"It looks like you ate something you shouldn't eat, and you've ruined your stomach?" Fu Xiaoyao murmured with a wry smile, brushing her sweat-soaked hair behind her ears, then turned on the faucet and connected it for two hours. He rinsed his mouth with water to wash away the sour taste in his mouth, then wiped his hands and left the bathroom.

This vomit almost killed her half. At this moment, her legs were weak, and she staggered back to the room, fell directly on the bed, grabbed the quilt, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Even when the phone rang while she was asleep, she didn't feel it. It wasn't until the next day that she was woken up by the knock on the door.

"Aunt Song?" Fu Xiaoyao opened the door and saw the kind old man standing outside the door. For a moment, she thought she had misread it. After rubbing her eyes, the old man was still there, and she suddenly realized that it was really Aunt Song. , not her hallucination.

"Good morning, madam." Aunt Song smiled at her with an apron tied on her face.

Fu Xiaoyao quickly returned a smile, "Morning, Aunt Song, why are you here?"

"Mister asked me to come here to help you pack your luggage. I called you in advance last night, but you didn't answer, so I had no choice but to come here early this morning." Aunt Song replied.

Fu Xiaoyao scratched her hair, "Telephone call? I didn't hear any call, just wait..."

She let go of the doorknob, turned around and returned to the bed, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, unlocked it, and there was indeed a crisis call, and the time showed it was nine o'clock last night.

No wonder she didn't hear it, because she was asleep at that time.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Song, I didn't pay attention." Fu Xiaoyao said embarrassedly while holding the phone.

Aunt Song waved her hand indifferently, "It's okay, I called you just to ask how long you have today so I can come over."

"I see." Fu Xiaoyao nodded, then asked, "Then how did you get in?"

"The key card my husband gave me." Aunt Song said, taking out a white key card from her apron pocket and shaking it.

Fu Xiaoyao recognized at a glance that it was Lu Hanchuan's own, and he was the one who made someone match him without Tang Yi's permission.

"Did he go back to the villa last night?" Fu Xiaoyao asked again.

Aunt Song quickly replied, "Yes, sir, he came back late last night. He made a phone call and went into the study room. He didn't come out until dawn. After he came out, he changed his clothes and left in a hurry without eating breakfast." gone."

"Going in such a hurry?" Fu Xiaoyao was slightly surprised, "What's the matter?"

"I'm not sure about that." Aunt Song shook her head, "But when I delivered coffee to my husband last night, I saw him videoing with the second young master, and the two seemed to be talking about who they wanted to arrest."

"Arrest?" Fu Xiaoyao's heart beat violently, "Could it be that Tangshan was captured?"

"I don't know. They didn't mention who they were going to arrest, but it's almost the same. It's either Tangshan or the damn father and daughter of the Qi family." Aunt Song shrugged her shoulders.

Unable to get an accurate answer, Fu Xiaoyao had no choice but to calm down for the moment, forced the corners of her mouth and said, "That's right, who it is, let's wait for news from Hanchuan and the others, anyway, the three of them can't escape."

"That's the reason, ma'am, come out and have breakfast first, and we'll go back to the villa after eating." Aunt Song straightened her messy clothes.

Fu Xiaoyao pressed and walked towards the bathroom.

After breakfast, Aunt Song helped her tidy up. JrNovels.com