s a little unreal. 。But the endless warmth she felt from his hand was telling her that all of this was real! Fu Xiaoyao followed Lu Hanzchuan into the grand hall of the old house like that. 。The old..."What do you want this for" Lu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes. 。Fu Xiaoyao hurriedly answered, "I just felt something was strange. Actually, he called me today..." "Called you" Lu Hanchuan's face darkened, "What did he say to you"Fu Xiaoyao's eyes darted around, "He didn't say much, just about the same things as last time..." 。She didn't dare to describe what Tang Yi had said at the time. 。Otherwise, if Hanchuan heard this, he would definitely be angry. 。"Did you give him the phone" Lu Hanchuan clenched his pen. 。Fu Xiaoyao waved her hands repeatedly, “No, he found it himself.” 。"

"changed"

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。Lu Hanchuan coldly spat out two words. 。Fu Xiaoyao let out a sound, "Change phone number"Lu Hanchuan noncommittally raised his chin. 。"good 。Fu Xiaoyao readily agreed. 。Anyway, she didn't have many numbers saved, so changing them wouldn't make much of a difference. 。Lu Hanchuan's face finally improved a little, he picked up the chicken soup that Fu Xiaoyao had just put down and took a sip. 。Fu Xiaoyao then curiously asked him, "Hanchuan, why did you write Tang Yi's name" "A few days ago I asked Qiao Mu to look up Tang Yi..." 。" I know that, I was in the car then " 。Lu Hanchuan was a little unhappy that she had interrupted him, his eyes coldly glancing at her. 。Fu Xiaoyao, knowing she was in the wrong, lowered her head. "Alright, I'll stop talking. You continue" 。" Then I had Qiao Mu keep an eye on Tang Yi, and I found out that he's even more mysterious than I thought. " 。"What do you mean" Fu Xiaoyao blinked. 。Lu Hanchuan shook his head and said nothing. 。Fu Xiaoyao waited for a while, but seeing that he still didn't intend to speak, she knew that he wouldn't answer, and her heart suddenly felt a little disappointed. 。But this feeling of disappointment didn't last long, because the fact that he was able to answer her so much was already very difficult. 。"Han Chuan, the chicken soup is getting cold, you should drink it quickly. After you finish, bring me the bowl." 。Fu Xiaoyao urged. 。Lu Hanchuan hummed softly, then picked up his spoon and ate the soup spoonful by spoonful. 。After finishing her bowl, Fu Xiaoyao walked away with it, her bowl of soup still waiting for her to go downstairs and drink. 。The next day, as Lu Hanchuan had said, the etiquette teacher came to the villa to report. 。Fu Xiaoyao sized up the etiquette teacher in front of her. She was about thirty or forty years old, with golden hair and a serious expression. She was a typical Western high-society woman. 。For some reason, Fu Xiaoyao was a little afraid of her, always feeling that she was very strict. 。"Madam Lu, let's begin." 。The etiquette teacher said to Fu Xiaoyao expressionlessly: 。Fu Xiaoyao nodded dazedly, "Okay" 。Next, Fu Xiaoyao experienced what hell was like. 。This etiquette teacher's standards are too harsh. If you don't quite meet her standards, she makes you do it ten or twenty times over until it becomes muscle memory. 。After two hours, she was already being tormented badly, sweat even trickling down from the corners of her forehead. 。Aunt Song watched on, her heart pounding with fear, terrified that the child in her belly would come to harm. 。"Teacher, let's give the teacher's wives a rest." 。Aunt Song advised 。The etiquette teacher remained unmoved, not even bothering to acknowledge Auntie Song. Her piercing blue eyes fixed directly on Fu Xiaoyao, "Mrs. Lu, your smile is too stiff. The corners of your lips should naturally curl upwards, and hold the chopsticks properly so they don't fall..." 。 “

“Okay, teacher” 。Fu Xiaoyao gasped for breath as she replied. 。The etiquette teacher walked around her with a teaching stick, and whenever her smile or posture was even slightly off, she would hit her with the stick, on her bottom. 。Although it didn't hurt, Fu Xiaoyao still felt a bit ashamed. 。She was still beaten on the buttocks when she was a child, and she has never been beaten again after she grew up. 。...she was actually experiencing it again. 。Fu Xiaoyao's little face was flushed, her eyes were also red-rimmed, and tears were swirling inside, about to fall. 。If it weren't for the fact that she had promised Lu Hanchuan that she would learn etiquette and go to a charity gala with him, she wouldn't bother learning anything. It was just too tiring. 。"Madam...." Aunt Song anxiously looked on. 。Fu Xiaoyao smiled tiredly at her, saying that she was fine. 。How could Sister Song possibly let go She sighed again and said, “Madam, we won’t study anymore…” 。"No, I have to learn. I promised Kawachan." 。"But your body..." "Don't worry, I know my limits." 。Fu Xiaoyao shook her head. 。Song Yi saw that she was so insistent, and there was nothing she could do about it. She had to continue standing aside and paying close attention to her for fear that something might happen to her. 。Finally, an hour later, the etiquette teacher left the villa 。Aunt Song hurriedly helped Fu Xiaoyao sit down on the sofa, "Come, Madam, have some water." 。Aunt Song poured her a glass of water. 。Fu Xiaoyao said thanks, and took the cup with both hands. 。But her hand, which had been holding the book for too long, was now trembling after the effects set in. When she took the cup of water, her hand shook so much that some of the water spilled out. 。Helplessly, Auntie Song could only hold the cup of water and feed it to her. 。After drinking a cup of water, Fu Xiaoyao felt her throat was much better and no longer so dry. But she felt extremely tired all over, especially in her arms and legs, which ached from constantly lifting and putting down things. Now, even the slightest movement hurt. 。"Madam, we should still tell Mr. that we won't learn it, right" 。"Aunt Song thought for a moment, and then persuaded her again." 。Fu Xiaoyao closed her eyes, "I can't not learn, these are things I should have learned three years ago. Besides, now that Hanchuan acknowledges me as his wife, I should also become excellent and not hold him back." 。"That's true, but you are pregnant now, and your health isn't good. You've only been studying for a few hours today and you're already this exhausted. How will you stand it if you keep going like this What if something happens to the baby" Aunt Song was most worried about this. 。Fu Xiaoyao touched her stomach, "I'll consider it." 。"Okay, Madam, you consider first. I'll prepare hot water for your foot bath, that way you'll feel much better." 。Okay, thank you, Aunt Song. 。After Aunt Song left, Fu Xiaoyao looked at her hands that were still a little weak and couldn't help but chuckle wryly. 。She felt utterly useless, exhausted after such a short time. 。With such a physique, could she really give birth to the child safely At this moment, Fu Xiaoyao had some doubts. 。But soon, her attitude became firm again. 。No matter if her body could safely give birth to the child, she had to give birth. She was willing to sacrifice herself even if it meant giving up her own life. 。After all, this child is the bloodline they both nurtured together with Lu Hanchuan. 。"Madam " 。Aunt Song came out of the kitchen carrying a basin. 。Fu Xiaoyao collected her thoughts and took a look. "Aunt Song, what did you put in this It tastes so weird." 。She wrinkled her nose and fanned it with her hand. 。Aunt Song chuckled, "I put some herbs that are good for the body in..." 。"Herbs Do we have them at home" Fu Xiaoyao was surprised. 。Aunt Song explained, “I brought these from my hometown. As people get older, their bodies tend to have some minor ailments, so I often soak my feet in herbal remedies. You should try it too.” 。“ “Good” 。Fu Xiaoyao took off her shoes and, interested, put her feet into the basin. 。When Lü Hánchuan came back, he smelled this strange smell, his eyebrows furrowed immediately, "What are you doing""Soaking my feet" 。Fu Xiaoyao tapped her foot lightly in the water and replied, 。Lu Hanchuan disdainfully glanced at the dark foot bath water, "What kind of water is this" "Aunt Song specially made it for me with medicinal herbs," 。"What are you doing soaking this up for" 。Lu Hanchuan dropped the briefcase in his hand. 。Fu Xiaoyao scratched her head, "Aunt Song said this is good for the body, so she soaked it" 。" Hurry up and finish cleaning this up, it smells awful. " 。Lu Hanchuan commanded in a low voice. 。"I understand," Fu Xiaoyao nodded repeatedly, "But Hanchuan, why did you come back so late tonight"'s almost noon. Just now, the old master called and asked when you would go..." 。"It's already noon" Fu Xiaoyao was surprised for a second, then quickly calmed down and replied: "I'll pack up and go...