Xiaoyao rarely saw him like this, and for a moment she even found it somewhat novel.

"Lu Hanchuan, tell me honestly, have you done anything to Xiaoyao in the past three years" The old man stared intently at Lu Hanchuan's eyes.

Luhánchuan's face changed, "No!"

He hadn't touched her or seen her, and he hadn't done anything else.

"Is that so" the old man still seemed doubtful.

Fu Xiaoyao didn't want this topic to continue. She quickly grabbed her grandfather's hand, "Grandpa, Hanchuan really hasn't done anything to me, don't worry, come on, let's have dinner."

After finishing her words, she placed a piece of braised pork into her grandfather's dish.

The old man chuckled, "Alright, since the girl spoke up for you, I won't bother."

He glared at Lu Hanchuan.

Lu Hanchuan acted as if he hadn't seen it, slowly sipping the soup in his bowl with a spoon.

And just like that, the meal was over.

The old man didn't stay. After the meal, he returned to the old house with Fu Bo.

Aunt Song washed the dishes and came out, "Mr. and Mrs., you should go back to your room and rest."

If you don't go back soon, the medicine will start to take effect.

However, Lu Hanchuan picked up the coat from the back of the sofa and was about to go out. “I’m going to the hospital tonight and won’t be back.”

Fu Xiaoyao was watching TV. Hearing this, her eyes dimmed instantly, "Are you going to accompany Miss Qi Yaya"

She forced a smile and looked at him.

"Today is the day her dance troupe is performing on the Lincoln stage. I'm worried Xia will be sad, maybe go comfort her." Lu Hanchuan replied faintly.

Auntie Song frantically grabbed her apron, “No, Sir, you can’t go!”

Fu Xiaoyao and Lu Hanzhen both looked at her.

"Aunt Song, what's wrong" Fu Xiaoyao asked in surprise.

Lu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes, "Why can't I go!"

Aunt Song knew she definitely couldn't say anything about the medicine; otherwise, all her previous efforts would be wasted.

Then her eyes rolled, she quickly found an excuse, "Because it's already very late, and the master just left, Mr., how can you abandon your wife to accompany other women"

If Mr. Wan experiences a drug reaction at the hospital and something happens with Qi Ya, it's over!

So she must stop her husband from going out.

“I went to the hospital to accompany Xiaoya, but that’s not my only purpose. I also have some things to tell her.” Lu Hanchuan said as he put on his coat.

Fu Xiaoyao tugged at the corner of her mouth. "May I ask what's going on"

Lu Hanchuan pursed his lips and did not answer.

Fu Xiaoyao understood, he didn't want to tell her.

"Well then, you should go." Fu Xiaoyao gave a strained smile.

"Madam" Aunt Song stared at her in astonishment.

Fu Xiaoyao ignored Song Yi, only saying to Lu Hanchuan: "Go ahead, don't keep Miss Qi Yajiao waiting."

"Don't you want to keep me" Lu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes.

"Holding back" Fu Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, then shook her head with a wry smile. "Would you stay if I begged you to"

She didn't wait for Lu Hanchuan to speak, and answered the following words on her own, "You won't, so I might as well let go and let you go."

"Well, you're certainly generous!" Lu Hanchuan snorted coldly, a hint of anger in his eyes.

Even if you try to keep him, he won't stay. What if he really did stay

She just rejected him without even giving him a chance to explain. This woman really doesn't care about him at all!

Thinking of this, Lu Hanchuan coldly glanced at Fu Xiaoyao and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Auntie Song called out to him!d up the remote on the coffee table, turned on the TV, wanting to find a program to watch. 。The result channel kept changing, and suddenly he saw Qi Ya. She stopped, put down the remote control, and s...