ale, and sighed softly.Since donating bone marrow to Qi Ya, she could clearly feel her body was not the same as before.She couldn't imagine what her body would become like if things continued this way...No, she didn't believe it!

Even if there were slight differences, this face was Mrs.'s

She can add moles, change the shape of her eyes, and even alter her voice. Therefore, she is convinced that this must be her true self. 。There are no two people in the world who are so alike, except for twins. 。But the madam didn't have twins. 。"You are the mistress!" Aunt Song looked at Fu Xiaoyao's face and still insisted on this. 。Fu Xiaoyao's heart was filled with both emotion and helplessness. 。It touched Song Yi to believe so firmly that she was the past Fu Xiaoyao. The helpless thing is, Song Yi believed too much, and she was afraid that Song Yi would see through her. 。Although her acting is superb, she's still just acting. In front of someone who truly knows you, the cracks will always show. 。"I'm so sorry, Aunt Song. I'll say it again, I'm not your wife. My name is Shi Yao, and I'm from abroad. If you don't believe me, you can ask your husband. Your husband was married to the woman you call my wife in the past. He shouldn't get it wrong, right" 。Fu Xiaoyao kicked the ball to Lu Hanchuan. 。Lu Hanchuan came over and just heard her say that, his thin lips pursed, "Auntie Song, she's not really Fu Xiaoyao..." 。He waited in the living room for a while, but Song Yi didn't bring anyone in. He knew that Song Yi must have mistaken him for someone else. 。Upon closer inspection, it truly is so. 。"Not the mistress" Aunt Song, upon hearing Lu Hanchuan's words, was obviously agitated. "Sir, how could she not be the mistress Look at her face, it's exactly like the mistress'. Even if there are some differences, those can be changed later." 。She firmly believed that the person before her was her husband, but why did he say she wasn't Could it be that just because he had lost his memory, he would deny everything about his wifeIf she remembered correctly, her husband hadn't forgotten their wedding. So how could he possibly not remember what she looked like 。“Alright, Auntie Song” 。"Lu Hanchuan furrowed his brows, "She's definitely not Fu Xiaoyao, don't think about it too much. I'll explain everything to you later, just come in first." 。His last few words were addressed to Fu Xiaoyao. 。Fu Xiaoyao hummed in response, gave Song Yi an apologetic smile again, and walked into the villa with her bag. 。The two people quickly left the entryway and entered the living room, leaving only Aunt Song standing alone in the entryway, stunned. 。...No, not the mistress.... No, no that's wrong, even though Mr. denied it, she still believed that was the mistress 。Because she felt the same way, her wife's feeling toward her was exactly the same as this woman's feeling toward her. 。Identical in appearance, and giving the same feeling, it's absolutely impossible to have such a coincidence in this world, so that woman must be the mistress. 。Thinking to herself, Song Yi squeezed her palms, a resolute decision forming in her heart. She closed the villa's front door and returned to the living room. 。As soon as she went back, Lu Hanchuan called out to her, "Aunt Song, where's the breakfast" "Oh, I'll be right there, just preparing it. You guys go to the dining room first." 。Aunt Song collected her emotions and looked complexly. 。After seeing Fu Xiaoyao, he replied. 。Lu Hanchuan nodded, “Let’s go.” 。He told Fu Xiaoyao: 。Fu Xiaoyao smiled and followed him towards the restaurant. 。At the restaurant, Lu Hanchuan pulled out a chair and gestured for her to sit. 。Fu Xiaoyao wasn't being polite either, she sat down generously. 。After sitting down, she looked around, suppressing the fleeting feeling of nostalgia and longing in her eyes. She smiled and asked, "Hanchuan, just the two of us Where's Miss Qi and your daughter""Susu is still asleep, children like to sleep in..." 。Lu Hanchuan replied 。Fu Xiaoyao hadn't heard him mention Qi Ya, her eyebrows raised slightly. 。

He did it on purpose, didn't he

He purposely didn't mention Qi Ya.

Has Qi Ya been the cause of Lu Shi and himself being scolded online these days, so he's starting to resent Qi Ya If that's really the case, then that's great. 。Lu Hchuan didn't mention Qi Ya, and Fu Xiaoyao also pretended not to know. She picked up the water on the table and took a sip, "Children should sleep more, to grow up." 。 " "Hmm" 。Lü Hánchuan casually responded with a sound. 。Fu Xiaoyao finished her water and set the cup down. "After breakfast, can Hanchuan take me to tour your villa I've come all this way, you have to let me participate in your home at least once." 。"

" can 。Lu Hanchuan nodded. 。

Fu Xiaoyao's gaze fell on him, "Speaking of which, Hanchuan, you look really handsome today. You're even more handsome than usual. Although you usually wear a suit and leather shoes, with all sorts of accessories, it just doesn't feel as grand as today. Is there something good going on"

Lu Hanchuan lowered his eyes, hiding the expression in them, "No, this outfit was closest to the coat closet door, I just grabbed it."

"Really" Fu Xiaoyao was a little unconvinced. 。Lu Hanchuan responded calmly, "Yes" 。"Okay, I believe you. I thought you were going to meet someone important today." 。Fu Xiaoyao smiled. 。Lu Hanchuan remained silent, lifting the water in front of him and taking a sip. 。Of course, he wouldn't tell her that this outfit was specially chosen by him. 。He subconsciously chose this outfit because she was coming today. 。Actually, when Aunt Song asked him, he felt a little regretful and wanted to change his clothes. But just as she said that he looked even more handsome today than usual, he suddenly felt that he hadn't made the wrong choice with this outfit. 。"Breakfast is here" 。"Aunt Song's voice came from behind." 。Fu Xiaoyao turned her head and saw Aunt Song carrying breakfast over. 。She instinctively wanted to stand up and help, but she quickly reacted, realizing that she was no longer the past Fu Xiaoyao. She calmly sat still, only smiling at Auntie Song and saying thank you when Auntie Song placed the breakfast in front of her. 。After Song aunt sent breakfast, she didn't leave, she just stood behind Lu Hanchuan and stared at Fu Xiaoyao. 。Lü Hánchuan was sitting opposite Fu Xiayao, with Song Yi standing behind him. This position was perfect for observing Fu Xiayao. 。She looked Fu Xiaoyao up and down several times, becoming more and more convinced in her heart that she hadn't mistaken the person. 。Because this woman is the same height and figure as my wife 。Aunt Song's unwavering gaze made Fu Xiaoyao feel uncomfortable all over. As a result, she couldn't even eat her breakfast properly. 。She had always known that Auntie Song was looking at her because she still doubted her identity. 。She could only say that she admired Aunt Song's persistence. 。After breakfast, Lu Hanchuan took Fu Xiaoyao back to the living room. 。Lu Hánchuan took the bag, glanced at it casually without taking the clothes out of the bag, and put it aside, "Since it was bought according to [your] taste, it must fit." 。" You didn't even wear it, what if you can't say for sure " 。Fu Xiaoyao looked at him. 。Lu Hanchuan smiled faintly, "I believe in your judgment." 。"You said that, I'm pretty happy. " 。Fu Xiaoyao also smiled. 。At this time, Lu Hanchuan's phone rang. 。He frowned slightly, took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and apologetically said to Fu Xiaoyao, "I'll take a call." 。" "Good " 。Fu Xiaoyao made a light movement. 。Lu Hanchuan took his phone and got up, walking towards the balcony. 。He walked out to the balcony and put his phone to his ear, "What's up" "Mr. Lu, something's wrong..." 。Over the phone, Qiao Mu's voice sounded grave and pained. 。Lu Hanchuan's composed and handsome face was set. "Tell" 。"Our company downstairs has been blocked, with dozens of people gathered, all claiming to be here to collect debts." 。“Qiao Mu said” 。Lu Hanchuan's temples jumped, "Collecting debts Collecting from whom"grudge against me, then whether or not I recognize them depends on the size of that grudge. If...""What" Lu Hanzchuan tightened his grip on the water glass.Fu Xiaoyao smiled, "If I was treated like my...