Chapter: 818
Fu Xiaoyao couldn't resist her, so she dragged her downstairs to the kitchen downstairs.
Aunt Song was busy in the kitchen, while Fu Xiaoyao leaned against the door frame watching and waiting.
After a short wait, a bowl of hot ginger soup was ready.
Aunt Song brought it to her and urged: "Drink quickly, madam."
Fu Xiaoyao thanked her and drank the ginger soup slowly.
After a while, a bowl of ginger soup not only warmed her body, but also warmed up her cold heart a lot.
She put down the bowl, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled with color on her face, she was no longer so pale.
"Is it better ma'am? Are you still dizzy?" Aunt Song took the empty bowl in her hand and asked with concern.
Fu Xiaoyao shook her head, "I'm not going to faint, Aunt Song, your ginger soup is very effective."
"Hehe, that's good, it's getting late, madam, go back to your room and rest." Aunt Song took the bowl and went to wash it under the faucet.
Fu Xiaoyao closed her eyes, "I can't sleep."
"What's wrong?" Aunt Song looked back at her, "Is it because Qi Ya is here that you can't sleep?"
Fu Xiaoyao hummed without denying, "Not only that, but also because of Hanchuan."
Aunt Song paused while she was washing the dishes, "Mister and wife, are you still concerned about Mr. just now?"
"Yes, I care, I care a lot!" Fu Xiaoyao sniffled, her voice was full of bitterness, "Aunt Song, do you know? Seeing him so nervous, Qi Ya, made me really angry. I'm actually not a small belly People, he can care about others, but only Qi Ya, I can't get over this hurdle in my heart."
"I know, I know everything." Aunt Song wiped the water on her hand, reached out to hold her hand, "But madam, don't think too much, you are the one who married Mr., and Mr. loves now The person is also you, Qi Ya is already in the past tense."
"It's because of this that I care more about it." Fu Xiaoyao withdrew her hand, her face full of self-mockery, "I actually don't understand at all, how did Lu Hanchuan manage to say that he loves me, and at the same time let go of his love?" If you can't let go of Qi Ya, since you can't let go of Qi Ya, why do you want me to come back, just get a divorce!"
Aunt Song was startled by her words, and hurriedly booed, "Ma'am, don't talk nonsense, sir, he loves you, as for Qi Ya, just treat him as confused and confused, Don't think about divorce anymore, you young couple have finally become like a husband and wife, and you can't have a rift because of others."
"Aren't there cracks all the time?" Fu Xiaoyao murmured with downcast eyes.
Aunt Song opened her mouth when she heard this, not knowing how to persuade her.
Yeah, the cracks are there all the time.
Both Qi Ya and that child were the factors that created the cracks.
"Okay, Aunt Song, I'm really sorry for making you hear so many complaints. You should go to bed early, and I'll go back to the room first." After finishing speaking, Fu Xiaoyao turned and left the kitchen.
Back upstairs, she gently opened the door, only to find that the light in the room was on, obviously someone was inside.
As for who it was, she didn't even need to think about it. JrNovels.com
Aunt Song was busy in the kitchen, while Fu Xiaoyao leaned against the door frame watching and waiting.
After a short wait, a bowl of hot ginger soup was ready.
Aunt Song brought it to her and urged: "Drink quickly, madam."
Fu Xiaoyao thanked her and drank the ginger soup slowly.
After a while, a bowl of ginger soup not only warmed her body, but also warmed up her cold heart a lot.
She put down the bowl, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled with color on her face, she was no longer so pale.
"Is it better ma'am? Are you still dizzy?" Aunt Song took the empty bowl in her hand and asked with concern.
Fu Xiaoyao shook her head, "I'm not going to faint, Aunt Song, your ginger soup is very effective."
"Hehe, that's good, it's getting late, madam, go back to your room and rest." Aunt Song took the bowl and went to wash it under the faucet.
Fu Xiaoyao closed her eyes, "I can't sleep."
"What's wrong?" Aunt Song looked back at her, "Is it because Qi Ya is here that you can't sleep?"
Fu Xiaoyao hummed without denying, "Not only that, but also because of Hanchuan."
Aunt Song paused while she was washing the dishes, "Mister and wife, are you still concerned about Mr. just now?"
"Yes, I care, I care a lot!" Fu Xiaoyao sniffled, her voice was full of bitterness, "Aunt Song, do you know? Seeing him so nervous, Qi Ya, made me really angry. I'm actually not a small belly People, he can care about others, but only Qi Ya, I can't get over this hurdle in my heart."
"I know, I know everything." Aunt Song wiped the water on her hand, reached out to hold her hand, "But madam, don't think too much, you are the one who married Mr., and Mr. loves now The person is also you, Qi Ya is already in the past tense."
"It's because of this that I care more about it." Fu Xiaoyao withdrew her hand, her face full of self-mockery, "I actually don't understand at all, how did Lu Hanchuan manage to say that he loves me, and at the same time let go of his love?" If you can't let go of Qi Ya, since you can't let go of Qi Ya, why do you want me to come back, just get a divorce!"
Aunt Song was startled by her words, and hurriedly booed, "Ma'am, don't talk nonsense, sir, he loves you, as for Qi Ya, just treat him as confused and confused, Don't think about divorce anymore, you young couple have finally become like a husband and wife, and you can't have a rift because of others."
"Aren't there cracks all the time?" Fu Xiaoyao murmured with downcast eyes.
Aunt Song opened her mouth when she heard this, not knowing how to persuade her.
Yeah, the cracks are there all the time.
Both Qi Ya and that child were the factors that created the cracks.
"Okay, Aunt Song, I'm really sorry for making you hear so many complaints. You should go to bed early, and I'll go back to the room first." After finishing speaking, Fu Xiaoyao turned and left the kitchen.
Back upstairs, she gently opened the door, only to find that the light in the room was on, obviously someone was inside.
As for who it was, she didn't even need to think about it. JrNovels.com
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