for anyone, I just... wanted to talk to you." Lu Hanchuan said faintly.Qi Ya clenched her hand holding the cup, “What are you talking about”“Let's talk about our relationship.” Lu Hanchuan replied, “...Fu Xiaoyao bit her lip, and reluctantly nodded.

Lu Hánchuan did not sign a divorce agreement, they haven't officially divorced yet.

So Lu Hanchuan is still her husband. She didn't want to admit it, but she had to.

Lu Hankan saw that Fu Xiaoyao didn't expose him, and the corners of his mouth twitched upwards, feeling very pleased.

Even Aunt Song excitedly called Fu Xiaoyao, “Mrs. Fu!”

"So you two are really married" The village head looked at Lu Hanchuan with a hint of disbelief.

Lu Hanchuan extended his hand to him, "Hello, Grandpa Fu, I'm Lu Hanchuan."

"Hello hello." The village chief hurriedly reached out and shook hands with Lu Hanzchuan, "I heard a long time ago that Xiaoyao got married outside, so it's you, Xiao Lu, ah. You are truly a handsome young man."

"You flatter me." Lu Hanchuan retracted his hand without a sound.

The village head chuckled, “I’m not exaggerating, I’m telling the truth. The Lu family is quite extraordinary, isn't it”

"I have some assets," Lu Hanchuan said modestly.

Fu Xiaoyao couldn't help but roll her eyes at this.

He used to lie without blushing.

If the Lu family had a little bit of assets, then all the top ten families in the country would be considered to have only a little bit of assets.

"A little bit of wealth" The village chief's eyes inadvertently swept across Lu Hanchuan's wristwatch, and he smiled meaningfully.

He lived a long life, although he wasn't very worldly. However, he could still understand humble words.

But since nobody said anything, he just pretended not to know.

Thinking about it, the village head immediately changed the subject, "Xiao Lu, are you here to see Xiao Yao"

He was looking at the suitcase at Lu Hanchuan's feet.

Lu Hanchuan nodded slightly, "Yes."

"That's great, you're here. Now I can rest assured." The village chief said with relief.

Lu Hanchuan heard the problem and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Grandpa Fu, what happened"

Fu Xiaoyao also looked at the village head with a confused expression.

The village head sighed, "It's still Xiao Yao girl."

"Me" Fu Xiaoyao pointed at herself.

The village head glanced at her, “It’s not who you are, these two days I often see you, you are either coughing or dizzy, just yesterday you went to pay respects to your grandmother and almost fainted when you came back, do you remember”

Fu Xiaoyao nervously touched her nose.

Lu Hanchuan immediately looked at her, his voice laced with a hint of tension, "Is it true You really..."

"This has nothing to do with you!" Fu Xiaoyao said coldly, turning her face away.

The village head noticed the off atmosphere between the two and couldn't help but ask, "Little Yao girl, did you two have a fight"

"No." Fu Xiaoyao shook her head.

Luhangchuan pursed his thin lips, "I did some wrong things."

"So you two are having a fight, huh" the village head raised an eyebrow.

Fu Xiaoyao fell silent.

The village chief couldn't help but chuckle and cry, "It seems that's the case. That's why you, Xiaoyao, ran back to your hometown alone to recuperate, even if you were sick, you wouldn't call Xiaolu. So that's the reason! It seems like what you said about Xiaolu being busy and not coming back with you is just an excuse."

Fu Xiaoyao buried her head even lower.

Lu Hanchuan also heard the ins and outs from the village head's few words, feeling a bit guilty towards her, "It's my fault, I let her down."

The village chief wasn't sure what had happened between the two, thinking they were just having a normal lovers' quarrel. So seeing Lu Hanchuan apologize and speaking up for him, he said, "It's good that you admit your mistake. Besides, you came here in person, didn't you Little Yao, just forgive him and don't be angry anymore."

Fu Xiaoyao widened her eyes, "No, Grandpa Fu, you don't know at all..."

“I don’t know what Isn’t it just a couple having a fight, a little disagreement Since Xiao Lu came to find you himself, what else do you have to let go of And besides, now that he’s here, I feel more at ease about your safety.” The village head patted her shoulder and said earnestly.

Fu Xiaoyao had a headache. "Grandpa Fu, what's all this about!"

It wasn't as simple as a fight or an argument between her and Lu Hanchuan.

That's a human life lost, isn't it

How could you possibly forgive him so easily!

Alright, alright, I don't care what happened between you two. But Xiao Lu, Xiao Yao's body is truly not well. Since you're here, you must take good care of her." The village head said to Lu Hanchuan.

Lu Hanchuan nodded, "I will."

"That's good, little Yao is such a pitiful child, she's been through so much... Forget it, what's the point of talking about it. Just treat her well, okay I'm going to work in the fields." The village chief said, shouldering his hoe and walking away.

Fu Xiaoyao sent off the village chief and was about to close the door.

Lu Hankan slammed the door shut once more, "You forgot what Grandpa Fu just said"

Fu Xiaoyao glared at him angrily, "What do you want"

"Come with me, or let me in." Lu Hanchuan gave her two choices.

Fu Xiaoyao's mouth was tightly pursed.

It's impossible for him to go with us.

So she only had one choice left.

"Alright, come in." Fu Xiaoyao resignedly moved aside, allowing Lu Hanchuan and Auntie Song to enter.

Song Yi entered carrying her luggage, full of excitement. Lu Hanchuan, however, stood still in place.

Fu Xiaoyao frowned, "Aren't you coming in"

"Go ahead," Fu Xiaoyao replied.

Fu Xiaoyao didn't know what he wanted to do, and she was too lazy to care. She loosened her grip on the door frame and turned back into the room.

Lu Hanchuan saw that she was leaving so decisively, his thin lips moved slightly, and then he raised his foot to follow.

He walked toward the house, secretly observing the surroundings. The more he looked, the more disgusted he became.

He had never lived in such a house before, even at his age. He was astonished when he saw it.

Can this house actually be lived in

Won't it fall if the wind blows

Although he thought this way in his heart, Lu Hanchuan didn't say it out loud. All the way, his expression was calm and indifferent, making it impossible for anyone to tell what he was thinking.

Fu Xiaoyao poured two cups of water, one for each of them.

After Song Yí sat down, she couldn't help but ask, "Madam, have you been staying here these past two days"

"Right." Fu Xiaoyao nodded.

Song Yi felt a surge of compassion at that moment.

Fu Xiaoyao saw through it and smiled faintly, "This is where I grew up. When my parents gave birth to Zixuan, they left me here. I grew up with my grandparents and only returned when I was in high school."

"So that's how it is." Aunt Song understood.

Lu Hanchuan hadn't carefully investigated Fu Xiaoyao's past, so naturally he didn't know that she had grown up here.

To hear her bring it up now, I was a little surprised.

"Mr. Lu," Fu Xiaoyao suddenly called out.

Lu Hanchuan heard this call and felt a bit displeased, "What's the matter"

"When are you planning to go back" Fu Xiaoyao asked him.

Lu Hanchuan took a sip of water and replied faintly, "Whenever you agree to leave with me, that's when I'll go back."

Fu Xiaoyao pursed her lips, "Then I won't go back. Are you going to stay here forever"

"It's not impossible," Lu Hanchuan said, raising an eyebrow.

Fu Xiaoyao was stunned by his audacity, "Lu Hanchuan, this is my home!"

"I know, but I'm your husband. Your home is my home. Is there a problem" Lu Hanchuan retorted.

Fu Xiaoyao bit her lip, "Of course there is. We're getting a divorce after all, so we'll have no relationship anymore. This isn't your home, please go back as soon as possible, you're not welcome here."

“But we haven’t divorced yet,” Lu Hanchuan said with a slight smile. “And didn’t you just hear what Grandpa Fu said”Lu Susu has no credibility with him. He believes Lu Susu is a child who would do this kind of thing.” 。Fu Xiaoyao smirked. 。Aunt Song hesitated. 。Fu Xiaoyao added another log to the fire, “Aunt Song,...