had a brother who could protect her."Oh, right, you haven't said who you're looking for yet," Shi Mo reminded.Fu Xiaoyao frustratedly tugged at her hair, "I'm sorry, the person I'm looking for is Yu..."Madam, who is it" Song Yi stared at Fu Xiaoyao's phone screen, dumbfounded, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

Fu Xiaoyao tucked her phone to her chest, preventing the caller ID from being seen. "No one, just a friend."

"Then why don't you answer"

"I feel a little dizzy talking on the phone in the car. I'll just call him back later when I get home." Fu Xiaoyao casually made an excuse in reply.

Aunt Song looked at her suspiciously for a few seconds, knowing she was lying, but didn't expose her. She nodded, "That's how it is then, Mrs. Why don't you take a nap I'll call you when we get home."

"Well, thank you, Aunt Song." Fu Xiaoyao twitched the corners of her mouth, then quickly hung up the phone.

The call was from Tang Yi. If it were just her, she might have answered.

But right now, there's still Aunt Song here. If Aunt Song told Lu Hanchuan...

And with so much happening lately, he's already tired enough, so she still doesn't want to cause him trouble and make him unhappy.

Thinking about this, Fu Xiaoyao turned off her phone, rested her head against the car window, and closed her eyes to take a short nap.

However, not long after, her phone began to vibrate in her palm.

She slightly raised an eyebrow, opened her eyelids to take a glance, and sure enough, it was Tang Yi again.

But this time it wasn't a phone call, it was a text message he sent.

What on earth does he want to do

Fu Xiaoyao's heart was scratching with curiosity. After a moment of struggling, she secretly glanced at Song Yi beside her.

Aunt Song closed her eyes at some point, her head slightly leaning against the backrest of the seat. She didn't know if she was asleep or not.

But this was a good thing for Fu Xiaoyao. She quickly retracted her gaze, unlocked her phone, and began to read the text messages.

To everyone's surprise, there was only one sentence on top: Want to come and watch a good show!

"A big play" Fu Xiaoyao whispered softly, clicking on the reply below, preparing to ask Tang Yi what kind of big play it was.

Before she could finish typing, her phone vibrated again. Tang Yi sent another text message.

Fu Xiaoyao could only first delete the few characters she had typed and click on this new one.

But when she opened it, her face instantly changed, visibly shifting from rosy to pale. Her eyes widened slowly, filled with disbelief.

"This can't be happening..." Fu Xiaoyao blushed, her eyes glued to her phone. Her heart was ice-cold inside.

Only a photo was illuminated on the phone. The photo showed two people, a man and a woman, embracing each other tightly. It was undoubtedly Qi Ya and Lu Hanchuan.

She didn't doubt that this photo was Photoshopped by Tang Yi to deceive her, because she was very familiar with the background of the photo, it was at the headquarters of Lu Group, or outside Lu Hanchuan's office.

Moreover, judging from the angle of this photo, it's clearly a sneak shot.

So the authenticity of this photo is no longer in doubt, they really are holding each other!

At that thought, Fu Xiaoyao only felt a chill run down her spine, her breathing became rapid, and her hands trembled so badly she couldn't even hold her phone steady. With a clatter, it fell to the floor beside her.

Aunt Song heard the commotion and opened her eyes to look at her, instantly shocked. "Madam, what's wrong with you Why is your face so pale"

Fu Xiaoyao seemed not to hear, her eyes glazed over as she stared out the window, without a reply.

Seeing this, Auntie Song became even more anxious and forcefully patted the driver's seat. "Lao Liu, what's wrong with Madam"

Uncle Liu, who was driving, raised his eyelids and glanced at Fu Xiaoyao from the rearview mirror, answering truthfully, "I'm not sure either. I just saw my wife fiddling with her phone a moment ago, and then her mood seemed off. Song Jie, the reason should be on your wife's phone."

"Cell phone" Aunt Song was taken aback, then looked at Fu Xiaoyao's hand.

Her hands were empty, with no trace of a phone.

But soon, Aunt Song thought of the heavy thudding sound she had just heard. She quickly looked down and saw a phone on the car's undercarriage.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly bent down to pick up her phone.

The phone has automatically locked and requires a password or fingerprint to unlock.

Aunt Song looked at Fu Xiaoyao, hesitated for two seconds, reached out and pinched her right thumb, pressing it on the fingerprint sensor.

Ding Dong!

The phone is unlocked.

Aunt Song let go of Fu Xiaoyao's hand, then went to check her phone, but at the sight of it, her eyes almost popped out. "Husband"

She cried out in shock.

Fu Xiaoyao's eyes flickered when she heard the two words, finally showing a glimmer of reaction. "Aunt Song, he lied to me."

"Madam..." Aunt Song looked at her, then at her phone, furious inside.

What is Mr. doing

How come you're all over that woman, Qi Ya

"Aunt Song, I'm in so much pain here." Fu Xiaoyao hammered her chest, her face full of self-deprecating laughter, "We just announced our marriage yesterday, and today he's hugging Qi Ya together. Doesn't he feel..."

"Madam, what if this is a misunderstanding" Aunt Song interrupted her.

Fu Xiaoyao bit her lip tightly, her gaze fixed on her phone. "Misunderstanding Do you think this looks like a misunderstanding"

"This..." Aunt Song opened her mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

To be honest, this picture really doesn't look like a misunderstanding. No matter how you look at it, the two people are hugging tightly together, their actions are very intimate and ambiguous.

She was so embarrassed she didn't even want to speak up.

"Auntie Song, why would he treat me like this" Fu Xiaoyao couldn't hold it in anymore, her emotions completely broke down. "He clearly said that he and Qi Ya wouldn't have anything, but what does he mean by doing this now I even suspect that he might be getting close to Qi Ya behind my back."

"Madam, you can't think like that. If you want to know what is going on between your husband and Qi Ya, we should go ask him ourselves," Song Yi said, returning the phone to her.

Fu Xiaoyao clutched her phone tightly, her eyes flickering constantly.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Song Auntie took her silence as consent and patted the driver's seat again. "Lao Liu, go to the company headquarters to find Mr. ( )"

"Yes, Sister Song," Liu Shu replied.

All the way silent, when we arrived at Lu Group headquarters, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

Fu Xiaoyao entered the headquarters lobby and headed straight for the CEO's elevator, because only this elevator went directly to the top floor.

But what she didn't expect was that the moment she pressed the button for this elevator, she was stopped.

"Miss, this is the elevator reserved for the CEO. You can't go in." a woman in a business suit stood at the elevator door, facing Fu Xiaoyao with a stern expression.

Fu Xiaoyao frowned, then remembered she had forgotten about this.

But just as she was about to take out the access card that Lu Hanzchuan had given her earlier for the elevator, Song Yi appeared in front of her, her face dark with anger. She sneered at the woman and said, "Why can't we go in Do you know who she is"

The woman, hearing this, looked at Fu Xiaoyao in surprise. "Who is she Could there be some special status"

"Of course!" Aunt Song looked at her with a smirk. "Let me tell you, this is the president's wife, your boss's wife. Do you dare to stop her Don't you fear being fired"

"Boss's wife" The woman scoffed, rolling her eyes dramatically. "Come on, our boss's wife isn't like that. Our boss's wife is beautiful, and she's right now in the CEO's office."

"What did you say The boss lady is in the CEO's office" Fu Xiaoyao, hearing this, hurriedly came out from behind Aunt Song and asked with a bad complexion.at today, it has turned around. 。But she had to admit, in her own way, it satisfied her vanity. 。Fu Xiaoyao was in a good mood, humming a tune as she drove back to her apartment. 。As soon as the door...