Chapter 608: How Did You Get Here

ted, stopping in his tracks and looking at Song Yi, "You go back to the villa first.""Back to the villa" Auntie Song was taken aback, then pointed at Fu Xiaoyao, "What about the injuries on Madam's fa..."Now that you've let go of the hatred, could we perhaps try again " Lu Hanchuan looked at the woman. A flicker of longing appeared in his usually cold eyes.

He was hoping she would say yes.

However, Fu Xiaoyao avoided his gaze and replied with a tight grip on her hand: "No, although I don't hate you, there are still too many complexities between us, so we can't go back to the way things were."

"It's you who can't get past that hurdle in your own heart, isn't it" Lu Hanchuan suddenly said.

Fu Xiaoyao's heart skipped a beat, she said nothing, he had hit the nail on the head.

Yes, that's it. She just can't get over that hurdle, which is why she can't be with him.

Every time she dreams at midnight, thinking of him marrying Qi Ya, she can't stand it!

Thinking about it, Fu Xiaoyao took a deep breath, "Since you know, why are you still thinking about getting back together with me."

"From beginning to end, the only one I've ever loved is you." Lu Hanchuan said, "So what's wrong with wanting to be with the person I love"

Fu Xiaoyao was choked, but quickly retorted with a sneer, "Then I said yesterday too, there are many loving couples in the world, not everyone has to be together."

"They are them, and we are us. You know my personality—once I fall in love, I never let go. So you, I won't let go." Lu Hanchuan looked into her eyes, his gaze unwavering.

Fu Xiaoyao sighed, "Anyway, I won't give in."

"I know, but I'll take it slow. I believe that one day, I will be able to win you over again." Lu Hanchuan stood up.

Fu Xiaoyao looked at his determined eyes and pursed her lips, "Then you wait slowly."

"Well, I will. Alright, get up and wash your face first. Breakfast is ready." Lu Hanchuan changed the subject and didn't mention it further.

The more we talk, the more we'll just circle back to the starting point, arguing about whether we can reconcile or not.

So it's better to set that topic aside for now and try to win him over with actions.

Before he came, he had searched online. Online, it said that women are emotional animals, and they only need tenderness. Even the most indifferent woman will be touched. As long as you are persistent, you will eventually succeed. He thought it made sense, so he decided to put it into practice.

"Breakfast" Fu Xiaoyao was slightly surprised, "When did you make breakfast"

Wasn't he just sleeping at the edge of her bed

Lu Hanchuan tidied his cuffs and replied, "I just came over to sleep for a while after I finished before dawn. Get up quickly."

As he spoke, he reached out to pull her up from the bed.

Fu Xiaoyao slapped him, "No! Who let you touch my kitchen And how did you get in here"

"Let the property manager open the door." Lu Hanchuan replied slowly and calmly, "As for using the kitchen, you are my wife, can't you use your own kitchen"

"Wife" Fu Xiaoyao's eyes widened. "Who is your wife"

"You!" Lu Hanchuan replied seriously with a single word.

Fu Xiaoyao chuckled, “Lu Hanchuan, you wouldn’t have forgotten, six years ago...”

"In my heart, you are my wife. Well, get up now." After Lu Hanzchuan finished speaking, he left the room.

Fu Xiaoyao saw him leave so decisively, and wanted to say something, but in the end, she could only huffily get up.

After washing up, she walked out of the room and into the living room, where she saw Lu Hanchuan wearing her apron and ladling porridge at the dining table.

Seeing her come out, he put down the bowl in his hand and beckoned to her, "Come here."

Fu Xiaoyao walked over with a dark face, glanced at the porridge and buns on the table, and her heart was touched.

Lu Hanchuan saw that she was standing still and pulled a chair for her. “Sit down, try it. How does it taste I haven't been in the kitchen for many years. The last time I went into the kitchen was six years ago when I cooked for you.”

Upon hearing this, Fu Xiaoyao's nose tingled slightly, and a memory flashed through her mind instantly.

She just smiled and couldn't help but sarcastically say, "Don't try to fool me. These past six years, you probably haven't done much for Qi Ya, have you"

Lu Hchuan raised an eyebrow, "Are you jealous"

Fu Xiaoyao seemed to be stimulated, her voice rising, "Who is being jealous What nonsense are you talking about"

Lu Hanchuan chuckled softly, "I've never cooked for Qi Ya. I told you yesterday, I've never shared a room with her, and I haven't even touched her. How could I have done these things for her Come on, eat quickly."

Having said that, he shoved his chopsticks into her hand.

Fu Xiaoyao looked at the extra pair of chopsticks in her hand, her lips moved slightly, and then she sat down.

"It's been years since I last cooked, my hands are a bit clumsy. The buns aren't very good looking." Lu Hanchuan saw her not eating and stared at the buns in a daze, thinking she was disliking the appearance of the buns, he couldn't help but explain.

Fu Xiaoyao came to her senses and, hearing him say this, said without mercy, "It's pretty ugly, and it definitely tastes awful."

After finishing her words, she picked up a bun and took a hard bite out of it.

However, the truth is that the buns aren't actually bad tasting, and they don't look ugly either. She just couldn't help but tease him.

Of course Lu Hanchuan knew, but he indulged and tolerated it.

He is now using a soft approach to win her over, hoping she will agree to remarry him. So no matter what she does, he doesn't care or get angry.

After breakfast, Fu Xiaoyao went back to her room and changed into a new set of clothes.

Lu Hanchuan had already tidied up the kitchen and happened to come out just as she appeared. He asked, “Are you going back to the old house to see the children”

What he said was like a husband asking his wife if she wanted to go back home to visit her parents.

Fu Xiaoyao's eyes glazed over for a moment before she agreed.

She did care about Xiao Bao.

"Come on, I'll drive." Lu Hanchuan said, going to the entrance hall to change his shoes first.

When Fu Xiaoyao arrived, she saw that he had already changed his shoes and taken her shoes out of the shoe cabinet and placed them on the doormat.

Fu Xiaoyao looked down and saw that the pair of high heels he was holding were the ones she was going to wear in a while.

"Haven't I made the right choice" Lu Hanzhen suddenly asked.

Fu Xiaoyao, of course, wouldn't let him be happy. She intentionally kicked the shoes in front of her aside, took a new pair from the shoe cabinet and put them on, then arrogantly said, "This is what I want to wear!"

Lu Hanchuan looked at her red high heels and then at her light green long-sleeved dress, his expression a little indescribable. "These colors don't match."

Fu Xiaoyao's face twisted for a moment, "Who said that, I like it this way, get out of the way, I'm leaving."

After she finished speaking, she pushed him away and walked out with her head held high.

Lu Hanchuan watched her swaying back, his thin lips pressed inward, as if suppressing a smile.

How could he not see that she was doing it on purpose She deliberately didn't wear the shoes he had picked out for her and instead wore a different pair, just to go against him, to refuse to do what he wanted.

"He's such a face-saver." Withdrawing his gaze, Lu Hanchuan shook his head and chuckled softly, then bent down to pick up the high heel that Fu Xiaoyao had kicked away. He closed the door behind him and chased after her.

When I caught up to her, she was already in the car, buckling her seatbelt and getting ready to drive.

Lu Hanchuan went straight over and pulled open the passenger door.

Fu Xiaoyao turned her head and looked at him, "You sit in your own car."

"Let's just go back together. Why drive two cars Just like this." Lu Hanchuan put down her high heels and fastened her seatbelt.

Fu Xiao Yao saw that he was stubborn, her brow furrowed, just as she opened her mouth, Lu Han Chuan suddenly looked at her, "Don't move!"

"What's wrong" Fu Xiaoyao instinctively didn't dare to move, but she still asked a question.

Lu Hanchuan didn't answer, instead he bent down, grasped her right ankle, and lifted it up.

Fu Xiaoyao's face changed, "What are you doing"e.”The first floor is the servant's quarters, worse than hers. Her rooms are on the second floor in the guest wing, much larger than the servant's quarters.Thinking about it, Aunt Song was so excited...