Chapter: 373

"Of course I am." Fu Xiaoyao opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but finally swallowed her words, and said, "It's nothing, it's fine like this."

"Then shut up." Lu Hanchuan withdrew his gaze.

Fu Xiaoyao groaned, made a zipper movement on her mouth, and fell silent.

Back at the villa, Aunt Song, who was looking forward to it, immediately greeted her and helped Fu Xiaoyao to sit on the sofa, "You guys are back, I'm so worried, especially you, my wife."

"Aunt Song, don't be so nervous, I know how to protect myself." Fu Xiaoyao took the hot water from her and said with a smile.

Lu Hanchuan looked suspiciously at the old and the young. He suddenly couldn't understand what they were saying, but he was not interested in asking. After drinking a glass of water, he went upstairs.

Because of Fu Xiaoyao's health, Aunt Song didn't want to see him these two days. When he came back, she didn't ask any questions, and gave Fu Xiaoyao all her attention.

"Ma'am, are you happy to attend your friend's birthday today?" Aunt Song asked.

Fu Xiaoyao twisted her stiff neck, "It's okay, it was a good show."

"Good show?" Aunt Song became curious.

Fu Xiaoyao revealed the real purpose of Yu Lin's birthday party.

After hearing this, Aunt Song covered her lips and smiled, "This is really a good show."

"Yes, I sympathize with Linlin." Fu Xiaoyao smiled and shook her head.

Aunt Song glanced at the cake she brought back, "Ma'am, don't use this cake, pregnant women shouldn't be too sweet."

Fu Xiaoyao originally thought it was a pity to throw it away, but now that Aunt Song said so, there is no one who would not agree, and quickly pushed the cake to her, "Then Aunt Song, you can deal with it."

"Okay, I'll throw it away, and I'll serve you a bowl of chicken soup by the way."

After Aunt Song finished speaking, she picked up the cake and went to the kitchen.

After a while, she brought out a bowl of chicken soup.

Fu Xiaoyao gasped as she looked at the big bowl full, "Aunt Song, do I have to finish it all?"

"Of course, this is the black-bone chicken soup I bought specially. It is very nourishing for the body and must be finished."

"But it's too much." Fu Xiaoyao forced a smile.

Aunt Song looked at the bowl, "It's a bit too much, drink it slowly."

"Won't you serve Han Chuan a bowl?" Fu Xiaoyao pointed upstairs.

Aunt Song sighed, "I really don't want to give him a drink, but I still have to serve him a bowl. Madam, drink it first, and I'll bring it to my husband."

"I'll go." Fu Xiaoyao stopped her. JrNovels.com