Chapter: 308
Fu Xiaoyao originally wanted to ask, but seeing that he didn't say a word on the way back, he knew he was still angry.
She was also very wronged, and she was not expected to be confessed.
What's more, this confession is problematic no matter how you look at it.
"Ma'am, did you quarrel with your husband again?" Aunt Song came to Fu Xiaoyao with a suit of clothes in her hands. Seeing that she was unhappy, she couldn't help asking.
Fu Xiaoyao shook her head, "There was no quarrel, it was just some unhappiness."
"Can you tell me?" Aunt Song sat down beside her.
Fu Xiaoyao thought for a while, agreed, and told the whole story of what happened in the hotel.
After listening, Aunt Song pondered for a few seconds, "Whether Mr. Tang is really interested in you, Madam, I dare not jump to conclusions, but Mr.'s behavior makes me feel like he is jealous."
"Jealous?" Fu Xiaoyao almost choked on her own saliva.
Aunt Song nodded, "That's right, I feel like my husband is jealous."
"How is that possible!" Fu Xiaoyao quickly waved her hands, "He's not interested in me, so why would he be jealous?"
She also hoped that Lu Hanchuan would be jealous, which also showed that he had her in his heart.
But with Lu Hanchuan's behavior, she really couldn't see where he seemed jealous.
Seeing that Fu Xiaoyao didn't believe what she said, Aunt Song smiled, "It's normal for Madam not to believe it, after all, it's impossible for Mr.'s character to be like other men when they are jealous."
"Aunt Song, don't make me happy, Han Chuan is not jealous, he is just unhappy that someone poached his corner." Fu Xiaoyao twitched the corner of her mouth bitterly.
No man can accept someone confessing to his wife.
Even if he doesn't love his wife.
Lu Hanchuan was probably like this. After all, Tang Yi's behavior at that time was equivalent to putting a green hat on him, so it's no wonder he wasn't angry.
Thinking of this, Fu Xiaoyao sighed, her eyes fell on Aunt Song's knee, "Aunt Song, whose clothes are these?"
"Oh, I almost forgot, this is yours, madam." Aunt Song stood up and unfolded the clothes.
Fu Xiaoyao also stood up, "Mine?"
"That's right, this is what you will wear when you worship your ancestors tomorrow. Try it out, and you can change it if it doesn't fit you." Aunt Song unbuttoned her clothes.
Fu Xiaoyao responded, and with her help, she put on this vintage-style black ancestor worship clothing, and then walked around in a circle, "Aunt Song, what do you think, why do I feel a little strange."
"What's so strange?" Aunt Song asked while arranging her clothes.
Fu Xiaoyao thought for a while, "I can't tell, maybe it's because of my temperament." JrNovels.com
She was also very wronged, and she was not expected to be confessed.
What's more, this confession is problematic no matter how you look at it.
"Ma'am, did you quarrel with your husband again?" Aunt Song came to Fu Xiaoyao with a suit of clothes in her hands. Seeing that she was unhappy, she couldn't help asking.
Fu Xiaoyao shook her head, "There was no quarrel, it was just some unhappiness."
"Can you tell me?" Aunt Song sat down beside her.
Fu Xiaoyao thought for a while, agreed, and told the whole story of what happened in the hotel.
After listening, Aunt Song pondered for a few seconds, "Whether Mr. Tang is really interested in you, Madam, I dare not jump to conclusions, but Mr.'s behavior makes me feel like he is jealous."
"Jealous?" Fu Xiaoyao almost choked on her own saliva.
Aunt Song nodded, "That's right, I feel like my husband is jealous."
"How is that possible!" Fu Xiaoyao quickly waved her hands, "He's not interested in me, so why would he be jealous?"
She also hoped that Lu Hanchuan would be jealous, which also showed that he had her in his heart.
But with Lu Hanchuan's behavior, she really couldn't see where he seemed jealous.
Seeing that Fu Xiaoyao didn't believe what she said, Aunt Song smiled, "It's normal for Madam not to believe it, after all, it's impossible for Mr.'s character to be like other men when they are jealous."
"Aunt Song, don't make me happy, Han Chuan is not jealous, he is just unhappy that someone poached his corner." Fu Xiaoyao twitched the corner of her mouth bitterly.
No man can accept someone confessing to his wife.
Even if he doesn't love his wife.
Lu Hanchuan was probably like this. After all, Tang Yi's behavior at that time was equivalent to putting a green hat on him, so it's no wonder he wasn't angry.
Thinking of this, Fu Xiaoyao sighed, her eyes fell on Aunt Song's knee, "Aunt Song, whose clothes are these?"
"Oh, I almost forgot, this is yours, madam." Aunt Song stood up and unfolded the clothes.
Fu Xiaoyao also stood up, "Mine?"
"That's right, this is what you will wear when you worship your ancestors tomorrow. Try it out, and you can change it if it doesn't fit you." Aunt Song unbuttoned her clothes.
Fu Xiaoyao responded, and with her help, she put on this vintage-style black ancestor worship clothing, and then walked around in a circle, "Aunt Song, what do you think, why do I feel a little strange."
"What's so strange?" Aunt Song asked while arranging her clothes.
Fu Xiaoyao thought for a while, "I can't tell, maybe it's because of my temperament." JrNovels.com
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