Chapter 203: Not Your Room

n person to beg me" Lu Hanchuan said coldly.Qi Ya's small face was almost translucently white. "Han Chuan, are you really so heartless and ruthless""It wasn't me who was ruthless and heartless, it was...Fu Xiaoyao's heart sank. "What did Grandpa Fu say"

He said you weren't feeling well and asked me to take care of you, so I can't leave now!" Lu Hanchuan sat down as well.

Fu Xiaoyao lowered her eyes and sneered, "Who hurt me because I'm not feeling well"

Lu Hanchuan's expression froze for a moment, then he apologized, "Sorry, I won't do it again..."

"Do we still have a future" Fu Xiaoyao looked at him sadly, "You know what kind of condition I'm in now I can't even catch a breeze now, or I'll get sick. Even my whole body feels cold, and I can't warm up no matter how much I sleep at night. I don't even know how long I have left!"

Lu Hanchuan's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this.

How could he have not noticed, her body was already in such a dire state!

"Madam, is this really true" Aunt Song grabbed Fu Xiaoyao's hand, feeling the icy coldness of her palm, and was instantly filled with heartache. "Sir, Madam's hands are really cold. Feel it."

She feigned a move to pass Fu Xiaoyao's hand to Lu Hanchuan.

But Fu Xiaoyao didn't want to get in touch with Lu Hanchuan, so she directly pulled her hand back.

Lu Hanchuan saw her action, his eyes darkened slightly.

Is she now resisting him, resisting to the point where she doesn't even want him to touch her

"Fu Xiaoyao, you must come back with me!" Lu Hanzhan pressed down on the uneasiness in his heart and said forcefully.

Fu Xiaoyao took a deep breath, “Mr. Lu, haven't I made myself clear I want a divorce, a divorce! If that’s the case, what am I going back for To be subjected to your cold violence again Or to donate bone marrow to Qi Ya”

Listening to her accusatory words, Lu Hanchuan's heart was also somewhat uncomfortable, but more importantly, he felt guilty towards her.

"No more, never again." Lu Hanchuan assured.

"I don't believe you, really!" Fu Xiaoyao shook her head and smiled.

"Then what would it take for you to believe" Lu Hanchuan frowned.

Fu Xiaoyao lowered her eyes, “I wouldn’t believe it no matter what, unless you make Qi Dongming pay for what he did. Can you”

Lu Hánchuan immediately fell silent.

Fu Xiaoyao scoffed, "You can't, so don't make these useless promises to me anymore. You can't give me the security I need, so why should I go back with you!"

"Go back and adjust your body. Your body can't get effective treatment here at all." Lu Hanchuan pointed at the house.

"That's none of your business," Fu Xiaoyao retorted stubbornly.

"What do you mean it's none of my business Didn't you say your body was because of me Can I take responsibility then"

“I don’t need your responsibility!” Fu Xiaoyao clenched her phone, her voice choked with emotion: “My body turning out like this is just a lesson I bought for myself, a lesson for my blindness to reality and lack of self-awareness.”

"What do you mean" Lu Hanchuan instinctively took a step back.

Fu Xiaoyao sneered, "Don't you understand yet I clearly know that you don't love me, you don't like me. We are from two different worlds, and yet I pretended not to know, even foolishly hoping to win your heart through companionship. You say I can't see reality, that I lack self-awareness."

"Madam," Auntie Song couldn't bear it anymore, "How can you speak of yourself like that."

"Aunt Song, did I say something wrong" Fu Xiaoyao pointed at the man whose face was not looking too good. "I didn't say anything wrong. I just saw things too ideally. He and I are clearly from different worlds, yet I insisted on entering his world, so now I'm in this situation. It's my fault!"

"No, ma'am, you are not wrong, you really aren't!" Aunt Song shook her head.

Fu Xiaoyao looked up at the ceiling, holding back her tears. "But everyone thinks it was my fault for marrying him. Over time, I started to believe that too, even Mr. Lu himself must have thought so once, right"

Lü Hánchuan's thin lips moved slightly, but he said nothing.

As she said, he had thought that way.

Not only that, but for three years he kept thinking she had married him for money.

"About what happened before, I was venting my anger on you. In the future, I won't do that again." Lu Hanchuan sincerely apologized.

Fu Xiaoyao touched her stomach and smiled bitterly, "It's too late, I haven't told you yet"

"What"

"I saw how good you were to Qi Ya before, how you defended and cherished her. I was jealous and envious, but I didn't dare to do anything because I knew no matter what I did, your heart wouldn't belong to me. So at that time, I had already accepted my fate."

Speaking of this, Fu Xiaoyao closed her eyes and then continued, "I thought, as long as you don't get a divorce, I will still be your wife, and then give birth to our child. I would just stay with the child and not ask for your heart anymore. But I didn't expect that even this small wish of mine couldn't come true."

"Madam..." Aunt Song looked at her with pity.

Fu Xiaoyao gave Song Yi a strained smile, indicating that she was fine. “So the child is gone, and half my heart has turned cold, but what truly broke me was your inaction, Lu Hanchuan. I don't understand, do you love Qi Ya so much that you can disregard right and wrong, even blood ties

"No, I care." Lu Hanchuan clenched his fists and replied, "But if I did that, what would Xiaoya think Have you ever thought about it"

“I don't, and I won't think about it!” Fu Xiaoyao looked at him with red eyes, “Why should I think about her I only care about my child. I only know that my child was killed by Qi Ya’s father, and isn't it deserved that his father pays the price”

Lu Hanchuan was speechless.

Qi Dongming paying the price is deserved.

He also wanted to see Qi Dongming go to jail.

But once he actually did that, Xiaoya would definitely do something unexpected.

Seeing Lü Hánchuan fall silent again, Fú Xiǎoyáo felt a deep sense of disappointment in him once more.

She self-deprecatingly closed her eyes, “I’m crazy, to have expectations of you. How ridiculous!”

Lu Hanchuan heard her words, his pupils shrank slightly, and his heart skipped a beat.

Although she had previously expressed disappointment in him, nothing compared to the impact of her words at this moment.

Song Yi naturally sensed the awkward atmosphere. She first glanced at Fu Xiaoyao, then at Lu Hanchuan whose handsome face was stiff, and finally sighed deeply, “Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu, you two should stop talking for now. Mrs. Lu, where is the kitchen”

Aunt Song asked Xiao Yao.

Fu Xiaoyao followed the stairs down, gracefully changing the subject and no longer speaking of it with Lu Hanchuan.

She had long since lost the will to continue, after all, talking more would only remind her of that poor child.

"Over there." Fu Xiaoyao pointed in a direction.

Aunt Song took a glance. "I understand, I'll go to the kitchen and cook something. Madam, could you please take your husband to the room His injuries haven't healed yet, he shouldn't stand for too long."

Fu Xiaoyao heard about the injury on Lu Hanchuan's body, her expression changed slightly, and she nodded, "Okay."

"Then, sir, I'll leave him to you." Aunt Song smiled and carried a large bag into the kitchen.

Only Fu Xiaoyao and Lu Hchuan were left in the hall.

Fu Xiaoyao looked at him, "Come on, I'll take you to the room."

Lu Hanchuan hummed in response, picked up his suitcase and followed behind her.

Fu Xiaoyao naturally wouldn't take him to her room, but instead opened the room next door to hers.

"Just here, you make your own bed." Fu Xiaoyao finished speaking and was about to turn and leave.

Lu Hanchuan grabbed her arm, "Isn't this your room" to Fu Xiaoyao.Fu Xiaoyao's nose started to sting, "I really lost to you, Auntie Song. You won. I admit it, I am Fu Xiaoyao."“I knew it, I knew it!” Hearing her confession with her own ears, Aunt Song...