Chapter: 345
"But" Fu Xiaoyao wanted to say something else.
Lu Hanchuan restarted the car, "Okay, don't talk, let me be quiet for a while."
"Oh." Fu Xiaoyao hurriedly responded, shut her mouth tightly, and stopped talking.
In order not to disturb him, she even suppressed her breathing, not daring to make too much noise.
It's just that he still didn't seem to tell her what he wanted to talk to her about.
But looking at him like this, it seems that he is not ready to say anything.
All the way without talking, after returning to the villa, Lu Hanchuan went upstairs directly.
Aunt Song brought a cup of hot milk to Fu Xiaoyao, "Madam, sir, what's the matter?"
"I don't know. After he received me, he was a little strange. He wanted to talk to me about the matter, but he didn't say anything. I also really want to know what happened to him." Fu Xiaoyao replied with a sigh.
Aunt Song also sighed, "Mr. is like this. He keeps everything in his heart and refuses to say it. I don't know who I learned from this temper."
"Isn't it genetic?" Fu Xiaoyao asked after taking a sip of milk.
Aunt Song smiled and shook her head, "It's not hereditary. The master and the old man are very talkative. Only the man has a dull temper. That's why I said who he learned from."
"Is that so?" Fu Xiaoyao raised her head and looked upstairs thoughtfully.
Aunt Song sighed, "Actually, my husband was not like this when I was a child. I think it has something to do with the second young master."
"Han Chuan's younger brother?" Fu Xiaoyao looked at her.
Aunt Song was surprised, "Madam, do you know?"
"Well, I don't know much. It was Han Chuan who told me that he had a younger brother, but he was taken away when he was very young."
"Yes, it was all done by the enemies of the Lu family. I don't know if the master will see the second young master in this life."
Fu Xiaoyao smiled confidently, "It will definitely be possible, I believe Han Chuan will be able to find his brother!"
He is so powerful and capable, as long as there are clues, he will definitely be found!
"I hope so." Aunt Song didn't expect much from Fu Xiaoyao's words.
If it could be found, it must have been found long ago.
For more than twenty years, it is not clear whether the child is alive or dead.
"Don't talk about these sad things, ma'am, go back to rest early, don't forget that you may still be pregnant." Aunt Song urged.
Fu Xiaoyao was also a little tired, and after humming twice, she went upstairs after drinking the milk in the cup. JrNovels.com