Chapter: 964
Lu Hanchuan knew what Fu Xiaoyao was referring to, so he pressed his eyebrows and replied, "It has nothing to do with you."
"But I missed it this time. Is there another chance next time?" Fu Xiaoyao whispered, scratching her nails.
Lu Hanchuan glanced at her lightly, "Okay, this is my business, you don't have to worry about it, if you have nothing to do, go to the nursing home to take care of grandpa starting tomorrow."
"I see." Hearing him mentioning the old man, Fu Xiaoyao nodded in response.
Seeing that the atmosphere between the two of them had improved a lot, Qiao Mu stood up with a light cough, "Mr. Lu, then I'll take my leave first."
Lu Hanchuan hummed.
Qiao Mu smiled at Fu Xiaoyao again, and then left the villa.
After he left, Aunt Song put away the computer and asked, "Sir, madam, can we have dinner?"
Fu Xiaoyao froze for a moment, then looked at Lu Hanchuan in surprise, "Have you eaten yet?"
Lu Hanchuan pursed his thin lips, "I've been looking for you, where's the time for dinner?"
What's more, if he couldn't find her, he wouldn't be in the mood to eat.
When Fu Xiaoyao heard Lu Hanchuan's words, she felt somewhat guilty, "It's my fault, I won't be so impulsive next time, I'm sorry."
"Okay, let's eat." Lu Hanchuan stood up and walked to the restaurant.
Fu Xiaoyao looked at Aunt Song.
Aunt Song smiled at her, "Let's go, madam."
"En." Fu Xiaoyao nodded while holding the corner of her lips.
After eating, Lu Hanchuan went upstairs.
Fu Xiaoyao stayed in the living room for a while, read the design book for a while, and was about to go upstairs to rest.
When she returned to the room, she was just about to open the door, but found that there was a bright light faintly revealing from under the crack of the door.
She was surprised for a moment, then opened the door and walked in. When she saw the man sitting on the bed holding a tablet, she asked suspiciously, "Didn't you go to the study today?"
"Nothing to do today, go take a shower." He looked over.
When Fu Xiaoyao met his gaze, she instantly thought of the same gaze he was looking at her in the living room before, her little face turned red and dripped blood.
"I...I see." Fu Xiaoyao picked her nails and walked towards the bathroom step by step.
By the time she came out of the shower, it was already an hour later.
Lu Hanchuan no longer looked at the tablet, but was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, leaning against the bed and reading a book on economics. JrNovels.com