aoyao clearly saw the determination in Qi Ya's eyes. She pursed her lips and looked away, turning her gaze to the man below. In her heart, she wondered, if he really had to choose, who would he choose...The next day, Fu Xiaoyao woke up with aching all over. There was no sign of Lu Hanchuan beside her.

She was initially disheartened for a while, but then when she saw the mottled red marks on her body, a faint sweetness welled up in her heart.

The last time she was with him, it happened in her sleep. She felt nothing but pain when he took her virginity for the first time.

But last night she truly and deeply felt the joy of being a woman.

But this happiness didn't last long, as his gaze was drawn to the file folder on the bedside table.

What is that

Fu Xiaoyao sat up, pulling the blanket around her as she reached for the file bag.

She first flipped through both sides of the file bag, and after seeing nothing inside, she opened it.

Taking out the contents, Fu Xiaoyao fixed her gaze and her entire expression froze.

This is...

Bone marrow donation

Fu Xiaoyao clutched the bone marrow donation certificate, her grip tightening. The sweetness in her heart dissipated, replaced by a faint melancholy.

"Can't wait," she said with a self-deprecating smile.

Lu Hchuan had said to have her sign today.

To her surprise, he had put it on her bedside table early in the morning, waiting for her to wake up and sign it, as if fearing she would change her mind.

The feeling of not being trusted is really awful!

Fu Xiaoyao looked up at the ceiling, wanting to cry but unable to. She could only sit on the bed, staring blankly at the donation book.

After a while, she smoothed out the crumpled place on the donation form and then leaned over to open the bedside drawer. She took out a pen and, trembling, signed her name.

After signing, she didn't even bother to look at the donation form. She simply fished it out of the file bag and put it back, then took out her phone to send a text message to Lu Hanchuan, telling him that she had already signed it.

Soon, the phone rang, it was Lu Hanchuan calling.

"Hello" Fu Xiaoyao scrambled to answer the call.

"You're awake" Lu Hanchuan's low voice reached her eardrum.

Fu Xiaoyao held her phone in both hands and softly hummed, "I've signed."

"I know, I saw it. Come to the company later and bring the donation book with you." Lu Hanchuan instructed.

"Good." Fu Xiaoyao replied.

For a while, both of them were silent, not knowing what to say.

If it weren't for the faint sound of breathing, Fu Xiaoyao would have thought that the person on the other end of the phone was gone.

She was even more unclear why Lu Hánchuan wouldn't hang up the phone like this, wanting to play silent with her.

"That..." Fu Xiaoyao tentatively opened her mouth.

Lu Hanchuan replied, "What"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask, when will the surgery be"

"Three o'clock tomorrow afternoon." Lu Hanchuan replied to her question, his thin lips slightly parted.

"Alright, I remember that," she said before abruptly ending the call. Fu Xiaoyao felt a lump in her throat.

Tomorrow afternoon at 3 o'clock...

She only agreed to donate bone marrow last night, and he immediately scheduled the surgery time. He really cares about Qi Ya, doesn't he

He has never truly cared for her!

Fu Xiaoyao suppressed the sour feelings in her heart, put her phone and file bag aside, got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom.

After washing up, she changed her clothes and went downstairs.

Aunt Song smiled and greeted her, "Madam, you're up."

"Well, good morning, Auntie Song!" Fu Xiaoyao replied with a smile.

"Good morning, Madam. What would you like for breakfast" asked Auntie Song.

Fu Xiaoyao thought for a moment, "I don't feel like having Western food, I want something light."

"Can I have some millet porridge and steamed buns"

"Okay."

"Alright then, Madam, please wait here a moment, I'll go prepare it right away." Song Yi wiped her hands on her apron and turned back into the kitchen.

Fu Xiaoyao pulled over a chair and sat down, waiting for breakfast while idly playing with her phone. As she played, a webpage news popped up.

She was originally about to paddle past without looking, but she unintentionally caught sight of a name on top and stopped.

Is this Qi Ya you're talking about

Fu Xiaoyao frowned and clicked into the webpage, starting to browse seriously.

The news article mainly says that a domestic ballet company received an invitation from the Lincoln Stage to perform this September. This was originally a happy event for the domestic audience.

But unfortunately, the swan playing the lead role is not from this dance company, but a foreign dancer. Because the company's principal dancer fell ill and has temporarily withdrawn from the stage.

"The lead dancer of the dance troupe is also named Qi Ya, and she's coincidentally sick. Could it really be just one person" Fu Xiaoyao looked at the name "Qi Ya" in the news and muttered to herself.

"What are you talking about, madam What one person" Auntie Song came out with breakfast.

"I'm talking about this," Fu Xiaoyao handed her phone to Song Yi, secretly observing her expression.

If these two Qi Ya are really the same person, Song Yi must have a reaction.

As expected, after reading the news, Song Yi's facial muscles twitched.

Fu Xiaoyao confirmed her suspicions and put away her phone, "Aunt Song, you still won't tell me about Qi Ya and Hanchuan's relationship"

Aunt Song's eyes darted nervously around, but she refused to speak.

"Aunt Song!" Fu Xiaoyao tugged at her hand, "Just tell me, I'm really curious."

Aunt Song was getting a headache from her persistence. “Madam, it’s not that I don’t want to tell you, but the Old Master gave an order back then, forbidding us to mention this person ever again, let alone tell you about it.”

"But Qi Ya is already here. Even if you don't tell me now, I'll find out later anyway. You might as well tell me now." Fu Xiaoyao pouted.

Aunt Song couldn't bear to see her disappointment, so she sighed helplessly, "Alright, I'll tell you. But I can't say too much. I can only tell you that Qi Ya is the master's ex-girlfriend, they were together once."

"Together… " Fu Xiaoyao's lips moved slightly, repeating those words. In her heart, there wasn't much surprise, rather a feeling of "it was as expected."

She had already guessed yesterday that Qi Ya was either Lu Hanchuan's ex-girlfriend or a secret crush.

Otherwise, it's hard to explain why he's so attentive to Qi Ya.

It's true, the most unforgettable ex-girlfriend. He even plotted to obtain her wife's bone marrow for this ex-girlfriend, showing that he still loves Qi Ya in his heart.

Fu Xiaoyao suddenly tightened her chopsticks, a worried expression on her face. She was concerned that Lu Hanchuan would divorce her for Qi Ya and get back together with her

"Madam, are you alright" Song Yi looked at Fu Xiaoyao and asked cautiously.

Fu Xiaoyao shook her head slightly, and suddenly lost her appetite for breakfast.

"Auntie Song, do you think they will rekindle their old flame"

She put down her chopsticks, her eyes somewhat dim.

Aunt Song was taken aback by her question and immediately replied, "No."

"Why" Fu Xiaoyao looked at her.

Auntie Song smiled, "Because the master wouldn't agree. Madam, you don't know, the master dislikes that person from the Qi family so much. Besides, you and your husband are already married."

"Marriage can also be divorced, you know." Fu Xiaoyao's lips curled into a wry smile.

Aunt Song was so frightened that she immediately stopped her, "Madam, you can't talk nonsense like this. What divorce Bah bah bah! The Lu family has never had a case of divorce."

"But I have no confidence." Fu Xiaoyao leaned on the table, her whole body lacking energy. "Aunt Song, you know, Hanchuan doesn't like me. Otherwise, he wouldn't leave me here for three years without a word. But Qi Ya is different. He can stay by her side in the hospital all night, and even..."

"What else" Aunt Song looked at her, feeling a strange unease.swer because he didn't know either.He bent down and picked up the piece of paper at his feet.This is not a check, but a real letter.Lu Hanchuan glanced at it. There were over a hundred characters, and...